âYouâŠâ
Daryl barely managed to open his mouth. Although it was Eleanor who was short of breath, Daryl looked as if he was the one suffocating. He hesitated for a long time after broaching the subject.
ââŠI didnât mean to torment you. I never intended to confront you in the first place. I justâŠâ
âThen you should have done a better job. Why did you get caught? If you were going to deceive me, you should have done it thoroughly so I wouldnât find out at all!â
Eleanorâs accusation caused Darylâs eyes to cloud over.
Honestly, Daryl himself didnât understand why he was caught. He thought he had been thorough enough. In fact, until just recently, there had been no sign that Eleanor suspected anything.
Daryl really wanted to ask her. How did she find out?
Eleanor bit her lip.
âWhy did you gift me that necklace?â
The problem seemed to be that necklace after all.
Given the timing, he could only think that it was because of it. But he couldnât understand why.
He thought it was possible for Eleanor to reject the gift, given her personality. But he couldnât comprehend how she deduced his existence from that gift.
He had thought about it until he came to the Townsend estate, but he couldnât find an answer.
Eleanor was staring straight at Daryl.
âOut of all the gifts, why did you choose an aquamarine necklace, and yet you say you werenât trying to torment me?â
ââŠWhat do you mean by that?â
Daryl asked with a puzzled face. Seeing his expression, Eleanor smirked bitterly.
âYouâre feigning ignorance again. Did you really think I knew nothing?â
âIâm not feigning ignorance. Please believe me. I truly donât understand what you mean by that.â
Eleanorâs face fell into shadow. She closed her eyes in pain and was silent for a moment.
ââŠIt was the necklace you gifted to the opera singer Esmeralda.â
Daryl couldnât believe his ears. He couldnât believe that Esmeraldaâs name had come from Eleanorâs lips.
Daryl had forgotten about that woman for years. If he hadnât gifted the aquamarine necklace to Eleanor, he wouldnât have remembered her again.
âHow did youâŠâ
Daryl stuttered with a cracked voice.
âThat day, I went to wake you up in your office and saw the necklace by chance. There was a birthday greeting card with it, and I mistakenly thoughtâŠmaybe you bought it as a gift for me.â
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Eleanorâs lips.
âItâs ridiculous, isnât it? If I had thought about it a little more, I would have realized that it couldnât be. After all, thereâs no way you would remember my birthday.â
Daryl couldnât say anything, his face pale.
âYou remember, donât you? Three years ago, on June 18th, we attended the imperial banquet at Her Majesty the Empressâs invitation. After the performance, that singer Esmeralda came to greet His Majesty the Emperor and Her Majesty the Empress. Thatâs when I saw the necklace, which I thought was my gift, around the singerâs neck.â
[I am embarrassed to say, but today happens to be my birthday. To present this stage on such a special day and to have received such generous praise from Your Majesty, it seems it will be a truly meaningful birthday.]
âIt was then that I realized. The necklace wasnât bought for me. The aquamarine wasnât chosen to match the color of my eyes. For you, June 18th wasnât my birthday.â
A feeling of numbness washed over me.
His body stiffened so much that he couldnât even move a finger, let alone speak.
At the same time, a devastating realization hit him.
Why Eleanorâs condition suddenly worsened at the concert that day, why she had been rejecting Daryl ever since. It took three years to understand.
But it was a realization that came too late.
âI donât want to blame you for that. I felt the same then, and it goes without saying now. You clearly stated it yourself when we signed the contract, didnât you? That even after marriage, you would meet other women. If there was a mistake, it was mine. For misunderstanding on my own.â
ââŠEleanorâŠâ
His voice was so weary that he couldnât even pronounce her name properly. The last syllable was barely a breathy rasp.
âBut that doesnât mean it was a good memory for me. Since then, I havenât been able to even look at aquamarine jewelry. I couldnât wear the ring my mother passed down to me. The aquamarine ring that matched my fatherâs and my eye color, the one she said was her favorite.â
âHow could you give me an aquamarine necklace as a gift? And as a birthday present, no less. How could you give me the same necklace you gave to that woman three years ago and say it was chosen because it resembled my eyes?â
âNo.â
Daryl mustered all his strength to squeeze out his voice.
âThatâs not it. Itâs a misunderstanding, Eleanor.â
âYou call me that again. Iâm sure I told you that we are no longer on terms to call each other by name.â
ââŠIâm sorryâŠIâm sorry, Miss Townsend. ButâŠit really is a misunderstanding. The necklace from three years ago wasnât bought with that woman in mind either. Even then⊠it was your eyes I had in mind when I bought it.â
Eleanore frowned at the pathetic excuse.
