CHAPTER 69

"Wow. What is this?"

"Cliff!"

Cliff pretended to be amazed as he entered a room filled with boxes that had not been unpacked. Lizzy, who returned home with a huge pile of gifts today, was staring blankly out of the window without even thinking of unpacking the packages.

"You must be tired."

"I must have overworked myself without realizing it."

Sitting in front of Lizzy, who responds with a smile, and looked at the pile of Killian gift.

"Killian seems to have tried hard to buy your favor today, right?"

"It's not like that. There's only Edith in Killian's mind, so don't get a wrong idea."

"Is that so?"

"Of course! I should have just gone out alone today. I think I've bothered Killian for nothing."

With a tired look on her face, Lizzy turned her head again and looked out the window where darkness fell. Cliff hugged Lizzy from behind and patted her neck with his lips.

"Lizzy."

"Yes, Cliff."

"Do you care about Killian?"

"I always care about Killian and Cliff. Of course, I can't do anything for him, but. . . ."

"You know I'm not saying that. Can't I be your one and only?"

It was a sweet voice, However, Lizzy knew well that there was a desire for monopoly and passion that was trying to suppress it from boiling over.

"What do you mean, Cliff. You know very well that I love you."

"I know. I know that. . . . . "

Cliff's gold eyes became as cold as the moonlight on a winter night.

"I want you to trust me completely and only count on me, Lizzy."

"I'm doing that."

"No. you have a little feeling sorry for Killian right now."

Cliff whispered, and he slightly bit Lizzy earlobe with his lips. Lizzy shrugged her shoulders shyly, but her expression didn't change much.

"What do you mean upset? Why would I. . . . ."

"I mean, Sabina. Aren't you sad that Killian didn't care even after hearing about Sabina?"

Cliff recently brought up the story about a maid, who suddenly told the maids around her that Edith was trying to kill Lizzy.

"Sabina, she said, she really has seen it. She saw it with her own eyes that Miss Edith was poisoning the embroidery thread she gave to Miss Lizzy."

"Why did you talk about that now?"

"That's it, I don't know. Since the maid suddenly disappeared. . . . ."

The maid who came to report Sabina's disappearance said that Edith must be related to that. But before I doubted Edith, Sabina's behavior was strange. She kept her mouth shut when he investigated the inside and outside of the mansion to find the culprit, but when i completely buried the case, she bought up the case again and talked it around. In addition, it was questionable when and where she saw it, how she knew that Edith had applied a poison on it. No, more than that, how she'd knew that the thing Edith was applying was embroidery thread for Lizzy.

"That maid's story really doesn't make sense. Why did she just appear out of nowhere and say. . . . ."

Lizzy pretends to tell Killian about Sabina, but in reality, it's almost impossible for her to do anything without Cliff's knowledge.

"It's not even certain yet. I'm investigating the maids who said they heard about it from Sabina now. . . . . "

Cliff hugged Lizzy, who looked confused, a little more tightly.

"Cliff, i'm really fine with that. I've already said I'd cover it. Of course, we need to find the maid, and I don't want to break Killian's heart by framing Edith as the culprit."

Cliff thought Lizzy was firmly heartbroken by Killian. It wasn't very pleasant to see that Lizzy had little lingering attachments toward Killian, but it would have been more than happy if she could clear her mind through this process.

"By the way, what did Cliff do today?"

Lizzy asked as if changing the topic.

"Did you really wonder what I been doing today?"

"Of course. I kept thinking about you even when I went out. I'd rather go out with you."

"Of course. will I be the same as the thoughtless and uncaring married man?"

Lizzy laughed and shook her shoulders. Cliff kissed her on the shoulder and said.

"I had a tea with my sister-in-law who came in early."

"With Edith?"

Lizzy looked back in surprise. However, Cliff continued to press his smiling lips onto Lizzy shoulder and whispered.

"I want my brother and his wife to be happy, so I told her a few ways to buy Killian's favor. . . . ."

"So what?"

"Well. Whether she tried it or not, that's something I don't know."

