CHAPTER 64 (1). A HUSBAND’S GREATEST DUTY

"That time! The carriage! Right?"

It was the lad, who was riding in the carriage that had bumped into hers while she was on her way to the Duke of Efreni. Petronilla wants to greet him with a happy expression, but before that, she saw the hand that he had put out first. The man spoke to her in a friendly voice.

"First, hold on and rise up, Lady."

"Ah… Yes."

Petronilla quickly followed his words as the feeling of shame creeped up after. Petronilla stared at the man as she placed the spilled cocktail on the table. The man, who seemed to be about a yard taller than her, was clearly a well-educated man. Of course, it was the same with Petronilla in the other's eyes.

"I apologize, Lady. I should have been more careful, but I have inconvenienced you."

"No, Sir. I also own some negligence. Then I will take my leave..."

At the moment, Petronilla remembered a certain moment and then tried to hurry on. But the man was surprisingly stubborn.

"Wait."