The Duchess of the Attic

"... even if you were officially alleged to be married... but my husband and I are already married?

Opal's words, which managed to speak out, were the best.

Then Hubert makes his face even more red and recruits.

"Well, that's only nominal. I... at the beginning of my marriage, I just had a really terrible attitude towards you. There's no excuse, but back then, I was full of heads about debt and Stella, and I just think something was wrong. Still, I've been attracted to you since I first danced with you ten years ago. That hurt my pride to get married in that way, and it stupidly hit you. I'm so sorry."

"That's no longer... that's fine. I did the worst I could to trick my husband into taking his land."

"No, that doesn't matter. That's when I woke up. Of course, I resented you at first, but then I figured out why you went into that kind of behavior. My world has always been too narrow. When I realized that, I knew it wasn't a mistake to be attracted to you the first time you danced, how wonderful you were. But now I didn't deserve to confess to you. So when I bought all the territory back, I decided to apply to you again for marriage."

Opal, who heard Hubert's confession, regretted at the same time understanding whether he had so hastily purchased Mantest land with it.

I didn't arrogantly try Hubert, and if I had been honest with him from the start, I wouldn't have crossed such a dangerous bridge.

At that time, Opal was concluding that Hubert had something to do with Stella on his own because he said whether to live with Stella or not.

Speaking of which, I think that was when you failed, and now I remember Stella.

"I don't know... I thought my husband liked Stella..."

"Stella? No way! To me, Stella is just like my sister!

With a surprising opal in his eyes, Hubert explains again in a reddish and hasty manner.

"Of course I have affection for Stella. But it's against my family, and it's nothing like it is against you. It's just... at one point, I was just wondering if you'd be jealous of Stella."

"Yes, was it..."

"Oh. I like you - opal. Please, will you marry me again?

To his first proposal from Hubert, Opal, who was stunned, looked seriously at him kneeling at his feet.

I dreamed of this scene a long time ago.

And now, it was all too late.

Since that day, seven years ago, Opal's determination has remained the same.

"I'm sorry, sir. I can't take it."

When I heard Opal say no, Hubert got an incredible look.

Still Opal goes on pale.

"I was deciding seven years ago when I tricked my husband into making my territory and mansion mine. Trying to return everything once your husband buys back half of the property he's taken. And I'm trying to get you to stay away."

"Well, that's not necessary. I'll buy it out of you properly. So..."

"Get away from me, sir. Please let me go."

"Freedom...? Why? Why..."

"- To be honest, I was very heartbroken when I first danced with my husband, too. If my husband had proposed to me then, I would have been happy to jump up. But after that, I got caught up in a scandal. The world won't forgive me, even though there was really nothing. So I pretended to be enjoying myself in a social setting, no matter how much I was shrugged, how much I was slapped in the pussy."

Now Hubert seemed surprised by Opal's confession.

Opal thinks I was stupid back then, too.

After all, we were both young and stupid.

"At the age of twenty, my grandmother's estate will be freely available for use independently of my father. Until then, patience ordered me to marry my husband when I thought I would soon be able to live in peace in the countryside. So I got angry, and I think I was a lot more busy and defiant after the marriage."

"That's not true. That was when I should have acted older. Though I owe you and your father a great debt, I... we were too outrageous against you."

To Hubert begging for forgiveness, Opal turned his sad grin before rising.

"Opal?"

"Sir, please take a seat. Then could you wait a moment?

With that said, Opal entered the room assigned to him once and returned to his living room again.

And put the paperwork I had in my hand on the table.

Hubert surprised to drop his gaze on the paperwork and then opened his eyes.

"At the end of today's ceremony, I was going to give it to you. The price you paid to buy back the land again is to invest - we are turning it over to invest in this man-test, so as I said earlier, I promise I will pay you back all of it. So please sign this letter of separation."

Hubert stared sharply at the letter of estrangement placed next to the deceitfully renamed document.

Opal adds, smiling bitterly at him like that.

"Of course, now take a good look before you sign. Because if it's just an edge, it's supposed to be weird."

"Can't we just... start over again?

"... You said your husband was sisterly about Stella, right? Me too, it just seems like my husband is... like a family all the time now. So it is impossible to see your husband as heterosexual beyond this. However, my husband has the right to decide on the edge of separation. If my husband is to be rejected, I can't help it. You'll need a successor, too, so I..."

"Enough!... Please, don't say any more"

Looking completely depressed, Hubert blocked Opal's words.

Although Opal clouded his words, for a long time now - from the time he deceived his possessions, Hubert only seemed like a handy brother, though he was older.

And I had to make this eclamptic brother a good duke, and he was burning with a weird sense of purpose.

Four years ago, I was disappointed, but I couldn't abandon it, but now I'm offering to get away with it.

In view of the worst case scenario, Opal's deputies have also been asked to keep an eye on future trends in the Duke's territory.

But it was only natural that Hubert needed inheritance, and he was prepared to accept it if he really wanted it.

It was just resentment, and I didn't even think Hubert had romantic feelings for himself, so it was if I assumed the worst about my child again.

- On behalf of Stella, who the child can't want, she says she'll be forced to make a inheritance.

