Childcare Diaries Chapter 32
Advertisement
Translator: Effe and Nabi
────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────
Chapter 32
Kentrail instantly thought he had heard it wrong.
So, with only a frown, he gazed at her.
“Really. I’m telling the truth.”
In his mind, he wanted to talk to her about this and that. He wanted to tell Marie to stop and explain to him more. Though words continued to spill out as if they had their own will.
“I’ve been living in a different world than here. I don’t ride horses like this place, and I don’t usually wear fancy clothes like this.”
“…”
“Where I worked there, I took care of the children. Like Brielle’s nanny. But, we didn’t stay together all day. We each went to their house to pick them up in the morning and dropped them off in the evening. However, one day something happened…”
“…”
“I transmigrated here due to an accident, and this was in the book I was reading—Young Master Brielle was the first person to be mentioned at the beginning of the book. There, the young master…”
She couldn’t even say that the young master was dead. Those words couldn’t come out of her mouth. It was scary. Marie was afraid it would really be like that if she said it out loud.
“This body that I came into, the Young Master… Young Master…”
As Kentrail closed his eyes, she stopped talking.
He was engulfed in chaos.
What she said was not something he would normally accept. For a moment, the first thought occurred to him as to whether she was wandering in her mind right now. But, he could see how tightly she was clenching her hands. Her firmly shut eyes trembled.
She was the one who knew that the words she uttered would bring catastrophe. Every time she opened her mouth, she was adding evidence of fact to her own words.
‘Is this place inside a book…?’
He stared down at his own hands. He couldn’t believe it was all in print. While Kentrail was lost in a momentary thought, Marie started talking again.
“The only way I can prove this is by telling the future or telling the past, which only you know.”
“…”
“The Count used to enjoy fishing with his brother when he was young. Rather than fishing, the time with him was more enjoyable.”
She saw it in the part where Kentrail recalled a happy past as he died.
Marie remembered this part rather well because she also wondered if she were to die, what memories of her family would she recall?
“And the Count has one subordinate, right? He’s trustworthy enough to give up his back. His eyes are red…”
Kentrail clenched his fists at Derek’s story coming out of her mouth. Except for the butler and a few reliable knights, very few knew about Derek.
Advertisement
She added confidence to her words.
‘Is it really true what she said?’
The attitude that changed one day would also be right if the person changed like this. The warmth felt from her younger brothers who saw her again. Greed disappears, and the warmth that comes out of her sparkling eyes is transparent enough.
Marie stopped talking again as he closed his eyes.
It was an unacceptable fact. But, if not, how could she know so much about him?
“Sigh…”
A deep sigh escaped his mouth.
“So… on the premise that you’re right…”
Kentrail rubbed his forehead as though he was confused, and continued. “What’s the reason?”
“What?”
“The reason why Brielle… had such an accident. And, the real Marie… Haa… well, who made her do that?”
“Ah…”
Unfortunately, the story of Brielle, who was a supporting character, was all outside the box.
Therefore, the person who drove the child to death was not clearly seen in the main story. The growth of the male lead took the forefront, and most of the pages were spent dealing with Kentrail, who took over as the villain.
Marie was contemplating how to say this. She didn’t want him to be hurt as much as possible.
“In the book, the main content begins after that event, and the exact reason…”
He closed his eyes and listened to her quietly, then met her gaze.
“Okay… Now that I know, you can stop talking.”
He made her stop. Kentrail also found it difficult for himself to accept this fact, but the more she spoke, the more her face became pale. Even though Marie was telling an incredible story, she was the one he loved. Shaking her whole body like this, falling into despair, how can he be silent and watch her talk silently?
With that, he pushed the table in front of him. Then, he knelt down on one of his knees before Marie and gently took her trembling hand.
“No, I have to keep going. Only then, will I be able… to protect the young master… from now on.”
Marie continued her story again.
“…”
Seeing her courage, Kentrail had no choice but to submit.
Indeed, Marie was telling the truth—The stories of his family, which there was no way she would’ve known, and the circumstances of the Kingdom, were all pointing to what she was saying.
To be honest, he was able to think this way because of the trust he had built through the past with Marie serving as a strong support in his heart. Had it been someone else, he would have done a thorough investigation to determine if they were playing a trick on him.
Regardless, Kentrail still had a hard time accepting it. The fact that the existence of the male protagonist is really defined here and that they are the plot points for him was a stifling pain. If there’s really a set fate, it’s too harsh on Brielle…
Advertisement
Although when Marie finished all her words, he got the feeling that the world in Marie’s book she was talking about had broken. Brielle lived, and he himself did not commit such atrocities.
So, that was it.
