Marigold fell into the Yandere's arms

Chapter 50

"Are the jewels in the two rings connected to each other?"

"Wouldn't that make sense?"

For now, that was the most convincing assumption.

But even if that is true, the question remains.

The jewel in Isabelle's ring broke and lost its strength.

But how did Isabelle's memory hold up?

"I have no idea what it is."

I only untied one strand from the tangled thread, but somehow it felt like it had been twisted into a mess.

"Now stop thinking. This little head is getting hot."

Edwin put his hand on my head as if taking a temperature, and gave me a serious expression.

"I don't have a fever in my head after thinking about it."

I put my hand on my forehead saying it was nonsense, but I felt a low fever unlike usual.

"Huh?"

"Look, am I right?"

"Why don't you trust him?" Edwin said with a sullen expression on his face.

I don't know why I have a fever, but anyway, it was true that I could feel the heat, so I nodded my head without saying a word.

"It was overkill. Our rabbit is weak."

"Huh? Ed?"

Suddenly, my body staggered and reflexively struggled.

For an instant, my vision was turned upside down, and something hard hit my head.

Belatedly, I realized that I was lying on Edwin's lap, and I was bewildered.

"Will you get up?"

Sitting on my lap was embarrassing, but lying on it made my face heat up.

As he raised his upper body to get up, Edwin gently pressed his shoulder and laid him down again.

"You must rest now. What if I fall again? I mean, it doesn't feel good."

Edwin frowned as if he was in a bad mood just thinking about it.

Still, the hand that touched my hair was kind.

Boahani tried to get up, but it didn't seem like it would work, so he sighed and lay still.

"I know my name now."

He had told Edwin most of the visions, but he had not yet told them his name.

"... ... What?"

"Amber. Isabelle... ... So uh... ... That's what her money called it. To the baby in the womb."

Now that Edwin knew about Isabelle's relationship with me, it seemed like she should have called her 'mother'.

But it didn't come out easily. because she's not my mother

After hesitating to finish speaking, Edwin looked at me intently with a bright smile on his face.

'Why, why?'

I only said one name, but why are you sounding the siren with your face?

"Eh, Ed? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm just curious."

"What?"

"I wondered what name Lina would like."

Why are you asking about your preference for names out of nowhere?

Suddenly, a certain assumption flashed through my mind.