Cry, Or Better Yet Beg

Cry, Or Better Yet Beg
chapter 20


“You're very kind, Mistress.”


Madam Etman's eyes looked at Madame Norma full of sincere admiration.


“How can you show such great kindness?”


The more clearly the excitement radiated on Mrs' face. Etman, Kyle Etman increasingly looked agitated as he stood beside him. Matthias watched the two with an interested look. She knew that her grandmother liked her doctor and adored her son. Dr. Etman is a competent doctor and has excellent character, so it is natural.


Maybe his father-like Kyle Etman will live the same life as long as nothing changes.


Grandma was convinced of that, and Matthias agreed.


But that's all.


There was no reason for Matthias to pay more attention to the obvious and boring facts. Linda Etman, a very ambitious hostess, acts differently from both Etman family men.


“Can I say hello to them now?”


Fearing Norma will change her mind, Mrs Etman loses her composure and puts pressure on Norma.


"Dear."


Dr. Etman, who was quietly paying attention, gently persuaded him, but he seemed unwilling to give up at all.


Matthias turned to Kyle Etman again.


His grandmother offered to introduce the Baron Arundt family to the Etman family. There is no one who does not know the hidden meaning behind his words when Norma says the two families will fit in so they can become good acquaintances. Baron Arundt has a daughter who is the same age as Kyle Etman. A daughter who is at an age to start thinking about getting married.


Although the Etman family had no peerage, they were wealthier than the Arundt family. They also have greater prestige. If both families become in-laws, Baron Arundt is the one who benefits the most.


“Yes, Mrs Etman. It can be."


Norma Catarina von Herhardt called her servant with a big smile. He had ordered to bring Baron Arundt and his wife. The waiter quickly disappeared among the crowd. Kyle's face, which glanced towards the terrace connecting the garden, now looked indescribably nervous.


It was as if he had left something precious there.


A smile appeared on Matthias' lips as he was sure of what it was.1


A mother who has boundless attachments and expectations for her son, and a son who doesn't know how to let her down. When Matthias thought of Leyla Lewellin between the two, he almost laughed. Meanwhile, Baron Arundt and his wife who were mentored by his servant show up. Their daughter is with them.


Kyle seemed to realize the meaning of the event. Although he seemed to want to get out immediately, the boy could not let go of the role as a good and polite child.


If that's the case.


Matthias leaves the stage of a boring matchmaking scene. His steps across the terrace and down the stairs were leisurely walking without the slightest sign of impatience.


It was clear what kind of ending would happen to the dutiful boy's monkey love. Leyla will eventually be abandoned and abandoned in the woods of Matthias.4


At the time a clear conclusion was reached, Matthias found Leyla. He stayed under the pergola in the corner of the park, unwilling to go far because he had promised to wait for the boy.


Matthias moved towards him more slowly. He wondered why he had not become as confused as he usually was, but he then realized that he was sound asleep. The faint moonlight that pierced through the rose bush shone down on the little lady who was crouching.


Matthias stopped a bit away from the bench. And look deeper. On her neatly removed shoes, her injured legs, slender arms wrapped around her knees, and her face that looked increasingly innocent as she fell asleep.


Long hair wrapped around his skinny neck and shoulders. Matthias gently lowered his waist and took his shoes as he wondered how soft his golden key felt.


That was when Leyla slowly opened her eyes.



This is a dream.



Leyla faintly thought. Meanwhile, Matthias stood in front of a pergola pillar facing the bench. In his hand was a shoe that looked like it belonged to a woman.



But even though this is a dream, isn't this too strange?



When the question came to my mind, the prolonged drowsiness subsided.



“...... duke?”



Leyla did not believe what she saw, so she whispered to him. Instead of answering, Matthias took out a cigarette and stuck it to his mouth. The white smoke from the lips coming out of his mouth proved that this moment would never be a dream.



Leyla, who almost fainted from shock, belatedly realized that the shoes she was holding were hers. Leyla leaned her body to the edge of the bench. Matthias looked at him as if he was amused and slowly waved his shoes.



“Do you want it back?”



A soft voice sounded along with the hazy cigarette smoke.



"Yes." Yeah."



“Then cry, Leyla.”



The following words were even more lethargic and terrifying.



Her unbelievable words left Leyla dumbfounded. He hoped Kyle would come soon, but the road outside the pergola was empty.



“He won't come.”



The Duke spoke calmly as if he had read his mind.



“Kyle Etman.”



Matthias whispered as he looked at Leyla who frowned in doubt.



“Yang you wait.”



Matthias dropped the half-sucked cigarette on the ground.



When the thin, billowing smoke stopped, Leyla looked up in tears.



"NO."



Leyla got up because she was determined not to show her injured leg. He faced Matthias with both feet firmly on the floor. Even though he was still afraid of her, he did not want to be her entertainment anymore.



“Kyle always keeps his promise.”



"Is he?"



"Yes." Yeah."



Leyla answered with confidence.



“You look pretty confident.”



“It looks like I know more about Kyle than you.”



Leyla said clearly and firmly, while exerting all the courage she had. A smile bloomed on the duke's lips.



“Confidence is not something to be reckoned with, Leyla.”



The Duke approached along with his words. Although her shoulders trembled in fear, Leyla did not retreat.



"I…. I really don't know.”



"About what?"



“Why do you hate me so much?”



Leyla's eyes were sharp and clear, unlike her trembling voice.