It was completely dark outside, Lizzy and Cliff reflected could be seen in the window. Their faces were in shadow, but their eyes glowed as brightly like the reflecting silver candlelight.

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her Killian likes to ride a yacht on the lake and told her Killian like art, but I think she already tried it one."

"Ride yacht on the lake. . . ."

While Lizzy was pondering his words, Cliff quietly added again.

"Lizzy. I am a person who exists only for you. I'll give you whatever you want."

In a meaningful tone,Lizzy looked at Cliff. He still had the same crooked smile on his face. Lizzy searched his eyes, then said.

"Really. . . . .for me?"

"Of course. I always worship you. My spring goddess."

Cliff raised Lizzy's hand and kissed the back of her hand. Lizzy did not avoid Cliff's persistent gaze at her but looked at each other and spoke quietly.

"I love you, Cliff. Please just look at me only."

"More than this? That would be a little dangerous. . . . ."

With a grim smile, Cliff slowly kissed Lizzy on the lips. It was a kiss with unknown passion and meaning.

***

Killian even bought me a present so that i could have a little more hope. It was a very important change for me. He also thinks of me not only when he can see me but also when he can't see me.

'Yeah. I don't think there's anything wrong with following Cliff's advice.'

Killian was trying to find out what I like, so I also have to work hard to do what he likes. I carefully spoke to Killian, who was having dining with me.

"Come to think of it, I haven't even been to Lake Aberton this summer."

"I see. I haven't been there this year either."

"I also wanted to go boating in the lake. . . . . "

As soon as she threw the bait, Killian's eyes flashed. However, Killian, who has a strong tsundere tendency, i will never pass easily from the beginning.

"You say you've never been to the opera, but have you ever been on boating?"

"Yes. I think I've done that a few times."

I replied while searching through Edith's vague memories. She seems to have gone boating a few times with the men who wooed her, but they always drove their boats off into the middle of nowhere and then fondled Edith's thin ankles. Each time, she will give a response with a stern, "No, I don't like being in the boat, I'm scared on a boat." and then Edith would extract the necessary information she needed from them and head back to the dock, after having disappointed her opponent, who was hoping for a hot night, Edith was immediately taken home by the Riegelhoff's knights. As I was recalling those memories, Killian's gaze became cold.

"Well, it's a popular game among lovers people. it's a small place, but for a couple, they can be left alone in a small, limited space."

Ugh, are you jealous again. No, thank you for being jealous, but how can I solve this again. I have to change the topic to ride the yacht together immediately.

"It's not necessarily just for lovers. who doesn't love floating a boat on a lake on a nice day? sure, it was a little scary to ride a small boat, but. . . . ."

"A small boat with a paddle is dangerous. It's easy to lead to an accident. Isn't there an accident of drowning in the lake every year?"

"That's right. That's why I was always nervous."

As the subject of the conversation began to lead to the "boat," Killian's expression became strangely confident.

"I have a yacht, so I've never had an accident like that before."

"Yacht? Do you have a yacht?"

It turns out Cliff wasn't lying when he said Killian like a yacht. Killian's eyes quickly lit up as he explained the specifications of his yacht. When, where, and who made it, how high-quality materials were used, how meticulously it was finished, who rode it, and what kind of praise they received. It was a grand feast, but as I listened to it, I began to get excited little by little.

"Wow. . . . .I really want to ride a yacht like that."

"Well. . . . then. . . . Would you like to go for a ride?"

"Uh? Really?"

Killian pretended not to be bothered and suggested we go on yacht right away. I did my best to show that I was very pleased, and Killian sent a servant to deliver his order to the yacht manager with a satisfied expression.

"I'm going for a ride tomorrow, so tell him to make sure the yacht is well maintained."

"Yes, I understand."

The servant quickly ran to the yacht manager in a quick manner. At first, I just wanted to buy Killian's favor, but when the things went on, my heart pounded. I had never been on a duck boat, let alone a cruise ship on the Han River, in my previous life. I thought I would ride a boat across the Jordan River when I died, but I never thought I would ride a yacht here.