"I'm sorry, Opal. I'm already tired today and it's hard to look through the paperwork. So can I get back to you tomorrow?

"- Yes, of course."

In response to Hubert's bitter inquiry, Opal stood up softly, answering clearly.

Then he leaves Hubert standing on his knees and returns from his living room to his room.

I didn't say anything, but I thought it would be better.

When I call the maid and get my makeup off, I really wanted to take a bath, but I patiently change into night clothes and go to bed.

I was tired enough to seem to sleep as soon as I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep because I was concerned about the faint sound I heard from the living room.

Still, Opal seemed to be asleep at some point.

The next morning, when I woke up in the light of the sun, it was also late in the morning when my maid told me that Hubert had already left the hotel.

Besides, Hubert seems to have left with a deposit in his maid.

If Opal, who received the larger envelope offered, checked the contents on the spot, it was a signed, estranged letter.

There's just nothing else.

Neither the paperwork when you took the territory, nor the letter from Hubert.

Opal took a deep breath and grabbed the dominance, eating a good breakfast before leaving the hotel.

The destination is the Duke's residence in Wangdu.

To put the last bullshit on, Opal got in the mood as he was rocked by a carriage, not a railroad.

To be honest, face-to-face with Hubert was awkward, but there's something I have to do before I can officially submit the letter of estrangement.

Opal, who arrived at the Duke's mansion a few days later ready, was relieved to hear that Hubert had not yet returned, as well as slightly worried.

But Hubert is a fine adult now.

Opal told her it wasn't something she was worried about, and suddenly told her returning mistress to gather all her servants to surprise the butler.

There, Stella shows up to Mrs. Northam and Romit as Beth pushes her wheelchair, staring at Opal.

"Why are you suddenly back?

"Hello, Stella. Long time no see. And you look a lot better."

Unfortunately, Hubert's not here.

"Looks like the pills are working. Good."

Both Beth and Romit look flashly at Opal and Stella continuing a conversation that doesn't engage at all.

Perhaps I've never seen a stellar with such a tight attitude.

"Stella, stop it! It's disrespectful!

"Oh, I don't mind. But you're all here. What's wrong?

"Oh, you know, now I'm letting you stay here to see Stella at the doctor's. Monthly check-ups…"

"Oh, you did. I think you can stay as long as you want."

Mrs. Northam hurries to scold Stella for her inability to speak out.

Stella seemed as spoiled as ever, but for Opal, she had nothing but pity.

She has to live her whole life in Hubert.

There, the butler brought back the servants.

"Ma'am, we have gathered all those who are now in the Mansion...?

"Thanks"

To his surprise Deacon, Opal slowly looked around at the servants as he smiled and thanked them.

It was unfortunate not to see your lord Cave, but I might have another chance to meet him someday.

"Thank you for taking the time to get together. I'm sorry I can't say hello to everyone, but I can't help it. I came to say goodbye today."

Those on the spot breathed much more in Opal's words.

Yet what looks frightening is those who have been around for a long time, apparently misinterpreting themselves as being dismissed.

"Actually..."

"Stop! How can you do such a terrible thing!?

"... terrible thing?

"Everyone's been serving this mansion for a long time! And yet it's terrible to dismiss him!

"Dear Stella..."

The Romites weep at the moving words of Stella.

I thought you weren't punishing me at all. Opal, but the angel in the wheelchair doesn't have the old flattery.

Years seem to visit any human being equally.

Opal sighed deeply and opened his mouth.

"Apparently you're misunderstanding, but I'm the one leaving"

"... Huh?

"I was to be separated from my husband. I've been patient for a long time, but I can finally be free. So please, celebrate."

As never before shown in this Duke's residence, Opal, with a radiant smile, told the astonished servants.

Only the new butler, who had been informed of some circumstances, is smiling and accepting.

Opal looks at Romit and Beth with his pompous mouth open, stares at Stella, and then turns again to the servants - servants who have been around for a long time.

"My husband said - no, the Duke of McCloud will be remarried not so far away, so now everyone treats his new wife with respect and kindness. A little new wife is very young, something she may not be used to as a mistress"

I thought it was mean, but at the end of the day, Opal spit out that he would be forgiven for this much dislike.

Then, even though that's all, I feel like what I've been accumulating for years has been neat.

"Thank you for seven years, then. That was a lot of fun. Goodbye!"

Say a bright goodbye to Stella and Romit, who are still in shock and losing their words, and Opal turned his heels back and left the front door.

The weather is good and Opal feels good.

Of course, I haven't left any luggage in this mansion at all.

Opal looked back at the mansion at the end as he went down the stairs to his own carriage where he had been waiting for me.

If you look up big, you can see the dirty, cloudy little windows in the attic that were for a short time but Opal caged in a mean way.

You were young back then, something a little emotional came in, but I just changed my mind and got into the carriage.

Heading there is the little mansion my grandmother left me.

But before I did, I was going to stop by the Duke's territory and say hello.

Farewell would be a tough one because it was a lot more of a place to call home than this mansion.

Still, Opal felt clear and set off for a new life.