Obsessed with Regressors

A secret? Lauren looked puzzled at Eugenie’s words. What secret? As she leaned in, Eugenie whispered as if she were really telling her secret.

 

“I didn’t know Count Burns would court me.”

 

“Uh, really?”

 

She followed around like that so she could be noticed? In fact, there are rumors like that. It is said that Lady Biscon broke off the engagement with Lord Rencid because she had a stronghold called the Count Burns. Of course, more people know that’s not true. However, rumors were sometimes absurd.

 

“Hmm. I broke off my engagement, prepared to live alone for the rest of my life.”

 

Eugenie smiled bitterly as she said that. She feels sorry for Oliver. For a noblewoman to live without marriage ultimately means relying on her brother. Oliver would also have had to take care of Eugenie within the finances of the Viscon family, which was not very wealthy. Of course, Eugenie would have been satisfied with just giving her one room, but there was no way Oliver, who valued her pride, would leave her sister like that. He would probably try to buy you a new dress at least once a year. That was the reason why most noble families married off their daughters as quickly as possible. It is burdensome as the money costs increase over time.

 

“I am…”

 

After hearing Eugenie’s story, Lauren looked down at the teacup and opened her mouth.

 

“I don’t want to get married.”

 

That was the promise she made when she first had her dream. That she wouldn’t get married. Eugenie’s eyes widened at Lauren’s words.

 

“I also decided to break off my engagement with Awning and even thought about entering a monastery if I had the chance.”

 

Of course, it was a last resort. If she couldn’t find a proper husband, she was planning to enter a monastery as a last resort. She would have to lead a celibate life as everyone shunned her, but Eugenie thought she wouldn’t be bad. Because she lived a regular life, ate frugally, and dressed frugally.

 

“No. I’m not going to the monastery.”

 

Lauren said, shaking her head at Eugenie’s words. You have to go to bed early in the evening and wake up at dawn. Still, those who came in with donations will be okay, but people like Lauren will have to do some labor as well. Labor was okay. You must eat frugally and wear clothes made of neutral, rough fabrics. ‘Ugh.’ Lauren shook her head as she remembered the clothes made of gray, rough fabric. She doesn’t want to wear those clothes. It’s so terrible.

 

“You said you’re not getting married?”

 

So what was she going to do? In response to Eugenie’s question, Lauren shrugged her shoulders and said,

 

“That’s why I decided to open a costume room. I want to make a living with the money I earn.”

 

What? Eugenie’s eyes widened. But she was barely able to avoid asking what she was talking about.

 

“Oh.”

 

She get it. Eugenie let out a moan without realizing it. She now completely understood why Lauren said she would do the wardrobe. She knew that the reason she insisted on opening her dressing room was because she wanted to make sure her dream was not a precognitive dream. She knew that she wanted to make sure that her choice was not wrong. Of course, that was also true. But her reason was more fundamental than that. If a woman did not have her family to rely on, she would not marry and she would not enter a monastery, she would have to earn money on her own.

 

“Lady Biscon, if that’s why you want to sever ties with me…”

 

Eugenie’s title, as Lauren called her again, was Lady Biscon. Nobles did not work. That means she may have a dressing room, but she doesn’t run it herself. Cutting and sewing was even more impossible. If an aristocrat worked, no one in aristocratic society would associate with him.

 

“Eugenie.”

 

Eugenie quickly corrected Lauren. In the past, more poor noble women than expected became tutors. She was told that one of Eugenie’s teachers was also of noble birth.

 

“She’s not thinking of becoming a tutor, is she?”

 

Lauren laughed at Eugenie’s cautious question.

 

“I’m not that smart.”

 

For her to become a tutor, she must have enough knowledge to teach others. But Lauren neglected her academy studies, and that was one of the many things she regretted now.

 

“I think you’re smart. Knowledge is a different matter.”

 

Eugenie said this not to comfort Lauren, but because she truly thought so. Not many people at Lauren’s age can already think about their future so accurately. She thought for a moment about what she was like when she was Lauren’s age. She didn’t seem to think anything of it. Then and now, Eugenie preferred to stay in her study and read her books rather than worry about her own future.

 

“OK got it.”

 

Eugenie let out her sigh and then she spoke again. Meanwhile, Lauren was wondering if Eugenie was sincere when she said she was clever.

 

“I want to work without getting married.”

 

“Who?”

 

At that time, someone’s voice came through the open door. It’s mom! Eugenie and Lauren turned around in surprise and saw Julia’s face through the crack in the door.

 

“Who wants to work without getting married?”

