Flowers, Swords and France

"Then your wish comes true, right?"

Mary's rhetorical question made Fran stop laughing immediately. …,

She frowned slightly and stared at the other person.

However, Mary did not flinch in the face of this gaze and stared at her as well. Although they stood very close, the distance between them seemed to be miles wide.

"I have always been wondering why you are so smart, but you have to put yourself in such a dangerous situation. Do you have so much confidence in Laura? If she makes a mistake, wouldn't it be you? Will there be great risks? I don’t understand... So I thought Maybe you were blackmailed by Laura," Mary said carefully, "But... later, I figured out that the reason why you dared to take such a big risk is because you were not afraid from the beginning. Don’t fail because you think even failure is good for you!”

Fran's heart tightened, and the feeling of being seen through made her even more uncomfortable.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Isn't that so? Are you still trying to deceive me now?" Mary took a step closer, her eyes seemed to emit a frightening light, "If you didn't think so, you wouldn't talk to me like you just did, you would Use friendship to ask me to keep secrets, and even mourn Please forgive me for your confusion. You are so cute and fragile, who would have the heart to let you die? At least I won't - you have known how to use this kind of capital since you were a child. You are deliberately irritating me and want to provoke me to report you..."

Fran didn't answer. She never thought that this friend would actually know her so well.

It is precisely because of this understanding that she has acquired handy weapons since she was a child. It is completely useless to her now.

"Okay, it's not difficult to guess why you would do this." Mary looked at Fran, who was obviously a little flustered. He continued, "If you are accused, your life will be in danger. At this time, in order to save your life, sir, I have no choice but to take you away - is this what you expect?"

Seeing that Fran didn't deny it, Mary frowned again, "But are you so sure that your husband will leave everything behind and take you out of here?"

"In that case, wouldn't it be better to die?" After a moment of silence, Fran replied calmly.

"You took such a risk for such a small hope. I'm so lucky you dared to do it!" After getting the real answer, Mary smiled bitterly in surprise, "I don't know whether to laugh at you or admire you. Hello...well, at least I envy you."

"Envy you?"

"Yes, at least you can fall in love with someone wholeheartedly, even if you risk your own life. At least I can't do this." Mary lowered her gaze slightly, "Forget it, it's too late to say this now. It makes no sense... In short, your plan is to conspire with Laura first, and if it succeeds, use her power, and if it fails, just use the most drastic method to fight to the death? "

"Whatever you think." Fran replied casually. She raised her head slightly and looked at Mary with her most serious expression, "Mary. Now that you have guessed this, you should know how determined I am. So, as a friend, I Please... don't stop me, okay?"

Before Mary could answer, she continued, "What benefit does it have to you to intervene in the matter between the two of us? To seek justice for Maurice, who is not a relative but not an estranged friend? Are you not such a person? Besides, Well, even if you don’t miss our many years of friendship, please don’t forget how I helped you back then..."

While she was persuading, Mary's expression had always been very calm, but only when she heard the last sentence, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of pain clearly flashed through her.

"Yes, you helped me, I will always remember it." Mary reluctantly hid the pain under her smile, "Whether you believe it or not, I have always been very grateful to you - even if this kind of kindness makes me Even if I become humble in front of you, I am still very grateful to you. Moreover, you are right, I am indeed not that kind of a good person. I really do not feel any sadness about Morris's death, and I have no intention of doing anything for him. justice……"

Just as Fran was secretly happy because of this answer, Mary's next words made her feel nervous.

"So, can you answer me one more question?"

"What's the problem?" Fran asked warily. At this time, she no longer dared to underestimate her close friend.

"Where do you put me in your plan?" Mary asked in a low voice. "After all, you see, I am not completely risk-free? I am your close friend, and I am so familiar with Laura, so others may suspect me? Especially after you fled, if the baron is so angry Crazy, will he care about my defense and take my life to vent his anger? "

Fran didn't answer, and her blue eyes seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of gray mist.

"Have you never thought about it at all, or have you thought about it but didn't care at all?" Mary's voice was still so calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. "... Let's just pretend that you haven't thought about it, then. , I still want to ask you, if things get to the point where you have to flee, what are you going to do with me? "

"If the worst situation really happens then, I...I can also arrange for you to escape from this country." After a long pause, Fran replied in a hesitant voice, "But I think you shouldn't touch it. to this risk.”

