Chapter 189: My Prison Chronicles (4)
The moment I dreaded the most had arrived.
"Uh-huh—hiccup—"
Seeing Marghetta cry silently with her hand over her mouth made me feel like I was losing my mind.
"Executive Manager, there is a visitor request for you."
The guard’s expression looked as if he had just given up on something. I wondered at first why he looked that way, but I gave up too when I heard that Marghetta had come to visit. In my case, what I gave up was my dignity and pride.
Being seen behind bars was naturally humiliating. I didn’t want to be seen like this by Erich, Louise, or Irina.
'She’s the last person I wanted to see me in this state.'
Most of all, I never wanted Marghetta to see me like this, not even if the world was about to end. I knew how much she worried about me and that she had a tender heart beneath her strong facade.
So, I prayed several times. I said that I didn’t mind even if the Minister gave me a good thrashing as long as Marghetta didn’t come.
'Won’t you grant me just this one thing?'
Of course, Enen wouldn’t be free enough to listen to the prayers of an alien species since he was busy attending to the prayers of the natives of this world. Damn it.
"Carl... Carl..."
Marghetta constantly cried, holding onto the bars with one hand. She looked as if she would collapse at any moment.
Her pitiful and heartbreaking state made me want to rush out and reassure her that it was alright, but that was unfortunately impossible.
"It's okay. I'm really okay, Mar."
Since I was in prison, my actions were extremely limited. At most, I could hold Marghetta's hand and repeat comforting words. There was nothing more I could do.
However, those actions seemed to upset Marghetta even more.
"Waaaah—!"
Eventually, Marghetta couldn’t hold back her tears. The dignified lady who was always mindful of her appearance and dignity burst into tears like a child.
"Why, why?! Why is Carl, Carl here...?!"
Her outburst was like a child's tantrum or someone faced with an utterly baffling dilemma.
Either way, it was so different from the usually composed Marghetta I knew, filling me with even more guilt.
"Why... whyyyyy...??"
Muttering like that, her legs gave way and she slumped down on the ground.
"Senior, are you okay?"
Louise, who was looking on with sad eyes, quickly approached to support Marghetta.
Seeing this made me feel even worse. I was in a situation where others had to do what I should have been doing. Or rather than that... If I had been outside in the first place, then Marghetta wouldn't have had to go through this.
"Louise, take this."
Irina handed a water bottle to Louise.
Yes, give her some water. She must be dehydrated from all the crying.
"Senior, let's step outside for a bit. You need some fresh air."
"No, I don't want to... C-Carl is here, Carl is..."
Despite Louise’s concerned words, Marghetta shook her head and resisted.
However, Louise became even more determined to take her outside after seeing her state. Considering that Marghetta usually spoke formally, her resorting to informal complaints indicated that she was not in her right mind.
Finally, Louise managed to take the resisting Marghetta outside with Irina’s help.
'It's better outside than down here.’
I sighed deeply, watching Marghetta’s receding figure.
No matter how nicely decorated it was, the prison was still a prison. It was an unsuitable place for a frail lady weakened by distress.
"Hyung, are you okay?"
"I was until just now."
Erich discreetly approached me once the others had left. This was our first conversation since the visit started.Fôllôw new stories at .com
I understood, though. In that situation, who could possibly have spoken up first and bypassed Marghetta? Erich seemed taken aback as well, probably not expecting Marghetta to break down crying like that.
"What the heck happened? How did someone from the academy end up imprisoned?"
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