Future Reflections의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 9

Matthew left those words behind in a hurry, and he soon vanished into the night. But the moment he turned away, my expression turned cold.The noise outside slowly faded. I stood there quietly, listening as he gathered men and rode away at full speed.The candles in our bedchamber still burned, but it felt unbearably ironic.I turned and walked toward the bronze mirror. In the mirror, I still wore my wedding hair ornaments and gown. I looked dazzling, but the icy look in my eyes could send a chill down anyone's spine.I took out a carrier pigeon and wrote a letter. Then, I raised my voice and ordered the people outside. "Prepare a carriage and follow the marquess!"The carriage raced through the night. I sat upright inside, holding the bronze mirror tightly in both hands.In the mirror, the old face from my future fifty years later remained clear.Her hoarse voice sounded faintly beside my ear. "On my wedding night, I refused to let Matthew leave no matter what. I cried and made

A sharp pain in my shoulder blade woke me from my sleep. I opened my eyes, but there was no one beside me. Only the bronze mirror that connected to the future was safely placed beside my bed.The old woman in the mirror looked at my miserable state and chuckled twice. "Foolish child. Matthew ignored and tortured me for five decades, and I only learned the truth yesterday. Sabella never died. He kept her in another estate, hidden away as his mistress for fifty full years!"They lived happily together surrounded by children and grandchildren, while I lived with guilt and blame for hurting my closest friend. I spent my life with only a rosary and prayer books for company, alone and miserable."I listened quietly to her accusation. Every word was soaked in blood. However, my heart no longer stirred. "The one hundred thousand silver coins you gathered for him became the wealth he used to support Sabella."And back then, it wasn't that he failed to bring back the frost rose during his tr

I walked to the dressing table. The old woman in the mirror was still leaning against the bed, her eyes empty and lifeless. Perhaps my resolve surprised her too, because a faint glint seemed to appear in her clouded eyes.I did not ask her anything more.I already knew the truth. From now on, I would walk my own path and create my own future.I wrapped the bronze mirror in a cloth and placed it in the box I had prepared earlier.When I walked out of the estate's main entrance, I looked back one last time.Matthew was gripping the bandit's collar, his face dark as he questioned him.I smiled coldly as I climbed into the carriage and returned to the Shaw estate without looking back.The wheels rolled on, crushing everything from the past behind me.When I returned to the familiar estate, my parents were already waiting at the gate. When my mother saw the wound on my shoulder, she burst into tears.After comforting my parents, I returned to my courtyard alone.From a brocade box

After running out of the dungeon, the first thing he did was go to the Shaw estate.He pounded on the estate gate every day, shouting Gwendolen's name until his voice went hoarse. I ignored it and merely made tea and read books in my personal courtyard.Gunter blocked him outside and stopped his harassment for me.At first, he simply kept Matthew outside the gates. Later, Matthew tried to force his way in. From beyond the walls of my courtyard, I would then hear the dull sounds of fists hitting flesh, along with Matthew's painful groans.Gunter would not hold back. Every time, Matthew had to be carried back by the servants of his estate. But the next day, he would appear on time again, and the cycle would repeat.I was very annoyed, but I was also too tired of him to pay any attention.Only half a month later did he finally stop coming, and I thought he had finally given up. But a servant came to report that Matthew had sold all the lands and properties under his household's name