The Kind Older Sister Is No More - Chapitre 51

"…Quoi? Que veux-tu dire? Why are you with my sister…!"

Riel exclaimed in protest at Noel’s words. Puis, Riel coughed, and her parents, who were watching the situation, quickly approached Riel. Irene stood still and only watched them from the sidelines. Dans des circonstances normales, she would have been distressed by this situation. It would be her alone, against the family of three. Mais maintenant, she had Noel by her side. Irene felt a sense of strength and reassurance from his presence alone.

“Since the first time I saw her, Irene has caught my interest. I was the one who initiated it. I approached her first, and I spoke to her first.” Noel continued.

"Comment…"

“What are you talking about to my daughter? Don’t you know her health is frail? What if she falls down in shock?!"

Noel’s words were followed by yelling from the Count. Irene clenched her fist.

“The Count seems to have seen only your sick daughter in your eyes. Both before and even now, you refuse to even think about the wounds you inflict on Irene with your bias.” Noel calmly replied.

"Ce…What wound could that child receive…”

Tout en parlant, the Count flinched when he looked back at Irene. Irene stared at the Count with cold eyes and a blank face that seemed empty. She could feel nothing for him at that moment. Because what Noel had said, was true. It was the first time the Count saw her face like that, so he hesitated for a moment, but soon covered his flustered expression with sternness. The fact that he had even hesitated for a while had hurt and offended his pride.

“Irene! Dites-moi! Is what the Duke said true? You’re healthy and you’ve got everything you want; what did he mean by stating that you’re hurt? Father’s legacy will also be passed on to you in the future!"

At her father’s words, her mother and Riel looked back at her. Irene looked back at Noel for a moment and then grabbed the hem of his clothes. It was just like when she had first encountered him at the ball, in the garden. When Noel looked back at her, Irene smiled lightly and opened her mouth.

“I told you earlier. I will make the decision as soon as possible…”

Noel nodded at Irene’s words while looking at her solemnly. He did not speak because he knew it was Irene’s moment to stand up for herself. Irene turned her head and looked at her family. Puis, she said with a firm voice.

“As I told you earlier, I’m going to marry Noel.”

“Irene!"

"Sœur!"

The Countess and Riel called Irene’s name at her words, but Irene did not back down.

“If you two disagree with that, Je vais…"

"…"

"… no longer be Riel’s sister and your daughter anymore.”

A silence fell over the room after Irene concluded her statement. The Chase family stared at Irene with a stiff face.

“Ok.”

When her words fell it was the Count who was the first to respond to Irene.

"Fais comme tu veux! But just keep this in mind, your stubborn behaviour will just make many people upset and you will live to regret it yourself!"

With those despicable words, the Count turned his back and went into the house.

“I’m disappointed in you, Irene…”

The Countess shortly reprimanded Irene. Then she tugged at Riel and attempted to pull her away from the scene. pourtant, Riel stood her ground and slightly shook her head. The Countess went inside first, and Riel, qui est resté seul, spoke to Irene.

"Tu n'as vraiment aucune conscience, sister.” Her voice was laced with venom.

“Riel.” Irene started.

“I can’t believe you betrayed your parents who have fed and raised you until this far. Are you still considering yourself human? If it weren’t because of our family, you would have been…!"

Riel closed her lips and cut off her words. Irene was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a quiet voice.

“It’s my family who threw me away.”

The air was frigid. The distance between the two girls was as wide as the peaks of two mountains over a powerful, churning river.

“How shameless you are. You don’t even know their situation but you’re hurting your parents, and you’re still considering yourself a human?"

After Riel harshly criticised Irene, she turned her gaze to Noel. There was disappointment in her face. pourtant, her eyes still looked pitiful.

"Tu vas le regretter, Duc."

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He simply retorted.

“My sister is not as nice and calm as you think she is.” Riel continued. What she could not attain, her sister was not allowed to either. She wished to destroy what Irene had, but could only do so verbally.

“I never thought of her as a nice and calm woman. I like her as she is.”

“If you need a force to be the Grand Duke, you could choose me.”

Riel lowered her head and painfully sighed. At Riel’s act, Noel spoke softly to her.

“How can I choose a liar to be my wife?"