“I feel happy when I hate you.”3



He calmly replied with one corner of his mouth raised.



“It's so nice when you cry, and it's nice to see you beg.”



“How can you say that?”




Matthias only looked indifferent to Leyla who was dumbfounded before his eyes.



“You can't behave like this to anyone other than me.”



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Her humiliation had left her eyes teary, but Leyla managed to hold it back. Matthias willingly nodded at his words.



"true."



“Then why only me... ..”



"Because it's you."



"What?"



“Because it's you, Leyla. Because you're nobody.”



The answer is calm and dry. Her tone of voice made Leyla suffer even more.



“Sorry, Your Grace.”



Leyla looked at him while trying not to cry. She begins to miss the relatives who kicked her out for various reasons. Even his drunken uncle was not that cruel to Leyla.



“I'm very sorry because I'm not a anyone who dares to stay in your region.”



Now, not only his voice but also his clenched hands were trembling.



“If you are going to act like this, why don't you forbid me to stay on your land?”



“Leyla, isn't that too unsympathetic?”



“You're really not sympathetic.”



No matter how hard Leyla tried to hide it, her voice kept whining.



“Are you going to kick me out now?”



"NO."



Matthias' eyes became darker.



“Don't worry about that. You have done enough for your needs.



“You said I was nobody.”



“That's your use.”



As he slowly opened his closed eyes, Matthias removed the sneer that used to be at the tip of his lips. His expressionless face now looked extremely cold and calm.



“Apardon is enough.”



Matthias raised his head, which had leaned towards Leyla, and stood in an upright position.



“Kyle Etman you are waiting for does not come.”



Matthias' hand pointing to an empty street touched Leyla's hair that was on her shoulder. Leyla retreated in fear, but was blocked by the bench and could not go any further.



“So Leyla... ..”



With her golden hair grasped and caressed by Matthias, she looked at Leyla with a deeper look than before.



"Crying."



Even as he gave a heartless order, Matthias remained calm.



“Better if you apply.”7



With the addition of his advice, Matthias' lips formed a faint smile.



Crazy fellow.1



Leyla had thought about it for a long time, but she was certain now. This guy is completely crazy.



When Matthias returned home, Kyle Etman was still being carried by his mother. Baron and Baroness Arundt seemed to like the idea of being in-laws of the Etman family. They showed great support and Bu Etman's response was not much different. Kyle's attitude now felt stiff, but his mother didn't seem to care much for her son.


Matthias once again turned his attention away from the obvious and boring affair. Mixed between familiar faces, he begins to play the role of Arvis' master, Duke Herhardt.


Leyla crying.


Matthias was satisfied to remember the moment. He trembled and drops of water fell from his face as he could not contain his anger. His wet eyes looked increasingly clear due to the reddened corners of his eyes. Right now, Leyla Lewellin's eyes were sparkling like jewels hanging around her neck, and Matthias loved it.


She returned her shoes because she was crying so beautifully.


As she was about to leave the park, she looked back and saw Leyla still standing there crying. She was crying because she was, therefore, the tears that came out from Leyla's eyes were hers. Matthias's steps became lighter.


His sad feeling upon seeing Kyle Etman escort Leyla into the mansion was erased by Leyla's tears. As well as the indescribable feeling she felt as she kissed Claudine while looking at Leyla.


Tonight, in her world, Leyla is beautiful, and Leyla is beautiful crying in front of her.


So it was the perfect summer night.


By the time Matthias reached that satisfying conclusion, Leyla suddenly reappeared. Standing on the edge of the passageway connecting the hall with the terrace, he carefully searched for someone.


“Kyle Etman.”


Matthias slowly whispered that name.


Leyla seemed to find him soon. However, he could not get close. He seemed to understand what it meant for Kyle Etman to be surrounded by the Arundt family, especially the youngest daughter of Baron Arundt.


Leyla, who had been hiding behind the post for a long time, approached the waiter who was passing by and said something to him. The waiter nodded his head and started heading towards Kyle Etman, who had a cold expression on his face as if he had reached the limit of his abilities. Meanwhile, Leyla had already left the terrace.


Matthias impulsively approached the waiter.


“Please contact Count Klein.”2


The servant's eyes grew at Matthias's behest. For a moment, he glanced at Kyle Etman's side, but gave Matthias the answer he expected.


"Yes sir."


Reversing his steps, he rushed through the crowd to receive Matthias' orders.


Matthias left the terrace and leaned against the pillar where Leyla had been staying some time ago. Leyla walks involuntarily along the promenade and then into the middle of the park. His legs hurt as he limped. He then took off his shoes and walked barefoot from the middle of the road.


Matthias watched him as he waited for his servant. Of course, Count Klein would not come. Having a neurotic headache, the count only showed his face in the afternoon and returned home.


By the time Leyla disappeared deep into the forest, the previous servant had approached.


“Sorry, sir. Count Klein is back home.”


"So that's it."


Matthias nodded and smiled.


"It's so good."


Matthias casually left the terrace after saluting.


It was only then that the servant returned to his previous task. As he approached Kyle Etman, he conveyed Leyla's words and a sense of disappointment flashed across Kyle Etman's face.


Kyle suddenly started rushing to the terrace after asking for his understanding, but Matthias did not mind anymore. Leyla Lewellin, despite her small stature, walked quite quickly. It's too late for Kyle to go after him.3


Matthias willingly took a glass of champagne offered Riette.


Glamorous mid-summer night, the party is perfect.