Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Women love to tell tales

She wasn't smiling. "You should leave." I feel my smile fade. "Molly, please talk to me. I thought we got to know each other after we talked last time, and now you don't talk to me and ignore me... I don't know what has changed, and I don't understand the relationship between us. What happened to the room?" "It's okay." She suddenly looked very vulnerable, "There is nothing between us, and nothing will happen, Fitz Horse." The name came out of her mouth, and it sounded really uncomfortable. “I thought about it a lot during this time.

If you had been as reckless as you are now a week or a month ago and had come to me with a smile on your face, I knew I would have backed down. She allowed herself a dark, melancholy smile, as if remembering a child who died in a hurry that summer, many years ago. "But you didn't."Your thoughts are correct and practical, and you haven't done anything wrong.But I feel hurt by it.It sounds silly.I told myself that if you loved me as deeply as you said before, nothing would stop you from seeing me.No walls can hold you back, let alone codes of conduct, honor, and etiquette.When you came that night, when we... But things haven't changed.You didn't come back. "

"But it's all for your own good, to protect your reputation..." I explained to her helplessly. "Don't make a sound. I told you it was silly, but feelings don't have to contain wisdom, feelings are feelings. Your love for me is not wise, and neither is my concern for you. I realized later, and at the same time Knowing that reason must win over feeling." She sighed. "When your uncle came to talk to me, it made me very angry. I was so angry. He made me have the courage to defy everything and make me steely to maintain our relationship, but I am not a rock after all. And even if I were as stubborn as a rock, I would be eaten away by ruthless reason."

"My uncle? You mean Prince Regal?" I couldn't believe such a betrayal. She nodded slowly. "He wanted me not to reveal his visit, and said it wouldn't help if you knew. He had to look out for the good of the family, and said I should know. I did, but he really let me know. Very angry, but it also made me gradually discover what was best for me." She paused, then stroked her cheek with her hand, and wept, tears streaming quietly as she opened her mouth to speak. I walked up to her and tentatively pulled her into my arms, and to my surprise she didn't refuse.I held her as carefully as a vulnerable butterfly, and she rested her forehead on my shoulder and spoke to my chest. "In a few months I'll be able to save enough money to be self-reliant again, not to open a shop, but rent somewhere and find a job that will keep me fed, and then I can save to start a shop, that's what I want to do Mrs. Patience is very nice, and Lacey has become my friend, but I don't like being a servant, and I won't continue to be a servant." She stopped, and stood in my arms wearily and slightly trembling , It seems that I don't know what to say anymore.

"What did my uncle say to you?" I asked cautiously. "Oh." She swallowed and moved her head slightly on top of me. I thought she might be wiping tears with my shirt. "Exactly what I expected him to say to me. He was so ruthless the first time he came to me, and I guess he thought I was a...street whore. He warned me sternly that the king would not allow any scandal, and Asked if I was having a baby. I angrily replied that there was no way I could have conceived because we hadn’t…” Molly paused, and I could feel the humiliation she felt when faced with such a question. "Then he told me it was fine, and asked me what I felt I deserved to make up for the deception you'd given me."

The words were like a knife twisting in my gut, and I was getting very angry, but I forced myself to keep silent because I wanted to hear her finish. "I told him I didn't want anything because I lied to myself like you lied to me. Then he wanted to pay me to get away from this place so I wouldn't talk about you or us anymore. " She spoke in pain, her voice became more and more sharp and tense, but she still tried to keep calm and continued. "He gave me enough money to open a candle shop, but I told him angrily that I wouldn't stop loving someone just because I took the money, because if money could make me decide to love someone or not, Then I'm really a whore. Although he was very angry, he left." She suddenly cried tremblingly, and then suppressed herself.I put my hands lightly on her shoulders, feeling the tension there, and stroked her hair, softer and shinier than any horsehair.She stopped talking.

"Regal always wants to hurt people," I heard myself say. "He wants to hurt me by driving you away and shame me by hurting you." I shook my head selfishly, wondering why I was doing that clumsy. "I should have seen it sooner. I just thought he might go around saying bad things about you, or physically hurting you. But, Burrich is right, this man doesn't have an iota of ethics and doesn't follow any rule." "He was cold, but not rude. He said he was just an emissary from the king to prevent scandal, and that the less people knew about it, the better, because he wanted to avoid gossip. .After we talked a few times, he just said he was sorry to see me in trouble, he would tell the king that I didn't do it all, and he even bought my candles, and let other people know that I was selling candles .I believe he was trying to help me, Fizz Steed, and maybe he thinks so too."

Hearing her defend Regal broke my heart more than any of the insults and reprimands she had directed at me.I carefully removed my fingers wrapped around her hair.Regal.In the past few weeks, I have been deliberately avoiding her by going alone, not talking to her or disturbing her in order to avoid scandal, but giving Regal an opportunity.He didn't pursue her, but used his charming demeanor and carefully crafted words to make her forget me, but I couldn't refute him on the spot.He even volunteered to be her partner, and I became a speechless and thoughtless brat, a brainless rascal.I bit my tongue to keep myself from speaking ill of Regal in front of her, because it sounded like a superficial angry kid fighting back against someone who stood in his way.

"Did you mention to Patience or Lacey that Regal came to see you? What did they say?" She shook her head, her hair smelling fragrant from shaking. "He reminded me not to tell anyone. He said 'women are telltale tales', and I know it's true, I shouldn't even tell you. He said that if I made that decision myself, Patience and Lacey would Respect me more, he also said...you won't let me go...if you think it's his decision for me, he also said that you have to believe that it's me who wants to leave you. " "He really knows me," I had to admit to her.

"I shouldn't have told you," she murmured, before stepping back and looking up into my eyes, "I don't know why I should tell you." Her eyes and hair are forest-like in color. "Maybe you don't want me to let you go?" I tried to ask her.