Who Do You Like More, Mom or Dad?

ana’s reaction.
He then looked back at Grandmother.
Before she knew it her Grandfather’s tears stopped.

 

“Honey.
You didn’t tell her?”

 

“Tell her what?”

 

“Then that must be it.
Oh my.”

 

“What about me?”

 

Grandfather shook his head in despair.
Grandfather put his hand on Diana’s shoulder and made eye contact.

 

“Diana, this is the County of Ohrid.”

 

At that moment, her legs became weak, and she almost collapsed.
Grandfather quickly grabbed her forearm.

 

“Diana!”

 

“I-I’m alright.
For a moment, my legs became weak.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

She stood up again on her knees.

 

“I’m Spencer Ohrid, the Count of Ohrid’s husband.”

 

“Ah.
I see.
I haven’t told her.”

 

“How can you forget that?”

 

“Since I’ve never needed to introduce myself before, I forgot to introduce myself.”

 

“To forget…”

 

It could hardly be called a reason.
Grandfather stared at Grandmother for a while before continuing to talk again.

 

“And your grandmother is Clement Ohrid, the Count of Ohrid.”

 

Grandfather, who was coughing, said with a kind smile, trying to look as harmless as possible.

 

“So, you’ll be Diana Ohrid.”

 

 

***

 

 

Diana buried her face in a fluffy feather pillow.
Two turns to the left and two turns to the right.
The bed was so wide that there was no need to worry about falling down even if she rolled around as much as she wanted.

 

But soon she stopped rolling and got up.
This was because her hair strangled herself.
She then unravelled her hair and stroked Sky, who was sleeping near the pillow.

 

The same day she met her grandmother, Diana returned to Aachen to pack.
She also explained the situation to Sophie and Donatella.

 

She told them that she met her maternal grandmother and that she was now going to enter her grandmother’s house.

 

Sophie and Donatella rejoiced as if it were them who reunited with their own grandmothers.
At first, they were very suspicious, but after talking to the person Grandmother sent, they went back to Count Norvan.

 

Fifteen days after entering the mansion, she also met the Esteemed Mother of Ohrid.

 

The unhealthy Esteemed Mother greeted Diana in bed.
The Esteemed Mother also welcomed her warmly, completely overshadowing her worries.

 

 

[Philippa gave us a present.]

 

 

Diana felt a desperate sincerity.
The way she held Diana’s hand and swallowed her tears looked exactly like Grandmother.

 

‘And also… Hermann.’

 

If he had known Mother, of course he would have known that Grandmother was alive.

 

‘But why didn’t he tell me that I had a Grandmother?’

 

Just why? 

 

She knew Hermann was extremely stingy with his words to her.
But did he have to be stingy with his words about her family? Or was there a reason why he couldn’t say it?

 

She thought about asking Grandmother for the reason.
But she stopped.

 

‘I want to hear it directly from Hermann.’

 

Even if he kept her grandmother’s existence a secret, he was her savior.
He tried to become her guardian, and even gave her the inheritance.
If he hadn’t saved her, she wouldn’t have met Grandmother.

 

‘Since Hermann said that even if it took a long time, it would only take three months…’

 

It has now been a month.
The longest time before Hermann returned.

 

Walking by the canopy, Diana wore velvet slippers.
She was a little tired, but she didn’t think she could fall asleep anymore.

 

She unsteadily got up and picked up a glass on the table.
The water she drank from the cup was cold as if it had been newly placed.

 

She walked to the terrace and pulled up the curtains.
The dawn light of the morning shone.
In the still quiet mansion, only the sound of fountains and the chirping of birds were sparsely heard.
The chilly dawn air filled her lungs.

 

At the end of the garden, she saw a gardener watering some plants.
She heard the sound of the iron door opening from afar.
The main gate seen from Diana’s terrace was tightly closed, so it was probably the sound of the back door where the employees came in and out.

 

Soon, the sound of a cart rolling got closer.
It was probably the person who delivered the ingredients.
She could hear the servants carrying fresh ingredients for breakfast.
The gardener walked again, shaking the empty water bottle.

 

Soon she would hear a knocking sound in her room.

 

—Tok.
Tok.

 

It was a very small sound.
It was so weak that it wouldn’t wake Diana up if she was still asleep.

 

“I’m already up.”

 

Diana entered the room from the terrace.

 

“Hello, Young Miss.
It’s a good morning, right? You always get up early.”

 

“It’s a good morning.”

 

It was Michelle, the person who was assigned as her personal maid.

 

Michelle familiarly picked up and held a shawl.
She put the shawl on Diana’s shoulders, that got cold from standing on the terrace.

 

Warm milk, honey, and sugar were seen on the tray on the table.

 

“Shall I only place a spoon as well today?”

 

“Yes.
Please do.”

 

Michelle wasn’t like a friend like Sophie.
She was also older than Donatella and much more mature. 

 

After Diana emptied half a cup of milk, Michelle asked.

 

“Do you want more milk? Or do you want to wash up?”

 

“I’ll wash up.”

 

“Then I’ll prepare an ice pack as well.”

 

After she entered the County, she cried every night before going to bed, perhaps because she had more tears.
There was no big reason.
One day she cried because she was so happy, and one day she cried because she missed her Mom.