CH 40
Regrets Of A Second Male Lead
âMarry the person set out for you, you say? Who is it?â
ââ¦â
Chloe didnât answer. However, Gerard could deduce it without having to hear it from his wife directly. When his wife was still a young Lady of the Roem Family, there was only one man she talked about getting married to. The man that kept appearing in his dreams every night, Herace Moore!
ââ¦Isnât it all an excuse for you to go to him?â
Gerardâs aggressive emotions were oppressing his rationality. He was no longer thinking before he spoke. He was expressing the emotions that had been hidden deep inside.
â?â
âIf you really valued our eight years together⦠If you really believed me, you wouldâve come to me as soon as you discovered it.â
ââ¦â
Gerard was also upset at Chloe. Why didnât his wife come straight to him after finding the letter? Did she not trust him that much? Orâ¦?
âHowever, you didnât do that, my Lady. You chose to come to the North with this letter instead of talking to me!â
In the end, Gerardâs jealousy burst out. Chloe took it as an insult.
âHasnât that letter pushed you to feel something different?! Maybe you feel guilty for him, the Knight Commander of Anata, who was said to be unable to forget you and didnât get married at all!â
Slap!
Gerardâs head snapped to the side upon the sharp slap.
âYou⦠You! How much more miserable are you going to make me feel?â
Chloe, who couldnât stand the insults, slapped Gerardâs face.
âWhat is he even saying now?â
Gerard finally relaxed upon hearing the trembling voice of his wife. That was the reason he was being careful. He was afraid his wife would get hurt because of his lack of confidence. However, all his efforts went down the drain in an instant.
âI swear I didnât do anything shameful for your sake and for Abelâs.â
ââ¦â
Gerard glanced at Chloeâs hand. His wifeâs hand seemed red, perhaps because she slapped him quite hard. It concerned him more than himself, who had been slapped.
âThen you regard me as Leilaâs substitute, is that so? Why, if Iâm a mere substitute, canât you stand the sight of me going to the arms of another man?â
Chloe shot back at Gerard, who couldnât say anything for a moment.
âHa, you, Leilaâs substitute?â
Gerard turned his head and replied.
âWhy?! Am I not worthy of being a substitute?â
âChloe!â
Gerard called Chloeâs name loudly. Why did he only call her name when they were in this kind of situation?
ââ¦â
He wouldnât have done that if he had known how much it hurt Chloe.
âDonât put yourself down. Iâve never thought of you that way.â
ââ¦You didnât marry me because of Leila?â
âDefinitely not.â
âThen, why in the world did you propose to me? If you have even a hint of conscience, tell me honestly!â
That question should have been asked eight years ago when he asked for her hand in marriage. However, Chloe didnât have the courage to ask, and Gerard didnât know exactly what his feelings were at that time.
That concealed question drew them back to nine years ago.
***
Nine years ago, Chloe Roem and Gerard Blanchett met on a peaceful Tuesday afternoon.
âHello, Gerard. Iâve talked about her a lot, havenât I? This is young Lady Chloe, the third daughter of the Roem Family.â
After Leila saved Chloe in the alley, they became close in a short time. Leila finally invited Chloe for tea time with Gerard.
âHello, Iâm Chloe Roem. May peace always be with you in the arms of the Empire.â
âI am Gerard Blanchett. May the young Lady also have peace in the arms of the Empire.â
Both of them wouldâve frowned if they were asked about their first impressions of each other.
Gerard spent his time enjoying tea time with Leila every Tuesday. There had never been a time when anyone interfered during it. Therefore, Chloe wasnât welcomed by him, having broken the unwritten rule.
Recently, he had been extremely sensitive. From Frederick Anata to Chloe Roem. He didnât like how strangers kept trying to stick by Leilaâs side. It was ridiculous how he even felt slightly jealous of Chloe at that time.
âPlease take a seat, young Lady.â
Gerard Blanchett bowed to Chloe after pulling out the chair for her like a gentleman, though his mind was full of vitriol.
âThose blue eyes⦠makes me uncomfortable.â
The eyes of the Roem familyâs third daughter were the same eyes his mother used to tell him about. To borrow his motherâs expression, they seemed to embrace the brilliant sea. Even though there were various kinds of blue eyes, those eyes were exactly the ones he once saw in the portrait of his uncle. Those awful blue eyes. Gerard Blanchett was obviously not stupid enough to express his innermost thoughts. The more disgusted he was, the harder he tried to smile.
âThank you for your kindness.â
Chloe bowed slightly and sat on the chair Gerard had pulled out for her.
Her first impression of Gerard was very different from what she had expected. Gerard Blanchett, whom she saw and heard of from afar, was as perfect as a painting. In particular, he was impressive for never losing his composure under any circumstances.
However, when she looked at him closely, his smile somehow contained a sense of resentment. Should she say it was obvious that he didnât like her? Chloe, who was sensitive to peopleâs emotions, vaguely guessed Gerardâs innermost thoughts.
âEven so, whatâs the point of revealing it?â
They obviously didnât make a good first impression on each other.
***
Who would have guessed that Chloe and Gerard would start spending a lot of time together?
Leila liked Chloe, who didnât judge her due to the rumors about her. When she chatted with Chloe about trivial things, she felt like an ordinary Lady. Leila wanted to spend more time with Chloe.
Thanks to Leila, Chloe was accepted easily into their world. At one point, Chloe had become an official member of their Tuesday Tea Time.
