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      by Cherry He still recalled it vividly. In that cold winter, the helpless feeling of a father, who had to let go of his hand and could only watch the disease of the young deepening. As the cold in the North intensified, Baby's breathing slowed down. ‘Baby….’ Then, it became increasingly difficult to control his hands and feet, and in the end, he lost his consciousness. Later, it was rare for him to have the time when he came to his senses altogether. Tightly. Recalling the nightmare-like…
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      by Cherry ‘Is she saying that she wants the Duke’s Castle?’ He reviewed what he had heard so that it would make sense. The Main Castle is inherited by a person who becomes the lord of the family. It was more understandable if Baby wanted to have it and was begging for it. “Uhm, it's alright even if it's not a nice room like now. It's alright even if it’s on a lower floor or in a corner!” However, it wasn’t. “Really! Or even if it's underground without windows, it’s alright!” So…
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      by Cherry “But I’m really fine! It's a decent dish. You've tried it before, right?” “Yeah.” “Then, then you knew that even after eating it, nothing happened to our body—” Flinch. Beatty closed her mouth, as she was surprised by the Duke's gaze who was looking back at her. The eyes that looked like something were boiling. Even before she could figure out what the feeling of boiling like lava was, the golden eyes quickly swallowed its passion. “For me, surely it has no after…
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      by Cherry “You?” As if it was unexpected, the Duke’s eyes became round. Beatty looked at the Duke and climbed down from the sofa which was tailored to an adult height. Rustle. Separately, she took out the object she had asked Johanna, and Beatty straightened up her shoulders and proudly placed it in front of the Duke. “A flowerpot?” Facing the object which was on the table, the Duke’s voice sounded puzzled. A flowerpot with green leaves and white flowers blooming lightly. ‘Well,…
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      by Cherry “Good morning, My Lord.” “....” The Duke glanced at Beatty, who greeted brightly. “My Lord?” Did she make a mistake because she didn't know the etiquette? Beatty was nervous and noticed. “...Aide.” The Duke turned a blind eye to Beatty, who called him ‘My Lord’, and called the aide who was standing next to him instead. “Yes, Your Excellency.” “You must’ve already prepared what I said yesterday, right?” “Ah, ‘that’? Of course. Should I bring it…
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      by Cherry Thump. Thump.  Her heart beat hard. ‘...I expected this.’ Beatty couldn't understand herself, why she was so shocked all of a sudden. ‘It’s because I've been seeing strange things over and over again all these time.’ It was because she was so used to the Duke’s Castle people who treated her kindly. ‘But that’s something unusual.’ Glance. Looked up, her father's eyes were too cold to be called looking at his only daughter. ‘This is a given.’ The cold…
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      by Cherry “I’m telling the truth, Young Master. The Young Miss’ body… isn’t it different from the Young Master’s?” The sweating family doctor explained to the Young Master, who was asking for the truth and telling him to not lie as he was staring at him. “...Then, it’s really like that.” “Yes.” “You said that she caught a fever because of the rain?” “Yes!” Carl was shocked. To think that she was sick. In fact, that alone is surprising for Carl, who has never…
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      by Cherry “What? Why would I?” Beatty asked back in surprise. “Ah, hahaha. You’re right.” Beatty looked strangely at the boy, who first threw random words and was calmly smiling, and then she focused again on trimming the Tuberosum that was in her hand. “... Right, ‘you’ have no reason to do that.” The boy muttered in a voice that couldn’t be heard by such a girl. Rustle. After she finished trimming, Beatty raised her head. ‘Take out the stems separately and…. Ah! I…
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