How To Get Revenge On My Sister Who Stole My Husband (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 43

“Like I said last time, there’s no need to worry—such a thing won’t happen.”

“You seem quite confident. May I ask what grounds you have for that assertion?”

“Of course. I’d be happy to explain. His Highness fell in love with Countess Evelyn at first sight and truly loves her—so much so that even upon meeting Princess Ella, who is far more beautiful, his gaze remained fixed solely on her. Even if he were to meet me again, I doubt he’d so much as blush.”

“…That’s exactly what I’m asking—how can you be so certain?”

“And even if he did hold feelings for me, it wouldn’t matter. After all, that very suspicion could be used to prevent his political marriage to the princess. Most importantly, I hold absolutely no feelings for him whatsoever. I’m the kind of person who needs a very long time to develop affection for someone.”

I stopped him before he could retort and looked straight into his eyes. The Duke’s sharp gaze softened slightly as he watched me. After holding my gaze for a moment, he let out a breath that sounded almost deflated and quietly murmured,

“…It takes you a very long time to develop feelings for someone, huh.”

The Duke brushed his fingers along the corner of his mouth. Frowning at his cryptic words and actions, I was about to ask what he meant when he turned back to me with an impassive expression and said,

“Now that I’ve heard your explanation, it makes sense. I’m sorry—I suppose I grew anxious at the thought that Prince Justin might ruin everything.”

“…Thank you for your honest apology. But please don’t do this again. You promised you’d trust me and act accordingly—that promise must be kept.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry. My thinking was short-sighted.”

The Duke apologized to me once more. Seeing his sincerity, my frustration dissipated. At that moment, Princess Ella cleared her throat softly and spoke to us,

“I’m grateful to you both for going to such lengths on my behalf, but perhaps you should end this quarrel now. It’s becoming rather embarrassing to watch.”

“My apologies, Your Highness.”

“…My apologies as well.”

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