He pulled her back, still struggling to talk about the future, and pulled Marie into his own arms.
“It must have been difficult.”
It was heartbreaking for him that during the past moments she has struggled to protect Brielle on her own without telling anyone. How frustrated and lonely she must have been. That’s what those vain eyes that he sometimes sees were saying.
“…”
Marie couldn’t keep up with her words and started crying. Kentrail’s arms were warm.
Truthfully, he doesn’t know if he would not fully believe her words for the rest of his life. Still, he knew he would do his best to believe. It felt like a lump that had formed on his chest was finally being released in search of a clue.
“It’s okay. Brielle lives like this now, and I am a person who can laugh.”
His expression was strange. He looked sad and forced to smile. Marie reached out and touched his lips. However, it was the expression that shook her the most out of all his appearances she had ever seen.
“Count.”
“Yes.”
He slowly swept her hair away.
“You don’t think I’m strange—No, don’t you hate or loathe me? I’m the one who tried to kill the Young Master…”
“That was before you came here.”
“B-But, by any chance, what if I lied—”
Kentrail gently held her in his arms.
“Then, you wouldn’t have confessed like this. And I also felt something.”
“Yes…?”
“I told you. There were moments when you felt like a different person.”
The warmth of the mansion that has come since then, was the same as the warmth he felt in his arms now.
Slowly lifting Marie up, he sat down on the sofa again, next to her.
“What’s your real name?”
Marie was startled by the unexpected question. She didn’t think that he would ask for her name from the place where she lived. This question was proof that he believed in her.
Tears flowed down her cheeks once again.
“You are such a crybaby,” Kentrail said, smiling faintly as he reached out and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“…I’m Jin Hae-rin.”
“Jin Hae-rin… Jin Hae-rin.”
The real name flowing through his voice gave her a different thrill.
‘I can’t believe you could feel this way in this situation!’
Marie couldn’t meet his eyes and she tightly closed her eyes.
“You must miss it a lot.”
As he gazed at her softly, Kentrail spat out.
“What?”
She was a warm and nice person. Of course, everyone who lived with her there must have liked her. There must have been a lot of people around her. And, those people must have had the same tendencies as Marie now. So, they would miss her a lot since they separated like this.
“Is there someone you want to see?”
At his words, she looked into her own mind.
‘…I want to see?’
It would be nice if the memories with her mother passed through her head, but unfortunately, there weren’t many. Her father, too. She only remembered the back view of him, who was always busy.
Clearly, there is not much that remains in her memory, but why was she crying? Her throat was choked. Only sobs filled her mouth.
She can barely remember her friends. Their faces were blurred. Since everyone was busy there, too, there were many times when they saw each other only once in a few years. They also made a phone call about once a month.
Nonetheless, she knew. Even if they met again now, it wouldn’t be as awkward as when they met yesterday. Their friendship was just like that.
As she recalled them, a small smile appeared on her tear-stained face before it disappeared moments later.
‘I want to see everyone.’
These are memories that she tried to ignore, but everything fell apart in every word she said.
Kentrail was surprised. It was because Marie’s body suddenly sagged and she fell to her side.
“Nanny! Nanny! Marie, wake up!”
Hearing the loud noise, the butler hurriedly opened the door and entered.
“Count, what’s going on?”
Then, seeing the fallen nanny, wet with tears, he hurriedly ran to call a doctor.
***
Marie hadn’t woken up for five days. Ellie was holding her hand by her side as she buried her face in her hands.
Her hands were wet with the tears of the child, but there was no movement. Barry asked if she would sleep for a while, but Ellie insisted with fear and continued to stand by her sister’s side.
Barry didn’t say much either, but he was worried about Marie as well, so he went to the doctor and asked what had happened.
Brielle and Ellie held her hand on the other side and stayed with her. However, after being told that it would be more difficult for the nanny, he went back to the room for a while.
“Ellie, I’ll go and get you some food.”
Barry went to the kitchen and brought her drinks because she was not eating well. He glanced at his younger and elder sister with worried eyes, then quietly closed the door and left.
────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────
Advanced Chapters!
Join our discord to receive the latest updates as soon as possible!
Advertisement
- In Serial33 Chapters
One Big Happy Vampire Family
One day Riley is walking home from school when she's attacked by a vampire who later on brings her home. Whether she likes it or not, she soon becomes part of the family.Started Writing 2-7-18Finished 3-13-18
8 180 - In Serial21 Chapters
Finding Gilbert Blythe
[COMPLETED] What if Gilbert Blythe didn't need to be found because he was under your nose all along?