"Maybe not, but... this is definitely not the result I want to see." Mary replied in a low voice, "If you die, I will lose my friend and will be very sad; if you escape, I will have to Losing the protection of the Treville family will also be very sad.”

"Then just pray that everything goes well for Laura and me. If that happens, won't you be able to get what you want? You won't lose anything, but will continue to get as much help as possible from us." Fran smiled. , "So. Now, can you just pretend that nothing happened?"

"What do you mean? Tell me to pray for you and Laura's victory, and then wait for the reward of your gifts?" Although the tone was calm. But a smile appeared on Mary's face, "I already know so many things. Rather than bribe me, isn't it safer to let me shut up forever?"

Fran wanted to say something, but Mary waved her hand to stop her, "I know you won't do this, but what about Laura? She can even kill her brother, so why does she care about my poor life?"

"I will protect you and never put your life in danger." Fran promised quickly.

"Yes. You will give me rewards and protection, as long as I continue to obey you...continue to be the housekeeper you say..." Mary didn't even realize it, and her smile deepened, "Is that so?"

"You don't have to say it like this?"

"Isn't that so?" Mary asked.

Then, she frowned slightly and gave her answer. "No, my dear friend, I have relied on you long enough. I think it's time for me to face everything on my own - what I want. I can earn it myself without needing your gift. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, I can face everything by myself because I got the chance." Mary lowered her head slightly. He continued regardless, "It is precisely because I have gained the hope I have now with great difficulty, that I will never allow anyone to destroy this hope... not even you. Yes. My friend, now. I I will never let you destroy your brother's interests, because that is my interest. I will not let you force him to flee, because he wants to stay here and realize his own ambitions with my help, and at the same time. I get everything I want!"

"Bastard!" Anger suddenly ignited in her heart, and then Fran subconsciously reprimanded her.

"What nonsense is this!" The resistance she had never seen from her friend made Fran feel slightly angry. "Where did you get the courage to say that you are tied to him?"

"Surprised? I actually dare to speak to you like this... Yes, it is indeed very stupid to say such things to one's benefactor, but..." The smile on Mary's face slowly faded, and then she looked at it without flinching. Fran, "Am I the only one who is the bastard? For your own love, you have never cared about anything. Have you ever cared about Maurice's life? Have you ever cared about your grandfather's feelings? As for me... haha, Then there is even less room for extravagant expectations.

What's more, you plan to force your brother to abandon everything he has built and run away with you in order to fulfill your most romantic girl's dream! Have you ever thought about how much effort he has put in, how much effort he has spent, and how many risks he has taken for everything he has now? If you don't know, then there's nothing wrong with it. If you know it but still do it, isn't that considered a bastard? Doing this in the name of love, using his love for you to force him to lose everything... How much higher do you think you are than the bastard me? I'm afraid it's not that good? "

Under Mary's questioning, Fran was speechless for a moment.

"This is just the worst plan. Even I don't want to abandon everything and leave here, so... So for you, isn't it best to do nothing and let me feel at ease and get what I want?"

"Sorry, I'm afraid that's not the best way for me." Mary replied sternly. "I can't trust Laura, and I can't trust you. I trust myself more than you - if you mess up, then the hope I finally got will be in vain. So... I'm here to talk to you today. I just want to tell you that no matter what your plans are, I will find a way to thwart you, and at the same time I will never let you really force your husband to take you away."

"Really? You've been saying something about hope since just now. What do you mean?" Fran suddenly felt a little anxious. "Also, what qualifications do you have to say that? Does this have anything to do with you? "

She was indeed completely confused about this friend. After discovering her and Laura's secret crimes, she neither reported nor stood aside, but chose an extremely strange path, as if...as if... It's the same as considering it from that person's perspective.

What on earth was she thinking?

The sudden panic in her heart made Fran determined to get to the bottom of it.

"This is my own business, please don't interfere, okay? Maybe you are dissatisfied with the way I conduct myself. But this is my way. If you don't want to report, then please continue to remain silent! Otherwise, you will be forced to get involved in this matter. , is there any benefit to you? If you still have some friendship between us in your heart, please follow my advice, otherwise... otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to let you stay with me anymore... "

"If I don't listen to you, don't let you do stupid things, and don't stand by and watch you ruin my future, you won't give me the status of valet anymore, right?" Mary asked back with a hint of sarcasm. "Forget it, since you have such an advantageous position, you can naturally threaten me at will."

