It was raining, and the roses in the garden were withering.

"Ma'am, how are you feeling these days?"

The Earl, as usual, brought a specially prepared lunch to Madame at noon.

"I don't have much appetite, I don't really want to eat." Madame sat on the bed, glanced at the food on the plate, and couldn't help but guess that there might be some kind of spiritualist medicine in it, and felt nauseous for a while.

"Eat as much as you want." The Count's tone concealed unspeakable guilt.

The lady took a knife and fork and cut off a small piece of beef and put it in her mouth.

"Why is my lord so attentive to me?" She lowered her eyes, mixed feelings.

"Because you're my wife......"

"To whom do you say this? Is it Chelsea or Atheni? She asked.

"You...... Sure enough, they all know......" The Count closed his eyes and smiled with relief.

Madame smiled lightly, "I originally wanted to pretend that I didn't know anything first, but I found that I couldn't pretend in front of you. She put down her knife and fork and collapsed on the cushion of the bed, her head tilted to one side.

"Take all of these, I don't want to eat them."

The Count took the food aside and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

"Tell me, how many people have you killed to resurrect me?" Madame turned her head sideways and wept, unwilling to look at the Count.

"A lot of people, I don't want to hurt people, I just started experimenting with dead people, but the experiment failed......"

"So you chose to use a living person?" Madame raised her voice, turned her head, and glared at each other

The Count lowered his head and whispered, "Yes." ”

"Are you crazy?"

"Well, I've been crazy for a long time, and after you left, I went crazy, and I can't go back now......"

"Spare Arseni and you'll be able to turn back!"

The Count shook his head, "No way, you're almost completely conscious, she can't come back......"

"You're trying to make me worse off than dead...... Why did you choose to resurrect me, why would you do it when you knew that resurrecting me in such a way would make me miserable? ”

The Count took a deep breath and wet his eyes.

"Because I want to see you......"

The rain was ticking on the balcony, and the Count looked at Madame with a flash of the past in his eyes.

She is the second lady of the Duke's family, and she is the most gentle and considerate beauty among the celebrities to be married. In May of that year, he lost his mind for her because of a chance encounter in the rose garden. Therefore, I was sleepless and tossed and turned. He approached her awkwardly, cautiously, "with ulterior motives." When she agreed to her proposal, great joy welled up in her heart. I thought that I could grow old together and spend the rest of my life in peace, but I didn't want to be unpredictable.

"Because I want to see you......"

"You've been with Aseni for ten years, what about her? You really don't have any feelings for her? Madame replied coldly.

The Count did not reply.

"You said you wanted to see me, so you used such dirty means, you knew that I wouldn't be able to accept it, and you still acted like this. You're not for me, you're for yourself, you're just selfish. You are also moved by Arsenny, but you dare not admit it, not for me, but for self-deception......" Madame's tone was no longer strong, and she covered the count's hand. "You go and beg Miss Su, since she has a way to let me come back, there must be a way to get Aseni back......"

Seeing that the Earl did not respond, she held the Earl's hand tightly, "My greatest wish before was to see Charlotte again. Now that Phoebe has fulfilled my wish, I want to fulfill her wish and exchange her mother for ...... Sir, you actually like Phoebe, right? You've always considered her your own daughter. We've lost Charlotte, should we lose Phoebe and Angelo? ”

"Okay, I see...... I'll talk to Miss Su......" He looked at Madame with reluctance and nostalgia in his eyes. "Can you stay with me during this time as you did before?"

"Okay." Madame smiled, a look of relief.

It turns out that she is really just a hypocrisy, and she can forgive all the sins of her loved one, and forgive him for his hypocrisy and selfishness.

Even if it's the abyss of hell, I'll be with you.

After all, we can't reach heaven now.

I'll go first and wait for you there......

Phoebe is grounded because she wants to go to Angelo. The reason why the Earl had confined her before was that it was raining non-stop, and the road outside was slippery, so it was not safe to go out. But Phoebe didn't believe it, and her intuition told her that the Count had been hiding something from her. Not only the Count, but Angelo and Madame also hid something from her.

She collapsed on the bed, listening to the sound of the rain, and the feeling of seeing Angelo intensified. After Angelo left, Phoebe seemed to be missing a piece in her heart, always thinking of him for no reason.

I'm worried about him, but what kind of worry is it? Parents want to see their children because they are worried, and sisters are worried when they meet their brothers. But Phoebe saw Angelo with other feelings besides worry.

What do you think of Angelo? Relatives, friends, it should be more than that.

"Angelo, I don't want to get married, I want to be with you for the rest of my life......"

I said this sentence before, but now that I think about it, it is ambiguous. Phoebe and Angelo are not related by blood, although they both call themselves the young master of the Shakma family outside, but their feelings for each other go beyond the scope of brother and sister.

Phoebe treats Angelo as a brother and a relative, but there is also her own selfishness in this. She pondered, wondering when this selfishness had begun to sprout. Did Angelo start sneaking away from the ball with her, or did Angelo start when she rejected her marriage to the Viscount's family in front of the Count?

Growing up, Angelo gave her all her tenderness, and Phoebe took it for granted that she would be with Angelo forever. Phoebe was a late starter in relationships, and when her peers started reading romance novels, Phoebe was still reading fairy tales. When the ladies start discussing the aristocratic son, Phoebe is not interested. In her mind, no one is half as good as Angelo. Even Jill, who was outstandingly looking and took care of her, Phoebe was not moved by this. She was grateful for Jill's sincerity, but she couldn't be moved.

The Count intends to marry Phoebe to Jill. Phoebe did not object, because for her, no marriage could satisfy her. Unless the other party is someone she has been attached to since she was a child. However, this is not possible......

Phoebe rolls on the bed with a pillow.

What would Angelo think of her thoughts? He has always regarded himself as a child, even if she confesses her heart, Angelo may not take it to heart, just treat it as a child's nonsense. Phoebe was distressed, and she spun around and sat up.

Pick up the black cat that came back from outside.

"Ed, why do you think Angelo doesn't have a fiancée yet?"

The black cat meowed, and Phoebe interpreted its call.

"It's also possible. Angelo is excellent, and the girl he is looking for may also be very good. Phoebe said. Ed, do you think I'm good? ”

The black cat meowed again.

After hearing the answer, Phoebe was a little angry. "Yes, in terms of etiquette and schoolwork, I am inferior to other noble ladies. But I also have a lot of things to do. Angelo only likes to eat the cakes and cookies I make, and only loves the gifts I give......"

The black cat interrupted her.

"Ed, you ask me if I like Angelo? Of course I like him, after all, he is my brother......" After saying this, Phoebe was a little unwilling.

She held the black cat in her arms and rubbed its face, but suddenly smelled a strange smell on it.

"Ed, why do you smell weird? Didn't I just help you take a shower yesterday? Where have you been? ”

The black cat meowed in reply.

"You just got back from the kitchen? Did you eat anything in the kitchen? ”

Phoebe grabbed it by the neck and sniffed it carefully.

"What? You said you stole the lunch you prepared for your mother? How can it smell weird? ”

Suddenly, Phoebe had a bad idea, she hurriedly got up, ran downstairs with Ed in her arms, and at the door of Madame's room, she heard the conversation between the Count and Madame.

The truth is out. Angelo and the Count and the Lady were all hidden, she knew.

For a moment, she sat on her knees, unable to bear it.

Is everything a lie? The Count was only taking advantage of her mother, Madame Arsenie. Although the Earl promised Madame Chelsea that she would replace her mother, there were some injuries that, once branded, could never be healed.