I Picked Up My Father Who Left Home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Picked Up My Father Who Left Home 42

 

 

 

 

 

Jeshuan felt a strange calm.

 

Still, there was a taste of blood in the mouth, and a sensation as if the stomach was flipping, but apart from that, the mind was at ease.

 

Is that because of the warmth of someone he leaning right now.

 

Or is it because of the warmth that Lia brings.

 

Somehow, Jeshuan felt a tingling sensation in the heart.

 

It seemed like a small warmth was circulating in his always chilly fingertips and toes.

 

“How about it?”

 

For a moment, Lia, who was silently guarding the seat, asked with a worried look at Jeshuan.

 

“I’ve gotten much better.”

 

“That’s a relief.”

 

Seeing Lia’s definitely improved complexion from earlier, she felt a little relieved.

 

“Thank you, Shulia.”

 

“I haven’t done anything. I just stayed by your side.”

 

“So, having someone by my side when I’m sick is the first for Shulia.”

 

This was a statement meant to evoke Lia’s sympathy but also sincere at the same time.

 

Jeshuan had always suffered alone until now.

 

He was reluctant to show his painful self to others, partly because he didn’t want to be seen as a monster.

 

Perhaps even if he hadn’t pushed them away, they would have turned away from him first.

 

Afraid of being engulfed in his own outbursts, he probably left himself behind like that.

 

However, Lia’s gaze looking at him contained only pure concern.

 

She willingly stayed by his side and shared her warmth with him.

 

So, even more, he didn’t want to let her go. He wanted her by his side.

 

Therefore, Jeshuan earnestly wished for it.

 

Embraced the wind that he thought he had forgotten, now believed he had completely let go.

 

Only for her, until the end, he hoped she wouldn’t know the secret he had hidden.

 

Jeshuan, who always lived in loneliness and pain, Lia was an irresistibly sweet fruit in itself.

 

“I can’t promise to always be by Jeshuan’s side when you’re in pain. But… if you’re hurting when you’re with me, I’ll stay by your side like this.”

 

“That’s enough.”

 

Even if it’s just that, if there are moments that can take him away from this hellish time that seemed like he couldn’t escape for his entire life.

 

Also, Jeshuan knew.

 

It’s better not to make promises that can’t be kept in the first place.

 

In that sense, Lia’s promise, filled with honesty, was believable.

 

He wanted to believe.

 

“Still… sometimes, a few times, when Jehsuan really needs someone, please tell me. At those times, I’ll just… come as a friend.”

 

“I’m lucky to have met Shulia. Maybe meeting Shulia is the only luck in my life.”

 

It was not a statement made to gain Lia’s favor but a sincere expression.

 

“You’re too kind.”

 

Embarrassed, Jeshuan only responded with a gentle smile to Lia’s awkward words.

 

After that, silence flowed again for a while.

 

Now, with a cautious expression, Lia looked at Jeshuan, indicating that she really had to go back to being a duke.

 

“I think I really have to go now.”

 

“You don’t have to worry. I’m really fine now.”

 

It was just leaning on Lia’s shoulders for a moment.

 

Just that, and the blood that had been endlessly rising until a while ago stopped.

 

The energy that had been roaming around the body also calmed down now.

 

“Then, see you in a week. And… please, until then, stay well and don’t be in pain. May tranquility settle in Jeshuan’s time.”

 

In response to Lia’s farewell, Jeshuan just smiled.

 

Unlike Lia’s wish, he knew his time would never be truly peaceful.

 

Perhaps during the week without her, he would have to endure painful times just like before.

 

However, Jeshuan didn’t bring up such words.

 

Considering his choice to keep her by his side relying on sympathy, it might be better not to hide it, but he didn’t want to burden her with his problems.

 

Even in this moment, she seemed reluctant to move her steps easily, as if she was worried, and that concerned him a bit.

 

Soon after exchanging farewells, Lia left the palace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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When Lia returned to the mansion, the only one to greet her was the butler, Sebain.

 

Contrary to the expected thought that Cassian would also be waiting for her, naturally.

 

Lia felt a strange disappointment? No, regret at this fact.

 

Even though Cassian is not an employer who serves her, there was no reason for him not to come out to welcome her.

 

“It might be better this way.”

 

She had been worried that Cassian might be annoyed by her late return.

 

‘Ah… maybe he’s already annoyed and didn’t come out to greet me.’

 

With a cautious glance, Lia headed towards Cassian’s room, sensing a possibility in her speculation.

 

Anyway, a promise is a promise, and she had to spend time with Cassian, even if it was just the remaining time.

 

Upon arriving at Cassian’s room, Lia knocked and entered.

