CH 42
Regrets Of A Second Male Lead
Chloe and Gerard entered the Roem Gallery, and thankfully, the awkward atmosphere lessened from when they sat across from each other.
âThis must be young Lady Catherineâs unpublished work.â
Gerard stopped in front of a painting. It was a painting of three little girls playing on the grass near a lake.
It was a sunny afternoon, creating a sparkling lake, with a fresh green lawn all around it. Children were frolicking on it.
It was the kind of work that made the viewer feel warm. Each girlâs expression was diverse and vivid, as expected from Catherine, who could paint excellent details.
âIs this you, young Lady?â
Gerard asked whilst pointing to the child wearing a flower crown. The children in Catherineâs painting must have been the three sisters of the Roem family. Chloe Roem was the youngest among them. In the painting, her cheeks were incredibly chubby.
âYes, itâs me.â
Chloe was embarrassed for no reason and answered in a small voice.
âBut, why wasnât this painting published?â
Gerard asked honestly. Frankly, it was the most impressive painting of Catherineâs he had ever seen.
Almost-perfect perspective, ideal representation of the human body, and accuracy. Catherineâs paintings were famous for being more realistic than reality itself. Perhaps, that was the reason her paintings overwhelmed viewers.
However, it was unbelievable that she drew it with so little strength. It was a shock to him.
âMy sister is more strict than anyone else when it comes to her work.â
As Chloe said, Catherine was usually kind and calm, but she was strict when it came to painting. The painting Gerard was looking at was unpublished because it didnât pass Catherineâs standards.
âI see.â
Gerard was able to understand the situation through Chloeâs brief explanation.
Rather, her work looked better when she painted it relaxedly, or was that just his opinion? Too bad.
ââ¦â
Surprisingly, Chloe felt embarrassed when Gerard didnât budge from Catherineâs unpublished work. If it was another painting, she would have let him appreciate it comfortably, but it was a painting she was in. Why was she on edge over a mere painting?
âSir, what about this painting? Itâs my favorite among Amoneâs works.â
Therefore, Chloe tried to avert Gerardâs attention to another painting.
âAs expected, itâs Amone. Itâs intense.â
Fortunately, Gerardâs attention naturally averted to the next painting.
The short and strong touch of brush felt vivid, which was characteristic of Amoneâs work. This also made the painting look incomplete. That was the reason why the established art world didnât acknowledge Amone.
Certainly, placed beside Catherineâs work made it feel like it was being compared. A painting that seemed to come to life because everything was painted to perfection, and a painting that captured moments and animated natural things. They were completely different.
However, that couldnât fairly distinguish which one was superior.
âWhen I look at Amoneâs paintings, I realize again that there are so many different colors in the world.â
Chloe stared at Amoneâs painting with a dreamy look on her face.
His paintings were not common, but when she looked at them, she could feel his deep passion. The passion of a man who had completed his own world. There was nothing that made Chloe excited than that.
ââ¦â
This time, Chloe was enamored with a painting. Gerard didnât want to interrupt her moment of appreciation, so he quietly turned to the painting beside it.
There was an overwhelming number of paintings done by Catherine in the Roemâs gallery, and quite a few of them by some well-known artists. However, there were only one or two paintings of Amone.
From the fact that it was displayed in one corner, it seemed that Amone was not recognized that well by the Roem family. Perhaps, Chloe Roem was the only one who took a liking to Amoneâs paintings.
âThis isâ¦â
Meanwhile, Gerardâs eyes zeroed in on one painting. The painting was neither displayed nor neglected. It was the only one put on the floor.
However, beside the location of the painting, the painting itself was also distinctive. It was a painting of a woman, but it was not a mere portrait.
It was painted in very limited colors. A variety of red, occasionally mixed with orange or black. It expressed the passionate inner side of a woman.
It also described things perfectly despite its limited color. Baby hair behind the ears, wrinkles that appeared because of facial expression, and natural body proportions. Was this⦠painted by Chloe Roem?
