Regrets Of A Second Male Lead

ve to say that as well?”

 

“Of course! You have to say so we can solve the problem together and become friends.
Do you not know that?”

 

Chloe retorted with her own logic.

 

“Ha…”

 

“Hurry up!”

 

“…”

 

“…If you don’t want to talk, then don’t.
I’ll take my leave, Sir Blanchett!”

 

Chloe staggered to her feet as if she really meant it.
She greeted him with an exaggerated bow as if she was about to leave.

 

“I’ll tell you.”

 

Gerard caught her in a hurry. 

 

‘The Imperial Family is missing out.
Chloe Roem should have become a diplomat.’

 

Gerard grinned inwardly.

 

***

 

Gerard opened up to Chloe Roem about why he despised blue eyes.
About Raphael Blanchett, his blue-eyed uncle, his mother, and even the words that his mother said while clinging to his young self.

 

Was it because he drank too much or was it the atmosphere in the room? Stories of his past that he wouldn’t normally tell anyone slipped out.
No, he might have needed someone to tell this to.
Leila hated heavy and serious stories, and Owen was more of a Lord than a friend to him.

 

“So that’s what happened.”

 

After he told her, he felt like he was no different than his mother.
Judging someone by the color of their eyes.

 

However, Chloe Roem’s response amazed him.

 

“Oh, I feel sorry for youuu… The book didn’t mention it!”

 

“Don’t feel sorry for me.
Don’t cry, young Ladyyyyy.”

 

Gerard also drank quite a bit in the meantime because it was such a hard topic to talk about.
That might’ve been the reason he was suddenly dragging out his words like Chloe.

 

“What’s wrong with blue eyes?! I’ll give you my eyes! You can take them, got it?”

 

Chloe was drunk and said scary things.
She closed her eyes and began to massage them with both hands.

 

“Why aren’t they falling outtt? I have to give them to you!”

 

“No, I don’t need your eyes! Since I’ve told you, we’re friends, right?”

 

“Yes! Let’s be friends!”

 

“…Yes?”

 

“Yes!”

 

“I remembered I wanted to ask about something earlier… Oh, right! Where is Leila going to meet that b*stard Anata next time?”

 

Gerard Blanchett, who was heavily intoxicated, was calling Archduke Anata a ‘b*stard’.

 

“…Clock tower square.”

 

“On what day and what time?”

 

“…”

 

“Hm?”

 

Gerard urged Chloe when she hesitated to answer right away.

 

“I don’t know.”

 

“Oh? We’re friends, so tell me! Why do you pretend that you don’t know?!”

 

“…I can’t tell you any more!”

 

“You can’t say that.
You have to tell me the day and time they are going to meet!”

 

“Why? If I tell you the date and time, will you go and interrupt them?”

 

“…”

 

Gerard, who felt called out, couldn’t come up with a response.

 

“Don’t do that, Sir.
It’s Leila’s choice to meet the Archduke.
Oh! If you genuinely like her, you have to respect her choice!”

 

An enraged Chloe hit the table with her hand.

 

“…What if I lose her forever?”

 

“Hmph! I’m sure if you interrupt them, you’re even more likely to lose her forever.”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t think about interrupting her time with the Archduke, but think about how to convey your true feelings to Leila.
It’ll be more effective.
Oh…”

 

Chloe’s drunk remarks were straightforward.
However, she meant it.

 

There was nothing that made people think considerately as much as true feelings.
Gerard’s stomach churned.

 

“Then, uh? I…”

 

Chloe Roem’s body leaned forward as she edged her way to his heart.

 

“Young Lady!”

 

Gerard inadvertently grabbed Chloe’s face with one of his hands.
It was a reflexive moment when he saw her face almost land on the plate.

 

“Because I cheered you on, now you have to try your best…”

 

Chloe murmured in Gerard’s palm.
The feeling of her lips moving in his palm made him feel ticklish.

 

“Haa.”

 

Gerard laughed helplessly at the sight of Chloe.

 

Did the tickle in the palm of his hand spread to his heart? His stomach was tickled by the childish babbling, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

***

 

Chloe woke up the next day with a frown, nauseous.

 

“Water…”

 

Chloe looked for water with a cracking voice.

 

“Here.”

 

Surprisingly upon speaking, a cup of water was immediately brought before Chloe.
She was startled at the sight of the glass of water.

 

“Oh, sister?”

 

Karina was staring at Chloe firmly.

 

“Drink this first.”

 

Karina ordered in a firm voice.

 

Chloe bit her innocent lips and lifted the cup.
However, as Karina said, she needed to moisten her throat a little.

 

Her mouth was so dry that it felt like there was rough sand around her mouth.

 

Gulp, gulp.

 

“…”

 

After drinking it, Chloe put the cup down as slowly as possible.
Karina, who was staring at her without blinking, asked in a low voice.

 

“Are you dating Sir Blanchett?”