8 131 - In Serial50 Chapters
The Earl's Exception (BWWM)
So bad it had to be worth it. Funke Obatunde's has had enough of working under her girlfriend's rival, the Earl of Whitlam, Lucas Roland. She plans to start her own architectural firm and she knows just the right client to help her escape from the tyranny of the millionaire playboy and his harem of jealous conniving lovers all scrambling to become the earl's exception to his commitment-phobia. In a twist so wicked Funke's sure some vengeful aunt in Nigeria is behind it, the client turns out to be the Earl's brother-in-law. Now she's forced to collaborate with Lucas Roland on the commission that will launch her solo career. Funke's determined to make it work, for the last time, she stakes her relationship, and some would argue her sanity on this one last collaboration. Lucas Roland on the other hand is finding it hard to let go of his impulsive, reticent fireball of a staff architect. He's never had to convince a woman to stay with him but Funke Obatunde might just be the Earl's exception._________________________________"So when were you going to tell me you're trying to leave me Funke?" Lucas is askingI'd done everything I could to try and leave before he does but save for my cat catching fire, there was nothing to be done. So I thought I'd leave after he left and yet here we are. "I have a resignation letter in my drafts." I assure him, trying to walk fast but the dress and the shoes won't let meHow the fuck does Rihanna manage this mate? I almost fall and he grabs me by the elbow, growling something under his breath as he does. "Thanks." I state fitting my foot back in my shoe"Are you thankful Funke? Because I had to jump on a sixteen hour flight so I can fight for a commission that'll permanently announce the new direction of my architecture firm and then...and then I FIND OUT that one of my STAFF ARCHITECTS is the person I'm fighting?"He growls all flustered and bothered and stuff
8 162 - In Serial117 Chapters
[MTL, BL] The Days of Being Madly Pursued by the Boss of the Horror World
The Days of Being Madly Pursued by the Boss of the Horror World被恐怖世界boss瘋狂追求的日子Author:沒有良心Status:117 Chapters (Completed)Description:The main god space stipulates that the dead can only get the chance to re-select their lives if they complete their reincarnation in the horror world.Yu Jin: Oh, easy.Until he found out that there are people in every world who are in love with him.Yu Jin: I was targeted.Others are playing horror games and I'm playing love games.Others are running away, and I am running away from marriage.Others are afraid of being eaten, and I am afraid of being "eaten".NOTE:➸ credits to the original owner of the photo➸ Machine Translated (NOT EDITED)➸ Poor Quality Translation➸ For Offline Purposes➸ Slow Updates
8 221 - In Serial15 Chapters
Poet In Paris
He stands watching ahead with his emerald eyes fixated on the red rose his mind running with a magnificent amount of ideas all itching to be written down. The wind picking up it's pace blowing each petal he seems to be mesmerized by it all, the beauty of nature. "Isn't it a bit too cold to be out right now?" A sweet melodic voice whispers barely audible but he catches it. Turning his head to the side, eyes land on an angel her hair so soft and her lips so kissable. Her body clad in a black dress, goosebumps from the harsh winds appearing on her soft skin. "I could ask you the same thing." He retaliates in a hushed tone turning back around to face the roses. Silently she walks and stands beside him both eyes watching the rose petals move from the rushing winds, her hair flying in all directions. Almost sneakily he turns his head slightly to the side, eyes landing upon her alluring beauty. His mind erupting in a million thoughts.He's found his inspiration. He's found his muse.An aspiring fashion designer and a poet, two very different personalities working in different forms of art. #1 in cityoflove 29/12/2020#98 in harryedwardstyles 31/12/2020#19 in katgarham 01/1/2021#50 in hs 01/1/2021#26 in fashiondesigner 02/1/2021#21 poetry 02/1/2021#129 in fashion 02/1/2021#188 in France 02/1/2021#184 in Paris 02/1/2021#2 in pianist 15/01/2021#12 in poet 25/01/2021#65 in softharry 25/02/2021#1 in literature 08/03/2021#20 in softharry 08/03/2021
8 77 - In Serial60 Chapters
The Fragmented Luna
Rowen Whitley is your typical seventeen year old girl and, although she has a tragic past and a fragmented memory, the only thing she wants to do before graduating high school is make it through the year unnoticed. All those hopes of remaining unnoticed this year are tossed away in a single moment of rage when Rowen punches the most popular girl at school in the face. Now Rowen must change her plans for a peaceful year and accept that sometimes letting people in might not be a bad idea after all. After all there are other dark forces in this world, that are much scarier than a jealous bully, and they may very well be coming for her. Check out this exciting story, filled with twists at every corner, in The Fragmented Luna by Mariah Karris.#1 in Haunted#10 in JourneyCurrently reediting
8 258