âOh! You canât look at that!â
At that moment, Chloe rushed towards Gerard. She hindered his view by slipping between Gerard and the painting.
âWhy is this here? I told them to take it to the warehouse⦠Was there a mistake?â
Chloe quickly turned the picture over. It was embarrassing to show her self-portrait to others.
âIâm sorry. I didnât mean to show you this.â
Chloe said, flustered, which was very unlike her.
âNo, itâs the most impressive work Iâve ever seen.â
Gerard dragged up the corners of his lips.
âYou painted things with colors that were felt rather than the natural colors of things. Itâs even more shocking than Amone.â
â!â
Chloeâs eyes widened. She was amazed and embarrassed because he accurately pointed out what she wanted to express through the painting.
âThank you for showing me a great painting, young Lady.â
This man just realized that she painted this picture, right? So, she thought it was probably a gesture of appreciation.
But maybe⦠he was serious about it?
Chloe felt her stomach churn at Gerardâs tender smile.
***
Leila didnât attend tea time again today.
However, it might be because this situation had been repeated for quite some time, but now, the conversation went on smoothly even if it was just them.
Meanwhile, Gerard was starting to get impatient with Leila, who kept drifting away from him. Furthermore, Leila didnât tell him anything about Frederick anymore after her relationship with him caused conflict.
Frustrated, he thought about young Lady Roem, who had been spending a lot of time with him lately. Leila didnât say anything to him, but it seemed that she consulted with Chloe.
âYoung Lady Roem, I would like to treat you to dinner at Blanchett Mansion today.â
Therefore, Gerard stopped Chloe from returning after having tea time.
âDoes it suit your taste?â
During the meal, Gerard asked while wiping his mouth with a napkin.
âYes, itâs delicious. Thank you for inviting me to dinner.â
Chloe replied while smiling gracefully.
She was a very noble lady. Throughout the meal, Chloe Roem used perfect noble manners. At this point, he was curious about what kind of education the Roem family provided for their children.
âIâm glad youâve enjoyed it. You are a precious guest of mine, so I am treating you with utmost effort.â
Gerard spoke kindly and signaled the servant waiting behind him. He felt that he needed something more to lighten up the mood before they started speaking about his intended topic.
The servant, who had already been instructed, placed a wine that looked luxurious in front of Gerard.
âOn that note, we prepared a wine the Blanchett family is proud of, what do you think?â
Gerard lifted the bottle of wine with an angelic face.
In fact, the wine in the Blanchett territory was famous for its excellent quality. The Blanchett estate, located in the southern part of the Empire, received a lot of sunlight, so the sugar content in grapes was high.
âOh, no thanksâ¦â
It was when Chloe was about to refuse his offer.
âWe prepared a 50-year-old wine particularly for you, young Lady Roem.â
Gerard cut her off, pretending not to hear her protest.
âBut donât tell me that youâre not a heavy drinkerâ¦?â
He asked anxiously while furrowing his eyebrows. It was a provocation disguised as concern.
âIâm not that weak. I can drink a glass or two.â
And Chloe, who was too innocent and young, fell for it.
***
She said she wasnât weak? Gerard had no idea whether to laugh or cry at the situation he had brought upon himself.
Chloe Roem drank just fine at first. He couldnât even start the conversation because she didnât lose her manners even when drinking.
However, on her third glass, Chloe suddenly became intoxicated. She put her elbows on the table and rested her head on them. She seemed to have a hard time managing herself.
He thought she would be fine because her face didnât change at all, but that was not the case. Gerard, who didnât expect she would become this drunk, was bewildered.
However, he had to ask something. Gerard cautiously asked her regarding Leila.
âBy any chance, can you tell me what Leila said about Archduke Anata?â
Chloe raised her head at Gerardâs question. Chloeâs languid gaze met Gerardâs complicated one.
âSheesh, did you invite me to dinner because you wanted to ask this?â
She was being overly honest.