Flowers, Swords and France

"If you want me to accept, it's very simple. Hurry up and marry her. Let my father live on the sickbed and be your witness!"

The voice of the little Duke of Treville was very loud, like thunder in Charles' ears, which shows how determined he was. ●⌒,

He looked at Charles with sharp eyes. Maybe it was because of the effect of alcohol. Charles always felt that this look was sharp and piercing, so he subconsciously avoided it.

"Dad, stop fooling around. We decide our own affairs!" Soon, Charlotte recovered from the initial shock. "Grandpa's affairs have nothing to do with you, what right do you have to make conditions?!"

"What a silly daughter, you don't appreciate your father speaking for you!" Seeing his daughter so unreasonable, the little Duke of Treville couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Hey, can't you think about us a little bit and not put all your thoughts on this bastard? This bastard is not worth your investment."

"Even if you are unhappy, don't insult Charles casually, Dad." Charlotte sank her face, obviously unhappy, "I don't allow you to disrespect him like this!"

"Hey! Now you are acting like a boss in front of Dad, you really have no patience at all..." The father didn't know what to say to his daughter who was so unreasonable.

He ignored Charlotte and turned to look at Charles directly, "Charles, since you claim to be a man who can take on great responsibilities, then don't hide behind my daughter, just tell me directly, do you agree with my conditions or not? Whether it is okay or not, you have to give me an answer, otherwise... otherwise I will really look down on you!"

Charles looked at the other party quietly. He was thinking in his heart.

His cousin might really be in a bad mood. Now he didn't care about the usual greetings and directly gave him such a sharp blow. This really caught him off guard.

However, it was meaningless to investigate the reason now. How should he answer him?

In fact, Charles could have claimed that he was not threatened by him - Duke Treville did not put forward this condition when he talked to him just now. Even if he didn't agree, this cousin couldn't do anything to him. Besides, he didn't covet the Duke Treville's property and would not have any scruples.

However... can I really do this? Charles asked himself.

His cousin wanted him to witness the marriage of his beloved granddaughter before his father died. What's unacceptable about this?

From this, we can also see how much he loves his daughter Charlotte - Charlotte offended him like this, but he still cares about his daughter.

To be fair, he was indeed a little moved.

Because of this feeling, he could not delay in front of a father or a son.

Under the rapid change of his mind, his originally firm will was slightly shaken.

It was not a bad thing to let the Duke of Treville himself be his witness and let him live to witness his wedding. On the contrary, it could give great comfort to the two old people.

Besides... it has come to this point, what's the point of delaying?

Anyway, I have decided to marry Charlotte, and it doesn't make much difference if it's earlier or later. Under the situation that has gradually stabilized, holding a wedding will at most disrupt the schedule. It won't cause me too much trouble.

When I thought of this, Charles made up his mind.

Then, he turned his sight to Charlotte standing next to him.

Only then did she realize. It turned out that Charlotte had been looking at her. Although she pretended to be very calm on the surface, Charles could fully see the expectation hidden in her blue eyes.

Under the burning of this sight, Charles suddenly felt his heart beating rapidly.

She probably didn't mean what she said when she scolded her father. She just didn't want to embarrass herself.

Then... she has waited for me for long enough, what reason is there for her to wait any longer?

"I promise you." He said in a deep voice. "Just do as you say. Charlotte and I will prepare for the wedding as soon as possible so that the Duke can witness us walking into the sacred hall together."

His sudden answer. Charlotte was dumbfounded.

"Good job, this is what people say!" Little Duke Treville agreed immediately, and it seemed that he didn't want to give Charles any chance to regret, "You should have done this a long time ago, but it's not too late now."

Then he turned his head and looked at his daughter. "Charlotte, did you hear it? Daddy blesses you."

The hesitation on Charlotte's face gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a smile of surprise and joy.

"Charles... are you... are you serious?"

"Yes, I am." Charles raised his voice and expressed his determination appropriately, "Rather, I am sorry that I have the time to marry you now... Miss Treville, can you forgive me for this mistake?"

Charlotte closed her eyes slightly and answered in a trembling voice. "Oh, of course, how could I not forgive you? You bastard..."

