Daddy, I Don’t Want to Marry!

Merilyn continued to look at me with a worried expression. Its a wonderful day, my lady. How about taking a walk? she asked.

I once again didnt understand why she would suggest this. If this were any other day, I would have joyfully agreed, but I couldnt because of the man hiding in my closet.I dont have a choice but to lie to her,I decided.

No, Im not feeling well today. I looked down. This wasnt completely a lie, as I felt a little sick from the cold air last night. My body was also sore from my fathers disciple pinning me down to the ground this morning.

Really? Whats wrong? Merilyn asked.

Oh, Im just feeling a bit under the weather today, I reassured her. I deliberately vaguely explained my symptoms, just so I could have an excuse not to go outside, but Merilyn wasnt letting it slide.

Shall I bring Dr. Allen?

No, you dont have to do that, I said.

She shook her head with a serious expression and said, Even the small things should not be overlooked. You are the only heir to the Floyen family.

Its really not a big deal though.

Merilyn looked dissatisfied. You must remember that youre the only one who can lead the family during masters absence, my lady.

I inhaled sharply at her burdensome words.But I have no intention of leading the family

Merilyn sighed. As I thought, I cant just let this slide. I will call Dr. Allen, she decided.

A thought suddenly occurred to me. Even if my image was ruined even further, I had no choice but to use this excuse. Its really not a big deal. Its actually because I fell down from my bed.

Merilyn widened her eyes. From your bed? She was probably surprised because this never happened to me before.

Yes, it doesnt hurt that much because I fell on the carpet but my back aches a little. I thought this was a pretty good excuse, considering that I had indeed fallen on the carpet, although it was because my fathers disciple had pinned me to the ground.

Oh, then I will just bring some medicine for muscle pain, Merilyn said.

I nodded, then wondered what time it was.Im hungry.The clock indicated that it was just before 11am, which was too late for breakfast but too early for lunch. If there wasnt someone inside my closet, I wouldve gone downstairs and wolfed down a filling brunch.

Merilyn, could you bring some sandwiches as well? More than usual please.

Of course, my lady. Is there anything else that you need?

I didnt sleep much because I was reading late into the night. Im feeling a little cranky, so please dont enter my room without permission, I added. It was actually my fathers disciple who was feeling cranky, but this request probably wasnt strange, considering Jubelians past personality.

I will do as directed.

As soon as Merilyn left, I hurriedly went to my closet. When I had pushed the man inside, it didnt occur to me that some of my dresses were made of fabrics that wrinkle easily.

I hope he didnt move around too much,I thought as I opened the door. I observed my clothes first and thankfully saw that they were fine. Then I saw my fathers disciple crouching in an uncomfortable posture.Im rather proud of him,I thought.

Can I go out now? he asked bluntly.

No, I asked my maid for something, so you will have to wait a little while longer.

The mans expression twisted with dissatisfaction. How annoying, he spat. He was handsome even when he frowned.

Well, that doesnt mean I have feelings for him.Although I occasionally admired his appearance, it didnt hold any deeper meaning than that. It was akin to how an art enthusiast would admire a work of art.

More than anything else, I refuse to get involved with people who only look good on the outside,I reminded myself.

What are you looking at? It seemed like his natural way of speaking meant being disrespectful and impolite. Because I was a noble lady, this was enough to press charges, but I had given up on teaching him manners since last night.

Im not even angry at him anymore, not when he acts like a wild animal. Plus, its a waste of time to pick a fight when he will only be staying here for a little while.I shouldnt have to exhaust my emotions on immature people. With this in mind, I asked him something that I had been curious about.

How long do you plan on staying here? Although I was doing him a favor, I couldnt keep him here forever. I would make a decision on how to proceed based on what he planned to do. But instead of answering me, the man wore a surprised expression.

I hope he doesnt plan to stay until my father returns, although I dont know when that will be eitherMy thoughts were becoming more complicated until he finally answered me.

I intend to leave today. His voice held a little hesitation. His expression wasnt so good either, which made me feel sorry.

Did it sound like I was trying to kick him out?

Out of concern, I asked, Do you have a place to go?

He coldly stared at me and said, Does it look like I dont have a place to go? It was natural for people to get upset over a sensitive topic. Well, there was no reason for him to come here in the first place if he had a place to go, and he wouldnt have worn such simple clothes.

Its okay to be honest with me, I said with a sigh.

He frowned.