Chapter: 142

The sunset shined on Astelle’s head sitting on the grass with her knees bent.

A white nape is visible under the lifted head.

Her shoulders and back had graceful lines as before, but she looked much thinner and weaker than at that time.

Astelle was prying the herbs without hesitation with her hands as delicate as willow branches.

She was the fiancee of the former Crown Prince, and she was the highest noble’s daughter in the empire.

Far from plowing and growing medicinal herbs, she never even took care of the flowers in the garden.

It was surprising that Astelle touched the soil casually and picked out herbs, and it was so pathetic.

He knew she had lived a hard life, but it was a moment to see with his own eyes how miserable Astelle’s life was.

Kaizen regretted that after the divorce, he was indifferent to Astelle.

He should have given her money, estate, and her grandfather’s pension.

He was determined to give his grandfather, the Marquis, a new mansion if Astelle still insisted that she would receive nothing from him.

If so, she would have lived with fewer troubles.

Looking back on the old memories, Astelle gave all her devotion to him as his fiancee.

She always tried to right by his side and even saved him and hurting her fingers.

Even if it was a loveless engagement, Astelle has put a lot of effort into it.

But, there was no point in regretting it now.

Sitting with her knees bent and digging for herbs, Astelle turned her head to the sound of the heavy steps behind her.

Kaizen, who had been a few steps away, came close to her.

Astelle was surprised and raised her body.

“Your Majesty……?”

It was Kaizen’s red eyes that caught Astelle’s first gaze.

The eyes with a dark red color like blood.

His red eyes, always filled with arrogant.

Suddenly, Kaizen took off his coat and put it over Astelle’s shoulder.

His long black coat covered her skinny shoulders and stretched to her ankles.