The Maid In The Reverse Harem Game Wants To Quit - Chapter 123
Translator: Nabi
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Chapter 122
After Story — If You Had Loved Me (3)
Otis always had a habit of assuming the worst.
It was a habit that arose from both the inevitable experiences of danger he encountered in his risky endeavors and the not-so-romantic upbringing. After enduring so much disappointment in his childhood, he no longer wanted to obtain unexpected failures from unwarranted expectations.
So, he would assume the worst while creating such scenarios countless times.
Irene getting angry, suggesting a breakup, or even getting slapped were all possibilities in their relationship. Refusing to see his face again and locking the door after declaring she didn’t want to see him anymore was one of the most likely outcomes he could imagine.
Still, Irene’s reactions like that were, in fact, proof of her love.
Regardless of the outcome, Otis had confidence that he could bring Irene back into his life. At least, that was how it was in the worst-case scenarios he had envisioned.
But.
‘…What’s this situation?’
Even if Irene, in her anger, were to slap him, he would have found it delightful. However, this outcome was anything but pleasurable… no, it was quite the opposite. It was undoubtedly a situation engineered to bring tragedy to Irene, so why did he feel so miserable?
That night, Irene came to his room again, as if nothing had happened. Her behavior towards his hadn’t changed in the slightest, as though she hadn’t seen anything.
Something was amiss.
Unable to bear the feeling of chewing on a grain of sand, Otis opened his mouth.
“Are you angry with me, Irene?”
“…Did I act as if I was angry? I wasn’t particularly angry.”
“You saw me with Louise Orpen during the day. I gave her a paper flower, just like I used to give you.”
“I saw. They were very beautiful.”
“That’s not—”
Otis found himself inadvertently raising his voice, but then he stopped speaking. He thought that the anger should be coming from the other side, but somehow, as the conversation went on, he realized that only his side was getting louder.
“…Are you really not acting this way because you’re angry at me?”
“I don’t understand why you keep asking the same thing. Should I be upset?”
Irene, now wearing an expression of genuine confusion, seemed to be trying to figure out why Otis was behaving like this.
At the end of her contemplation, she uttered.
“If you have feelings for Miss Louise, then you don’t need to worry about me anymore.”
It was the worst outcome.
Unable to pinpoint where to start addressing the issue, Otis found himself speechless.
That was the day Otis first realized his tragedy.
‘No matter what happens, I’ll be the one hanging on.’
Irene was emotionless. The unease she felt was a tiny fraction compared to what he felt. Even now, he still found himself occasionally gripped by the impulse to confine her.
Love was an incredulous emotion.
Everyone was subject to change, and he wasn’t the only one who wanted Irene. While staying at the mansion, he often felt Ahibalt’s glances towards him and Irene, and every time, he wanted to beseech Irene to kiss him in front of everyone.
Please, tell me you love me. Tell me you want me, just as much as I long for you.
Am I the only one for you…
‘…Pathetic.’
Love was madness, and Otis, consumed by love, was no different than a lunatic.
If he had been a bit more rational, he would have undoubtedly planned to approach Irene slowly, making her desire him first. However, the whole sequence was twisted, and Otis was already trapped on a path he couldn’t get out of.
Thus, Otis gazed at my emotionless lover in silence.
Her love, no matter what happened, would never match the emotions he had for her. As long as he loved her, he would continue to suffer from an eternal thirst.
In the end, he asked dryly.
“Do you love me, Irene?”
“Of course.”
Irene’s response came softly.
“The Young Master was the only person who has ever seen me as human. Not many people love a fountain pen they use every day. So when you told me you wanted me, I was truly happy.”
She was happy enough to live with that memory for the rest of her life.
“I’ll never let go of the love I have for you first.”
“If such a day ever comes, I’ll shoot myself in the head.”
Watching my lover nonchalantly mutter murderous words, Irene smiled faintly. Despite the fact that her expression wasn’t clear enough to read all the emotions hidden within it, one thing was certain.
It wasn’t a lighthearted depth.
As her arms wrapped around his shoulders, Otis slowly slumped back into his childhood. No matter how bloodstained his hands were, no matter how much love he scoffed at, in front of Irene, he would always revert to the boy in shorts.
The young boy who only wished to be loved, that was all he wanted, and that was who he became in front of Irene.
“I will never try to test your heart again. You’re all I have, Irene.”
“Me too.”
Irene embraced Otis and smiled.
“I love you, forever.”
When Otis slowly opened his eyes, it was morning again. Sunlight was seeping through the curtains that partially covered the window. Everything was the familiar setting of his room, his bed.
Just another ordinary morning.
Though it was a scene without any anomalies, he felt an odd unease.
‘Wasn’t Irene… supposed to be sleeping next to me?’
Otis reached out to touch the empty space beside him. The image of a woman lying on his arm was vivid in his memory, yet the side of the bed remained empty… no, there was no reason for it to be filled in the first place.
He had always used his bedroom alone from his childhood until now.
‘Of course, with Irene…’
Just as he had a fleeting moment of perplexity, a sharp knocking sound echoed on the door.
As the door opened, the person who knocked entered, carrying a tray with teacups. It was the maid with her long, fall-colored hair cascading down.
“You’re up early, Young Master?”
“…I had a strange dream, Irene.”
“A strange dream?”
Irene asked with a puzzled look, placing the tray on the nightstand beside the bed.
“What kind of dream did you have?”
“What kind of dream should I call it…To put it simply, it was a dream where you saw me cheating on you, but you didn’t seem to care.”
“Are you sure you weren’t thinking of cheating?”
“Of course not. You know very well that you’re the only woman for me.”
Irene smiled broadly at Otis’s words.
The two had been together since childhood. Even though it wasn’t clear exactly when it had started, in every moment that he remembered, Irene was there. She accepted him, whose personality wasn’t even remotely good, under any circumstances. To the point that, sometimes, it even felt like his family wasn’t his mother, Henrietta, but Irene.
So, it wouldn’t be so strange that Otis, who had always been thirsty for affection, came to love Irene.
The two naturally developed into lovers after going through a close friend relationship between a master and a maid.
Irene was always devoted to him, and Otis was always confident that nobody could give her affection as intensely as he could.
‘…That’s why the dream is strange.’
A dream where Irene loved him… but he was struggling because her love wasn’t enough. He never imagined or wanted to think of Irene, who didn’t respond even though he seemed to have a suspicious relationship with another woman.
Even though it might seem like he had a suspicious relationship with another woman, Irene had never imagined it or wanted to.
Out of the blue, Otis became curious and asked.
“Irene, have you ever met someone before me?”
“No, Young Master. You’re my first for everything.”
Irene answered with a faint smile.
“And I intend for it to be the same in my next life.”
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Translator’s Note: Hello, it’s Nabi! I’m the translator of this novel ପ( ๑•ᴗ•๑ )ଓ♡ If you like the novel and would like to support me, please feel free to click the button below to go to my kofi~! Thank you so much for always supporting the novels I work on, even if you don’t buy me a coffee, I really do appreciate it a lot. ❤︎
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