Richard’s sudden noise startled me as I waited for him to finish his meal quietly.
“…I guess you haven’t slept yet?”
“Is that so?”
He didn’t seem to care much about the topic that came up first.
What are you thinking, huh?
“Then I must have been mistaken.”
“What…”
“I could smell the maid’s scent somewhere.”
“….”
I was curious as to how he knew, but was that all?
To be honest, I didn’t believe half of what Richard said that he could smell, but when it got to this point, I had no choice but to believe it.
“Is it a mistake?”
He murmured slowly, but his blue eyes were on me.
As if he knows it.
‘But you knew it was me and you didn’t tell Philip?’
Philip seemed to have no idea.
Why is he pretending not to know??
I looked at Richard’s face. As expected, would it be better to talk?
Because he could be dangerous.
“…You be careful.”
Yurtha’s note had something really terrible written on it.
It was stupid to tell Richard that I was there last night, but I couldn’t pretend I didn’t know.
“What do you mean be careful. Are you worried about me?”
“…Yes.”
When I answered gently, Richard widened his eyes as if surprised.
He seemed quite surprised.
“Aren’t you worried?”
“Then can I also worry about the maid?”
“All of sudden?”
It’s so out of the blue.
“I’m worried about you, maid.”
