IV. Delilah's Pov

That night I could hardly focus on my work as I look down while we waited for their family to finish eating at the dining room table.

“Raphael, when do you plan to return to the states again? Didn't you say that you will live there for good and until you get married?” I heard his father say. I clenched my fists tightly as I held back my anger because of what I heard about him.

(So, he really has plans to leave me and to just stay in another country while I'm alone here. Then I was right, that he just played with my feelings.)

“I'm not sure yet, but I'll let you know when I get back there.” He replied, then he stood up.

“Where are you going? You haven't finished your food yet. Didn't you like the pottage? Or maybe you have something else you want to eat, just tell.me.” His mother was worried.

“There's no need. I'm full. I wish to rest for a while in the room.” He responded, then the head maid brought me closer to him. I was surprised to slowly approach him, and then she said, “Please show him where his guest room is so he can rest because he must be tired from the long flight to get here.” She smiled at me and without a word, I just nodded my head. As she ordered me, I gently showed him the way to the guest room while he followed behind me.

“Have we met before?” the silence between the two of us suddenly broke when I heard his voice from behind me. It took me a little while to respond to him because my anger towards him was more dominant, but I have to take care of my job because if I lose my job what will I do? How will my child be? How about the two of us?

“I think we just met.” I weakly responded to him.

“Are you sure? Why do I feel like we've met?” when he said that, I suddenly stopped walking and clenched my two fists.

(If you only knew, Raphael, how hurts you are doing this to me now and if you truly love me, you would not be able to deceived my heart. But what did I do wrong to you to treat me like this?) 

At those times, I feel like I want to cry, scream or lose myself because of the weight of my feelings. I would like to slap him again and again to remind him of everything he promised me. But it seems that instantly it suddenly changed. He is no longer the Raphael that I loved so much. I don't even know who this man is with me now. Instead of answering him and telling him the truth, I pretended that I didn't know him. That's why I just swallowed deeply and took him to the guest room.

“Your room is here.” The only thing I said to him was when I turned my back on him, but suddenly, he pulled me by my wrist, and then he pushed me in front of the door while locking me in his two arms. My eyes widened in shock, and I saw in his eyes that he was no longer the man I first loved. I don't recognize him anymore. Who is this man really? 

He brought his face so close to mine that I could almost feel his warm breath. In addition to that, our eyes met each other as if he wanted to know something from me.

“No, I really feel like I've seen those eyes of yours before.” He said in a weak and surprised voice. I frowned at him, and I couldn't seem to understand why he didn't seem to know me.

“Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to.” He added while distancing himself from me. “Did I startle you? I didn't mean to scare you. I just don't remember where I saw you, but you said it was the first time we met, maybe I'm just wrong.” He scratched the back of his head. I didn't react to what he said, instead I just quietly walked away from him, not letting it be known in my every move that I was very disappointed with him. I stopped in my tracks when I heard the door close from his room before I turned there. 

(Is he just pretending that he doesn't know me or because he is ashamed to admit what our relationship really is?) I whispered from my mind. I was about to go down the stairs when I suddenly stepped back when I saw a man who seemed to be looking at me the wrong way.

“What did he tell you?” He asked me. I couldn't answer him right away because I didn't know what I should say to him, besides that, why does he seem to want to know what Raphael and I have? And if I'm not mistaken, he is Claus. Montenegro's second heir and his younger brother. 

Instead of answering him, I just ignored him, instead I just bowed my head and continued walking down the stairs. But when I got close to him, he suddenly held me tightly by my arm which surprised me. His hands were so tight that I turned to him and saw his eyes burning with anger.

(What does he need from me, what does he want to know?)

“Are you deaf? Or are you deliberately underestimating me?” he said in a whispering voice, but the expression on his face was angry. I tried to remove his hand that was tightly holding my arm, but it seemed that his anger towards me only intensified. I was about to speak, but I immediately stopped when I heard his familiar voice from behind us.

“Hey, you!” he shouted, and then I turned to him. Raphael is calling me. “Where's my tea? Didn't I tell you I wanted to have tea?” He added that I was surprised by him because he never mentioned anything to me about that.

“What are you waiting for there? Why haven't you left yet? Are you just going to stand there?” he said at the same time Claus let go of me, and then he avoided looking at me. I don't understand why Raphael said that, but I think he knows what's going on, and he just wants to protect me from his arrogant brother or because he doesn't want anyone to know about our relationship? However, I just followed what he ordered me even though I knew that he only said that to get me away from his brother. Without saying a word, I went down the stairs with my head down until I reached the kitchen. I quickly took a glass and drank water because of the fear and nervousness I was feeling earlier because of those two. I don't know what kind of relationship the two of them have, but they don't seem to get along and seem to be far from each other. While I was stunned, Betty suddenly approached me, and then she asked about Raphael. I couldn't answer him because even I was confused by what was happening. But while she was talking, I saw Claus staring at me intently from the door. I immediately looked away from him and pretended that I didn't notice him.

“Are you listening to me? Are you okay?” When I heard Betty's voice, I immediately shifted my attention to her, but I was still puzzled about that man, Claus. Why was he staring at me like that, and why does he seem to dislike me? Could it be that he knows something about our relationship with his brother? Or maybe he has other goals for me? 

Even though I was looking at Betty, I still seemed to feel that Claus was staring at me. But after a while he left, and then I breathed a sigh of relief. 

“Are you okay? Why do you look pale and like you've seen a ghost? Is there something wrong?” she said worriedly to me and was about to touch my forehead, but I immediately stopped her which shocked her.

“I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. I'll leave you for now because I have other things to do.” That's all I said to her then I left.