âWhat nonsenseâŠâ
âI swear itâs true. But back then, I thought you wouldnât accept my gift, so I couldnât give it to you. If I had known it was your birthday, I would have definitely given it to you.â
âThen why was the necklace on the neck of the singer Esmeralda?â
Daryl closed his mouth.
âI remember everything clearly. Three years ago, Esmeralda definitely said it was her birthday. She was touching the necklace, clearly looking at you, not His Majesty the Emperor. Besides, you said you didnât even know when my birthday was, right? If it was a gift bought for me, why was there a birthday greeting card with it? It doesnât make sense.â
ââŠThatâs becauseâŠâ
âBecause?â
There was no excuse. No matter what he had thought when he bought it, the fact that he had given the necklace to Esmeralda was undeniable.
Eleanore looked at Daryl and suddenly laughed. It was a bitterly sardonic smile.
âIt seems I am still quite the fool to you, even now. To think that you expect me to believe such an obvious lieâŠâ
âNo, Eleanor. No, Miss Townsend. Itâs not like that at all. IâŠâ
âStop it. I donât want to hear it.â
The coldness in her words left Daryl with no choice but to close his mouth again.
âDonât try to deceive me anymore. Iâm sick of being fooled by you.â
âI suspected that you were behind Mr. Wilson, but deep down, I hoped it wasnât true. I found a lot of comfort in the letters exchanged under Mr. Wilsonâs name. I didnât want to believe that the kindness and affection contained within them were false.â
âIt wasnât false. Believe me, that much is true. Everything was sincere. There wasnât a single sentence written with a false heart. Please, Miss Townsend. I reallyâŠâ
âEven the name written in the letters was a lie, and you say the content wasnât? What about the claim that you were traveling around the country? The claim that you were writing from your travel destinations? You wrote such blatant lies while picking out a necklace for your daughter, and you didnât feel a twinge of conscience?â
â..âŠâ
âHow can you still speak of sincerity now that all the lies have been exposed? How can you ask me to believe you?â
ââŠ..â
Every word from Eleanor pierced Darylâs heart sharply. With his head bowed, this time he truly had no words to say.
Eleanor, with a slight redness around her eyes, glared at Daryl, then closed her eyes. She placed her hand on her chest and took deep breaths for a while.
ââŠI canât stay in Wembury anymore.â
At that, Daryl suddenly lifted his head.
âNo, Miss Townsend. Thereâs no need for you to do that because of me. Youâve said how much you liked living there. Iâll leave. So, Miss Townsend, you should stayâŠâ
âItâs not a problem that can be solved by you leaving. The memories of that place have already been tainted. I wrote about my daily life in Wembury in great detail in those letters. How can I stay there and not be reminded? Reminded of how you deceived me. How you mocked my sincerity.â
ââŠ..â
At this point, their suffering is hard to watch. I hope they can part ways and find some measure of peace.
And she doesn’t even know yet about his father destroying her family! There’s truly no way to make this work.
oh wow mister cheater, you sleeping around with other women even after marriage is not a big deal cause atleast you bought that necklace with your wife in your mind instead of your mistress. once a cheater always a cheater. these type of men tolerable in fiction only
Concordo… uma vez que trai, vai sempre achar que trair nĂŁo Ă© problema desde que nĂŁo seja pego…… atĂ© mesmo agora, duvido que ele nĂŁo fez nada, nem saiu com mulher nenhuma….
Imagine quando ela ficar grĂĄvida e nĂŁo puder fazer, ele vai trair, ou vai forçar ela? Eu nĂŁo confio…. mesmo quando ele ficou atraĂdo por ela na histĂłria, ele escolheu ir atrĂĄs de vĂĄrias mulheres, e foi atrĂĄs da amante Esmeralda…. e se quando fizer sexo com Eleonor ele nĂŁo ficar satisfeito, afinal, depois de sair com vĂĄrias putas o amor recatado dela vai ser o suficiente? Ele vai trair e ainda culpar ela pela traição….
Cara, ele mente, e continua mentindo, como ela vai acreditar quando ele disser a verdade? Digamos, que no futuro eles fiquem juntos, aĂ, um dia ele chega atrasado do trabalho, ou qualquer outra coisa que pareça fora do lugar, mesmo que ele queira fazer uma boa surpresa para ela…. ela sempre vai pensar, ele estĂĄ mentindo, ele estĂĄ com uma amante? Ele estĂĄ me enganando? ….. vai ser um inferno….. Ă© engraçado que agora ele consiga pegurar o pinto dentro das calças….. ou ele ainda sai e faz sexo com mulheres aleatĂłrias? Afinal, ele falou tanto e demonstrou tanto esse apetite sexual…..
At this point, I’m also tired of them being like thisđ„Č just part ways because man, if this is in real life? There is no hope fixing that relationship