 

Then she saw Cassian, who seemed to be locked in deep thought with a serious expression.

 

“Khal?”

 

“…. Oh, you’re here.”

 

Perhaps he was so engrossed in something else that he noticed her presence late, unlike usual.

 

He had been concentrating on something else to the extent that he couldn’t be bothered with Lia.

 

“Your expression is serious. Is something wrong?”

 

“It’s nothing.”

 

Indeed, there was nothing wrong.

 

He was just a little surprised to learn an unexpected fact.

 

He had been so absorbed in that thought that he didn’t pay attention to Lia’s late return.

 

Fortunately, it was nothing serious.

 

If Cassian hadn’t been preoccupied with other thoughts, he would have probably gone directly to the palace to find Lia, who was returning late.

 

“If Khal is like that, then maybe.”

 

Even though he didn’t look fine at all, Lia chose to let it go.

 

Lia had no right to interfere in Cassian’s personal matters.

 

Despite these thoughts, she couldn’t help but feel concerned.

 

If he was so preoccupied to the extent of being absent-minded, it seemed like it wasn’t a trivial matter.

 

“But… you’re late.”

 

Cassian, who raised his head to glance outside the window, frowned at the darkening sky.

 

“There’s a reason for that…”

 

In response to Lia’s words, spoken as if testing the waters, Cassian made a somewhat puzzled expression.

 

“As expected, it won’t work. Let’s just get rid of that reason.”

 

Cassian, who was a bit annoyed at Lia’s attempts to quickly brush off the matter with the excuse of a reason, said coldly.

 

Faced with Cassian’s demeanor, which seemed ready to storm into the palace and take immediate action, Lia hurriedly stopped him.

 

“There really was an unavoidable reason!”

 

“Why, did that guy pretend to be sick? Act weak without answering?”

 

“How… did you know?”

 

Lia showed a slightly surprised expression at the precise accusation.

 

“It’s an obvious trick.”

 

Despite making nonsensical remarks about weakness, it seemed he liked her for some reason, maybe because of that, and Cassian spoke coolly.

 

And particularly since he chose to use such an excuse, it seemed he knew that Lia might have a soft spot.

 

So, seeing the sinister little emperor acting like he was in pain while holding onto Lia, it was an easily anticipated event.

 

“It wasn’t a trick; he really looked like he’s were in pain. It wasn’t acting.”

 

“How can you be sure?”

 

The little emperor had an excellent talent for hiding or deceiving his emotions.

 

So, pretending to be in pain was as easy for him as breathing.

 

“That’s…”

 

Unable to speak about Jeshuan’s condition seen today, Lia faltered in her words.

 

“Why, did you vomit blood too?”

 

At Cassian’s words, Lia widened her eyes, as if to ask how he could know.

 

Seeing Lia’s reaction, Cassian realized that his casually spoken words were indeed true.

 

“…. Anyway, that’s why I couldn’t just come.”

 

Cassian already seemed to know everything, but still, Lia mumbled in a way that left room for ambiguity.

 

“…. Vomiting blood, huh.”

 

Why make such a fuss over just vomiting blood?

 

Above all, the little emperor vomiting blood wasn’t such a serious matter.

 

It was merely a process for the tangled energy to find its place.

 

So, if he only vomited blood, it was actually a positive sign.

 

At least there wouldn’t be an outburst.

 

It meant there was enough mental flexibility to prevent it.

 

“What? Khal?”

 

Unable to hear Cassian’s words properly due to his small muttering, Lia asked again.

 

“Didn’t know the angel baby’s taste was a man vomiting blood.”

 

“Why would it be interpreted that way?”

 

Lia was perplexed.

 

She had just explained why her return was delayed, not expressing any preference for such things.

 

It was a story that was very far from her taste.

 

“So just bear with it from now on. He haven’t vomited blood so far, but he wouldn’t mind doing that much for the angel baby.”

 

“The prince says he’s just physically weak.”

 

As Cassian’s words sounded as if Jeshuan deliberately vomited blood, Lia spoke to support Jeshuan.

 

Even if that wasn’t the case, it was also a precautionary statement to stop Cassian, who might intentionally hurt himself to vomit blood due to his personality.

 

“I’m weak too.”

 

If even the little emperor admits to being weak, then he was included in the statement of weakness.

 

Cassian confidently stated, as if to say he couldn’t lose to the little emperor’s baby.

 

“Doesn’t seem like it at all.”

 

“Because I don’t vomit blood?”

 

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

 

Wondering why every conversation ends up there, Lia showed a slightly frustrated expression.

 

“Well, there’s nothing to be done about it.”

 

With these words, Cassian fell into thought for a moment.

 

He was contemplating how to make himself vomit blood.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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