"Yes, I am a bastard." Charles nodded, "I am willing to take care of you for the rest of my life, just as I promised."

The huge sense of happiness made Charlotte not know what to say for a while. Thousands of words were mixed in her heart, and in the end, she couldn't say anything. Finally, she could only nod.

"I will too."

God testifies, the sincerity contained in her words is several times more than that of Ciel!

The two people just looked at each other, as if a thousand words were conveyed in their eyes.

"Cough...cough..."

It wasn't until an incomprehensible cough sounded that the tacit understanding between the two people suddenly came to an end.

"Since you two said so, that's for the best." The middle-aged man tried his best to avoid being affected by the two unpleasant glances, and said word by word, "Let's start preparations now and strive to get married between the two." Let’s finish all this within three months. After all, I don’t know how long my father can survive.”

"We should really hurry up. The old man's condition cannot wait." Charles nodded in agreement with him, and then put forward his own opinion. "However, I believe you can understand. I...I have been very busy recently, and there are too many official matters. Therefore, let Charlotte handle the preparations for the wedding."

It is obviously unrealistic to let the Marquis of Treville take charge - firstly, he also has many things to do in the army, and secondly, after all, he is old and cannot waste his energy with complicated preparations.

"It doesn't matter. She wants to leave her life-long affairs to others. She doesn't feel comfortable leaving it to others, right?" The middle-aged man glanced at his daughter teasingly, and then smiled bitterly, "Phillip and I can also give her a call." After all, we have to think of ways to please her..."

"Dad, don't say that..." Charlotte smiled sheepishly, "I will definitely hold this wedding well, so that everyone can see what the status of our family is!"

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Then, before her father could say any more teasing words, she suddenly walked up to him and hugged him. "I'm sorry...thank you, dad..."

How much is contained in these few words. I'm afraid it's hard to say all.

The middle-aged man just stretched out his hand and gently stroked his daughter's hair.

Although he is willful, although he does not respect himself, although his heart is always towards others. But she is his precious daughter... I really can't bear to part with her.

"I'm afraid this will be the last time you hug me." After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said sadly.

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After a while, Charles and Charlotte walked out of the study. They and the young Duke of Treville have agreed that the preparations for the wedding will be handled by Charlotte. After the preparations were completed, they took the time to complete it immediately. In order to compete with the terrible death for time.

"Char... tell me, is all this true...?" After walking in the corridor for a while, Charlotte was silent at first, and then suddenly looked at Charles, "I... we really want to Are we united forever?"

Today's continuous good news has made her doubt whether her luck is that good. She couldn't even tell whether she was sad or happy now.

"Yes, you definitely have no auditory hallucinations. This is all what we have agreed upon. At least I will not change it." Charles replied decisively, "I am completely sincere about this. Of course, if you want If you want to change your mind..."

"No, how could I...how could I change my mind?" Charlotte replied immediately. "This is what I want!"

The two of them were speechless again.

After a while, she reached out and wiped Charles' face, "Charle, can you stay at my house tonight? I still have a lot to say to you..."

"Forget it tonight, I still have things to deal with, and I have to go back and talk to Grandpa about this." Charles rejected the proposal with some regret, and then said to Charlotte with a smile, "But there's no need to rush. , Anyway, we have plenty of time in the future, just say whatever you want."

"Well, since you have something to do, don't delay." Charlotte was surprisingly easy to talk to, as if her eyes were shining, "... Anyway, we will have plenty of time in the future."

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After sending Charles away, Charlotte returned to her bedroom with endless joy.

Then she picked up the note she received today from the dressing table.

"... There is nothing unusual about this person's behavior right now. I just heard that he will attend a party in Miss de Perriette's salon in a few days. We can keep an eye on it..."

After reading this paragraph, Charlotte threw the note into the wastebasket.

After what happened today, she didn't believe that Ciel's affectionate treatment of him today was just a show.

He must be in love with me, Charlotte thought.

Maybe my suspicion of him is just groundless suspicion? It seems that the dead Maurice was just spreading rumors and slander out of jealousy. He really deserved his death...

Charlotte laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly. (To be continued...)

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