âOh? My Lord, you like Amoneâs paintings too?â
âYes, I bought some of their works because I took a liking to them.â
Chloe and Gerard communicated quite well despite their bad first impressions.
âThe artistâs painting style is so innovative that there are few people who like it, so itâs nice to meet one of them.â
âItâs quite innovative, indeed. It may seem incomplete at first glance. However, the idea of capturing the light of the moment is interesting.â
Through several tea times spent together, Gerard concluded that Chloe was not a threat. The Roem familyâs third daughter didnât try to forcefully interfere between Leila and him. She was simply participating in tea time and sharing trivial things. Things he couldnât talk about with Leila could be easily shared with Chloe.
What he especially liked about her was that the way she looked at him contained no expectations or emotions. In fact, there were several young ladies who pretended to be close to Leila in order to approach him. He knew how hurt Leila was by people who pretended to want to know her. That was also part of the reason he was even more suspicious and wary of Chloe Roem.
However, she maintained her easy going personality. It was almost as if he started looking forward to tea time just to see her.
âWait! Thereâs something I want to show you.â
Leila, who was the free-spirited type, suddenly left in the middle of their conversation.
Silence fell on them. As Leila disappeared, a serene silence fell between Gerard and Chloe. They were following noble etiquette so well that the clattering sound of teacup couldnât even interrupt it.
This was what he liked. Gerardâs lips went up as he lifted his teacup.
ââ¦â
Chloe Roem didnât bother to fill the silence.
He really liked it. Moderate distance. Comfortable awkwardness. Graceful silence.
***
At some point, it became natural for them to hang out together. Leila as the leader of the group, and Gerard, the follower. And Chloe, who acted as a balance between the two.
It was the National Day Festival, and the whole Empire was in uproar. The three people who came to the night market were befuddled by the festive atmosphere.
âChloe, there must be a street performance! Letâs go!â
Leila urged Chloe with brightly shining eyes.
âOh! Slow down!â
Chloeâs face was also filled with visible joy. As she was dragged away by Leila, she looked back at the person left behind.
âYou should come too, Sir Blanchett!â
She called Gerard, who was buying something from a street vendor.
âYes, Iâll catch up to you in a minute, go ahead!â
He nodded to Chloe to signal her to go first. Then, he turned to the street vendor again.
âYes, please give me the blue cloth.â
Gerard was rushing to pay for the goods and follow Chloe and Leila.
A few days ago, Leila suggested going to the National Day night market. Gerard and Chloe hesitated, but they eventually fell for Leilaâs stubborn persuasion.
The problem lay in getting permission to go out. It was easy for Leila to get permission only because she was stronger than most adult men. However, Chloe, the ordinary third daughter of the Roem family, couldnât speak, let alone be granted permission.
However, if they gave up there, it would not be like Leila at all. In the end, Chloe climbed the wall of Roem Mansion with the help of Leila and Gerard. In the process, Chloeâs skirt was torn up to her calves. She reassured them by putting on a petticoat.
However, Chloe unconsciously kept holding together the torn part of her skirt with one hand. Gerard noticed her awkward gesture. It bothered him. He naturally stopped when he found a cloth that could be tied around the waist at one of the vendors he passed by.
And that was how Gerard Blanchett lost his friends.
âWhere did they goâ¦â
After purchasing the cloth, he looked around for Leila and Chloe. He thought he would be able to find them in no time because he was going to follow them right away, but he didnât see where they went.
âLeila!â
He began to walk increasingly faster.
During the National Day Festival, when a lot of people gathered in one place, all sorts of things could happen. Among them, criminals targeted noble ladies who went out to watch the festival without being aware of the dangers that occurred every year. Although Leila was skilled in swordsmanship⦠he had to find them quickly.
âLeila! Lady Roe⦠Chloe!â
Gerard called out their names as he walked among the crowd of people who had gathered to watch the street performance. He inadvertently tried to call young Lady Chloe with her surname, but he was wary of the people around him and called her Chloe instead. However, there was no answer to his call.
How long had he looked for them? Gerardâs feet stopped while hurriedly running to find the two young ladies. He sighed softly, relief flooding his veins.
âPhewâ¦â
The lights of the street performance illuminated the face of young Lady Roem. Her cheeks were red. She seemed excited about the delightful thing she was about to see, and her eyes sparkled like those of a child.
âSo, she can make that kind of expression sometimes.â
Gerard felt a different emotion, having always seen Chloeâs serene smile. He strode toward Chloe and Leila, leaving behind his profound feeling.
âSir Blanchett?â
Chloe seemed to sense his presence as she turned around and called Gerardâs name. In her voice was a sense of liveliness that had not yet vanished.
âGerard? Where have you been?â
Leila, who was watching the performance, greeted Gerard and asked.
âIâve just gone for a moment to buy something.â
âYou mustâve gotten lost earlier, right? Anyway, I saved you a seat, so sit here.â
Leila tapped the spot by her side and said. Gerard nodded and handed Chloe the cloth in his arms.
âIf you put this around your waist, the torn part will be covered up.â
âOh⦠thank you.â
Chloe smiled shyly as she accepted the cloth in bewilderment. Gerard turned his head as if he had seen something he wasnât supposed to see.
âOh, youâve got great manners.â
Leila praised Gerard playfully.
ââ¦â
Gerard didnât show much reaction because he felt embarrassed. He just acted as a gentleman, so he couldnât understand why he suddenly felt that way.