Chapter 1 Childhood 2. I checked my memory again ①

My father, Leonardo, was the brother of my uncle David, the third son of the Marquis of Finley.

My father, who could not inherit the title, was groomed by the Earl of Harvin, but my father was what is often called a prodigal son, and even after I was born, he was playing around.

So my mother, the Countess, finally gave up on me.

Well, I guess the Countess Harvin family wanted to have a connection with the Marquis Finley, and that's probably how it is with marriages between nobles.

It seems that my mother, who is a countess, sometimes directed her resentment toward my father, who was a playboy, at me.

She would only hit me a little or skip meals.

And she left childcare to my nanny.

And since the nanny was also a lady supremacist person, I should not give love to the child of a man who betrays the lady.

Because the mothers were like that, the other maids couldn't touch me, and it was a vicious cycle.

The only one who cared about me was my maid Marie.

Marie is the daughter of a viscount and was begged by the count to be my mother's maid.

I am the heir to the next head of the Harvin family, so I had to have a personal maid, so Marie herself approached me and told me to go ahead with it.

Marie is amazing.

In the midst of such a life, what put the final nail in the coffin was the "incident that my father's latest partner came to the mansion".

Of course, my mother lost her temper.

She kicked out the partner and gave up on my father, who was not there, once and for all.

My mother did not kick him out. But the very next day, she left the Count's house herself.

She didn't run off to the mansion where my grandparents lived; she left with someone she loved.

In other words, it was an elopement.

Because they eloped, of course they wouldn't take a child of a man they didn't like.

And she originally abandoned the child.

My father heard about it and rushed back to the house, and the rest of the house was a shambles.

My father snapped, asking me where my mother had gone and why you, the child, had not stopped her.

He punched me, kicked me, and knocked me out.

I had been beaten several times before for not looking like me, but that wasn't the worst of it.

Marie and indeed the butler stopped him.

They said that it was not good to let me, the heir of the next head of the family, die before the Grand Master, the Count, had made a decision.

If that was the case, I wished he would have protected me a little earlier.

But as long as my mother was there, she was the one who made the decisions for that mansion, so I guess it was inevitable.

My father, in order to prevent Count and Countess Harvin, who were living in the mansion he had built for his retirement, from finding out about it, he took a few guards and ran off to look for my mother and the man.

And then he died.

He was attacked by wild thieves. I wonder if it is true.

I heard that the Count and Countess had already been informed of my mother's running away from home. It's suspicious, isn't it?

A group of merchants passing by found my father and informed the house, but for some reason, one of the merchants found something belonging to the Finley family in my father's belongings, so one of the merchants sent word to the Finley as well.

The marquis, who seemed to be aware of the affairs of his brother who had been groomed by the count's family, took it upon himself to protect me.

But at this point, I was in the biggest trouble of my life.

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