Fran didn't say anything more. Mary's sarcastic tone annoyed her, so she acquiesced.

"But, don't you understand? Since I have walked in front of you today, it means that I have thought about everything...so there is no need to persuade me or threaten me anymore, because I have already made up my mind, so... ...So you know what this means, we have known each other for so long and already understand each other." Mary looked at her friend's face. Then he smiled bitterly, "In addition, as compensation for asking you so many things today, I will tell you one thing..."

An extremely ominous premonition. Suddenly it came to Fran's mind.

She suddenly had a feeling in her heart that she was about to face a bottomless black abyss.

"Just now you have been saying that I am not qualified to interfere with you and your brother's affairs. In fact... not long ago, this sentence was still true. But it is different now." Before Fran could catch her breath, she said nothing. The blow of mercy finally followed. "Because, I already have a close relationship with your brother now. Well...a very close relationship."

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Fran opened her eyes wide, as if she didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Yes, not long ago, I slept with your brother. Although there may be many reasons for this, at least this is a fact, an irreversible fact. It is precisely because of this that I have been I don’t even dare to appear in front of you, for fear of letting you see some clues... However, in this situation, "Come on, I don't think I need to hide it from you anymore." The merciless blows continued, "So, do you understand what I mean when I say 'I will never allow anyone to destroy this hope'?" Now, I am indeed connected with him, and I think there is probably no way you can drive me away."

Although she said so confidently, Mary was not so confident in her heart. She was not sure how much Charles loved her, but now she had to negotiate with the other party in the strongest tone and attitude, and she could not do it before the other party. Showing no flinch in front.

However, she did firmly believe that having come to this point, Ciel would not leave her easily.

Fran's expression at this time is already difficult to describe in words.

The blood rushing from her chest made her face flush, but the blood in her brain seemed to be drained out instantly, leaving her mind blank. Driven by this anger, her face had become uncontrollably distorted.

She never expected that she would be so betrayed by her best friend - she actually climbed into her brother's bed without saying a word.

The greater anger is directed at another person.

Even if he goes to bed with this bitch who is not as good as me, he is not willing to sleep with me... Why, why, why!

The indescribable feeling of despair was accompanied by incomparable anger, which seemed to ignite a flame of rage in her heart that could burn everything.

She only felt that her chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe, and it was cramping violently. She opened her mouth and gasped loudly, and her whole body was shaking violently.

"You...you..." She raised her right hand trembling slightly and pointed at Mary, as if she wanted to curse but couldn't. Finally, she lowered her head and covered her chest.

Seeing the other party's devastated look, Mary couldn't help but feel a flash of compassion in her heart, secretly wondering whether she needed to do this step.

"Are you okay?" Concerned, she subconsciously moved closer to Fran.

At this moment, Fran raised her head again.

Her brilliant blond hair had spread out, and some of it spread to her forehead, covering her eyes. Between the gaps in her hair, her beautiful blue eyes revealed a look of hatred that would make anyone extremely chill.

not good!

The sense of crisis that surged from the bottom of her heart caused Mary to step back subconsciously.

At this moment, Fran's right hand had picked up the candlestick by the wall and swept it towards her frantically. "Die, bastard!"

Mary only felt the tip of the candlestick blowing on her face along with a strong gust of wind, and then she felt a sudden burning pain on her face.

My face was scratched?

"ah!"

The supreme terror made her scream, and then she subconsciously covered her face with her hands.

For a woman of her age, disfigurement is a more terrifying thing than death.

There was warm blood at her fingertips, and Mary's heart sank to the bottom.

No...no...

She wailed inwardly.

But soon, she touched the thin wound on her face.

Fortunately, it's just a minor scratch and can be healed.

She finally calmed down a little.

Then, she looked back at Fran, who was panting heavily on the bed. The blow she had just delivered out of rage had obviously exhausted her strength, so much so that her face had lost all color.

Now I don't owe you anything.

Looking at that still beautiful face, Mary couldn't help but shed a tear.

"But I still love you." She whispered to herself. (To be continued...)