Chapter 39

　　In the evening, Arthur Mu did as he had promised. Elizabeth, who seemed happy the whole time, sent all the maids and eunuchs away. 　　Her smiling face gradually showed her signs of weakness. As she sat alone, she mused. In fact, she felt more pain than she had ever felt before, but part of it was because she had to do her best to hide it. And part of it was because she had nowhere to go, there was no turning back for her. 　　It was better to let Arthur Mu hate her like he had always hated her. Hate is always more comfortable than regret. 　　All night long, she stood in the open hall, looking at the closed door not far away, gazing at it quietly. Her tears flowed and dried, dried and flowed, repeatedly. 　　Although Arthur Mu was lying in bed in the inner room, he couldn’t sleep for a long time. He looked at the door from time to time. For a moment, he even wanted to push the door and go out. 　　But, what then, if he goes out? She won't be there waiting fo