Chapter 92

When Mr. received the letter from Ragnar, he handed it over to me just as it was.

“What is it?”

“I thought you might want to read it.”

“Just to be clear, this letter was sent to you, not me, right?”

Besides, even without reading it, I can guess what it says. I understand what my family—my father—would think, after all.

Mr. probably knows that too.

That’s why, with a seemingly bothered look, Mr. took out the contents and started reading.

“As expected.”

“Of course.”

Sitting in front of us, Miss Rosalind said, looking troubled.

“Excuse me, but could you two not understand each other for a moment? I think it’s wonderful that you two get along, but—”

“N-no, we’re not that close—!”

Before I could hurriedly deny it, Michelle interrupted with a seemingly amused voice.

“Yeah, I know that Reisha can be a bit complicated, but let’s put that aside for now. Could you explain this to us? After all, I only know a little about Reisha’s family.”

“I don’t know anything at all.”

“Oh, me neither. I’m sorry, but I only know that it’s a rural territory.”

Miss Rosalind, that’s true, but there’s a daughter of the former lord right in front of you. It’s a fact, but it might hurt someone, right? I don’t mind, though.

But how should I explain it? If I explain it myself, it might sound like I’m boasting or seeking sympathy.

Hmm, as I was pondering, Mr. succinctly explained the situation to those who didn’t understand, including the circumstances of our marriage.

“So, Reisha and Ragnar managed the territory, but after they left, the management quickly deteriorated to the current state?”

“That’s right.”

Michelle summarized it briefly, and her smile deepened as she met my gaze.

“Reisha, your family must have been struggling... But for Claude to notice you despite your neglect, it’s like a novel.”

“No, Miss Rosalind... I wasn’t noticed. It was just convenient...”

“Oh! Just convenient? That’s not true. Claude could have chosen someone with better conditions. He chose you because he must have had feelings for you.”

“A marriage without some affection is impossible. It’s a lifetime commitment.”

Mr., that’s true, but the affection you’re talking about is the human kind, right? I understand that the meaning has changed a bit now, but please don’t explain it in a way that could cause misunderstandings... And we’re getting off topic!

“Ahem! Let’s get back to the topic, shall we!”

“Oh, I’d love to hear more about how you two met.”

“No, that’s not appropriate! We were supposed to talk about my family. Well, to put it simply, what Michelle summarized is mostly correct. I didn’t know it was on the verge of bankruptcy; I thought it was more gradual...”

That’s what I really thought.

Besides, I sent Lockdel, so I assumed things would be somewhat manageable.

“Do you want to hear the contents of the letter?”

“Even without hearing it, I think everyone can guess.”

I shrugged and recounted the contents of the letter. As expected, everyone had a "I knew it" look on their faces.

“Within expectations, right?”

Mr. handed the letter back to Ragnar and ordered him to dispose of it.

“Sure, but what do you plan to do about it, Mr.?”

“That’s what I’m asking. It depends on what Reisha wants.”

I thought he would leave it all to me, but it seems he won’t. It really does depend on my decision.

But there’s only one answer for me.

“Ignore it.”

I don’t understand why I should help now.

They abandoned me, so it’s a mistake to rely on me. My father probably wants to rely on Mr. instead, but it’s the same thing.

Even if I’m called heartless, I don’t feel obligated to help them.

The people of the territory don’t even know me well. They spread rumors about me being a wicked woman. Well, that was due to my stepmother and half-sister.

Thinking about it, the people of the territory could be considered victims too... but...

“You don’t need to feel guilty. You are now part of the Lindbergh family. Considering how you were treated by your family, it’s understandable if you abandon them.”

“I don’t regret abandoning them...”

Leaving the Verdigo family, saying I have no regrets would be a lie. That land has been protected by my bloodline for generations.

It’s a remote northern land with no special products, but I guarded it despite the stress and overwork because I didn’t want to lose it. However, that feeling has faded.

Actually, while listening to this, I wondered what Ragnar, who has more memories of that land than I do, thought.

“I’m more curious about what Ragnar thinks.”

I imagine that if I abandon it, he will sell the territory. That’s the only thing that can be sold, and I know that best.

There’s a possibility that the land will fall into the hands of others, but can Ragnar accept that?

“I am already part of the Lindbergh family. Even if the land falls into the hands of others, I have no feelings about it.”

Ragnar is good at hiding his emotions, making it difficult to tell if he’s lying. I’m unsure whether to believe his words.

“Then, we have a conclusion. No assistance, right?”

Mr. asked me for confirmation, and I nodded in response.

“Is there anything else to report?”

“Nothing in particular.”

With that, Ragnar’s response ended the discussion.

Mr. told me to rest, and I crawled into bed, feeling somewhat uneasy.

I don’t need to care. After all, everyone in the Verdigo family wanted me to leave.

That’s why I married Mr. and left the Verdigo family.

I think it’s mutual.

While lying in bed, I thought I didn’t want to be involved anymore and rolled around.

I couldn’t fall asleep right away, but my body was tired, and I eventually dozed off, my eyelids growing heavy.

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