☾ forty - three ☾

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Are you really going to excommunicate your only student?

I was astonished at my father's shocking remarks.

I didn't think you'd end things with the disciple you care so much about because of me.

"That's what I wanted."

Max seemed indifferent to the whole situation.

As if he had already predicted my father's reaction.

Watching the confrontation between the two, I was confused.

'No, why are you two fighting all of a sudden?'

Moreover, I was confused because I didn't expect such a development.

Then, Max stared at me. "Let's go, Juvellian."

He seemed to be absorbed in his method acting.

I realized what he was doing now as I watched the entrance getting closer.

'Yes, this is a situation where you escape with the one you love, right?'

Escaping with the one you love is good, but the problem is that the man who is fleeing with me now is a homeless person with no money.

Originally, only I intended to show my father that I'm dating him, so that he would give up on the idea of marrying me to the Crown Prince.

But now that my father has shown such refusal, I have decided to admit that my plans have gone wrong.

'You have to stop me.'

I once thought of running away, but that was only something I would do during a worst case scenario.

My goal is to inherit my father's fortune and become a rich unemployed woman.

Furthermore, if I leave like this, I won't be able to bring any of my valuables, and my father will catch me sooner.

I was trying to stop Max, "Wait, I..."

"Stop."

I was stunned by the cold voice that came out as a warning.

'Oh, you must be angry.'

The cold voice came out of my father again.

"I said stop."

I had a hunch. If we don't stop right now, the consequences would be hard to deal with.

"Max, please, wait a minute..."

As soon as I was about to stop Max, his lips moved first.

"Don't order me."

The cold voice from Max hardened my face.

No matter how bad our relationship is, he was my father.

I won't feel good to see someone being rude to him.

I turned to Max and felt resentful, looking into the frozen eyes of my father ex-apprentice.

'You'll be in big trouble.'

My father clenched his fist as he watched Max.

"Father!"

Then the angry eyes, which were looking at Max, turned toward me.

"I'll take care of it."

'Please trust me this time.'

I couldn't say anything because I was being carried by Max, but I stared at my father with earnest eyes and after a sigh he let us pass.

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