Obsessed with Regressors

p>She remembered when he held her hand.
The ring! She tried to return it before, but he refused.
She said, stopping Count Burns from kissing her on the back of her hand.

“I’ll bring you the ring.”

“Ring?”

“The one the Count gave me.”

It is also quite old.
She tried to return it before, but she couldn’t.
Why did he do that? She immediately remembered why she couldn’t return the ring.
Even then, Count Burns acted strangely.
So she turned her words away.
SheI turned around thinking she was bad.
She should have returned it though.

“No.”

She was about to leave the drawing room to get the ring, but this time Count Burns stopped her.
No? When she turned around, he shook his head and said.

“That’s yours, Lady Biscon.”

She didn’t know what he was talking about.
She put on a face that said, ‘What nonsense is that?’ and Count Burns took her hand again.

This man, he’s not even wearing his gloves.
Since he wasn’t wearing gloves, they were touching each other with bare hands.
She hesitated whether to tell him to wear gloves when leaving the house or to return to the ring story.

“You mustn’t give your signet ring to someone else.”

First, she decided to tell him what’s most important.
She continued talking as she tried to remove her hand from his.

“That means you can use your rights.
Anyone who has it has equal rights with Count Burns.”

“I know.”

“You know, then why…”

She didn’t know if it was sent to her.
When she couldn’t speak, Count Burns let out a small sigh.
Hey, was it her who could make a sigh?

“Someday.”

Huh?

Count Burns sighed and opened his mouth quietly.
She stopped trying to get her hand out of his.
He was looking down at his hands and hers with his head down.

“Someday Lady Biscon.
There may come a time when you feel like nothing is around you.”

What was that man talking about? She didn’t know what the point was that there would come a time when she would feel like she had nothing by her side.
She looked at him with a frown.

“I hope you remember that time.
The ring I gave you.”

He made a weird noise.
If she didn’t know Count Burns well, she would have thought he was more than a strange person for doing that strange noise.
And she would have sent him out quickly.
But the Count Burns she knew was a strange man.
Oh no, he’s a weird guy.
She remembered the strange behavior he had done.
And she started thinking about what to say.

“You have to wear gloves.”

In the end, what came out of her mouth was the second most important point.
He should wear gloves when he leaves the house.
At her point, Count Burns raised one eyebrow as if he was saying something, and he lightly shook the hand he held.

“You have to wear gloves when you leave the house.”

“Ah.”

Only then did Count Burns looked as if he knew what she was talking about.
He pulled his gloves out of his pocket and grinned.

“It’s hot.”

Summer weather was hot and humid, so wearing gloves was a little uncomfortable.
She couldn’t help but ask Count Burns, who put on his gloves.

“Then the ring…”

“It’s yours.”

It seems that he really had no intention of getting it back.
She couldn’t understand.
She watched Count Burns put on his gloves, frowning.
Why would he give his signet ring to someone else? Was anyone looking for his signet ring? A plausible thought ran through her mind.
She watched Count Burns gauntleted his long fingers and thought of the evil group that would take Count Burns’ signet ring.

“Eugenie.”

At that time, the door burst open and Awning returned.
He seemed to have calmed down a bit now, his expression was a little red, but he looked calm.

“Awning, are you okay?”

She approached him and asked.
She hoped he had calmed down a bit.
Awning looked at Count Burns, and he immediately turned his gaze to her before saying, while holding her hand.

“I will apologize.”

‘Thank God.’ She let out a sigh of relief after receiving his apology.
That was the Awning she knew; patient and gentlemanly.
He tended to make a little fuss, but he was a good person with all of those points.

“I, I too…”

“I’m leaving.”

Cut off the words of Awning, Count Burns talked.
She called the butler to see him off, and Count Burns kissed her hand and left.

“I hope you don’t get too close with the Count.”

When Count Burns left, and the two were alone, Awnings said that.
But he could make such a request because he’s her fiancé, so she nodded and said.

“Okay.”

To be honest, lately she had been a little closer to Count Burns.
It’s all because of Oliver, but she admitted that Awning was uncomfortable.
She would also be uncomfortable if he was too close to another woman.

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Translator Note:

What I really love and hate about this story is how they talk about completely different things with the same words.