 

Julia came into her drawing room, asking with a curious expression. Come to think of it, she said she would visit today too. Eugenie remembered telling her governess that when Julia came, she would be escorted to her immediately, and she looked troubled. At the time, she thought Lauren and Julia were coming together.

 

“Me.”

 

Fortunately, Lauren had no intention of making Julia her secret. She saw Eugenie’s troubled face and quickly spoke to Julia.

 

“You? Working without getting married?”

 

Julia also had the same reaction as Eugenie. If you work without getting married, do you plan on becoming a working class person? Lauren said she knew Julia would do that.

 

“Huh. Because I don’t want to get married and I don’t want to enter a monastery.”

 

Julia’s eyes turned to Eugenie. Eugenie let out a sigh as her gaze told her to stop. She did not know. Lauren’s words may seem nonsensical, but they make sense. Isn’t that right? If she doesn’t want to get married and she doesn’t want to go to a monastery, she has no choice but to work.

 

“So, what did you decide to do?”

 

That afternoon, Elliot, who was walking in the park with Eugenie, listened to her story with interest, and then she asked: Eugenie shrugged her shoulders and said that her story was very interesting.

 

“For now, I decided to continue attending the academy.”

 

It was the origin. Elliot thought so, but she didn’t say it out loud. But when she saw his expression, Eugenie frowned at her, and she added,

 

“It means there has been no conclusion.”

 

“It’s difficult to come to a conclusion.”

 

It is difficult for her to willingly support the fact that she does not want to get married. Because she knew what life was like for an unmarried woman. Eugenie let out her sigh. Then she looked up at Elliot and she asked.

 

“Wouldn’t it be better for me to carry the parasol?”

 

All other walking couples are held by women. It’s natural because it’s for women. But Elliot shrugged her shoulders and said,

 

“I feel like my eyes will get stabbed if you lift them.”

 

That’s right. Eugenie said with an apologetic expression.

 

“Then it’s better not to use both…”

 

“The sun is hot, isn’t it? It will hurt if you ride it.”

 

How do you know? Every summer, she would suffer from burning in areas that were not properly protected from the sun. This also seems to be information learned from her dream. Eugenie let out a small sigh of her own. She felt it was a bit unfair. He knows her so well, but she doesn’t know her Elliot.

 

“Why are you doing that?”

 

As always, Elliot quickly responded to Eugenie’s small sigh. She was about to say it wasn’t fair. If she says that’s unfair, it feels like she’s acknowledging Elliot and Lauren’s dream as the real future.

 

“I don’t think being tall is such a good thing.”

 

Standing side by side, Elliot is about two heads taller than Eugenie. It’s not very pleasant to be worried that her parasol or umbrella will pierce his handsome face. But she wasn’t Elliot. He looked down at Eugenie’s face and grinned.

 

“Is that so? I think it’s pretty good.”

 

“Which part?”

 

“The part about being able to hold your parasol.”

 

A smile appeared on Eugenie’s face.

 

“Thank you for saying that.”

 

“I’m serious.”

 

Eugenie burst out laughing because her expression seemed so sincere. She laughed out loud and then quickly covered her mouth, conscious of people’s gaze. Then she changed the subject and said,

 

“Anyway, I’ve been thinking about how I can help Lauren.”

 

“Are you not planning on persuading me to get married?”

 

Of course. Eugenie nodded her head with a frown on her face. She says she hates herself, so what can she do? Of course she has no intention of asking him to enter the monastery.

 

“Lauren thought she didn’t have an eye for people.”

 

“I think that’s true.”

 

‘Oh, really.’ Eugenie’s hand lightly hit Elliot’s forearm. Her touch was so light that she didn’t even feel it, let alone hurt, but he deliberately pretended to be in pain. Then, as if she felt sorry, Eugenie lightly brushed his forearm and said,

 

“Lauren wants to develop her eye for people, so I thought it would be great if I could help her do that.”

 

“How can you help me with that?”

 

Elliot asked with a satisfied expression, as it felt good to have her slender fingers brushing against her forearm. It was sad when Eugenie stopped stroking.

 

“I told you before that I would lend you your boat.”

 

Soon, the title “you” that came out of Eugenie’s mouth made Elliot feel even better. He nodded, thinking that the next thing that would come out of Eugenie’s mouth would be a request for her heart to be ripped out, which she would gladly give it.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Can I sign a formal contract and use that?”

 

“I will hand over the ownership.”

 

“No, that’s not it.”

 

Handing over the ownership. Eugenie stopped in her tracks in embarrassment. And she said with a serious expression.

 

“I’m thinking of making some money with that.”

 

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