I Became the First Love of the Impenetrable Male Lead (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 125

“Brother likes Lady Rosebelia?”

Daisy returned to her room with cautious steps and let out the breath she’d been holding. Ever since she injured her ankle and had to stop sword training with Edwin, she’d been suffering from sleepless nights.

Following Rosebelia’s advice—that consistent exercise was essential for building stamina—she’d taken to walking through the mansion like a quiet stroll whenever sleep wouldn’t come.

That was how she ended up near the study and overheard the conversation between Agnes and Rinat.

“You’ll soon become Crown Princess Consort, and I’ll put this feeling aside. I can rein in my heart by my own will, so please don’t worry.”

Just as her thoughts spun in confusion, Daisy’s toes fidgeted restlessly. After pacing in circles around the room, she finally sank down onto the floor in front of her desk.

“My stone-hearted brother has fallen for someone for the first time… Why did it have to be…”

…Lady Rosebelia, who has already met her destined partner?

Leaning back against the chair, Daisy let out a deep sigh. Thinking back carefully, she recalled Rinat had once abruptly asked about Rosebelia’s visiting schedule.

“Had he already set his heart on Lady Rosebelia back then?”

Putting aside her failure to sense Rinat’s feelings, she’d even stood beside him at the Crown Prince’s investiture ceremony and told Rosebelia that her destined partner had appeared.

“If the person I love loves someone else… If they’ve even promised to marry that person…”

Just imagining it made her chest ache as though it were being squeezed tight. Daisy took a small, steadying breath and lowered her gaze. On the desk lay the letter she’d been writing to Rosebelia before leaving the room, untouched.

“I’ll show you my improved swordsmanship, so please be sure to visit the mansion when you return to the capital.”

She’d written that much but couldn’t think of how to finish it and had been lost in thought. Now, staring at the letter, she picked up her pen again. After a long hesitation, her hand slowly began to move.

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