I'm Terminal Anyway, No Regrets (17 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 9
My personal attendant was only the maid Lizzie, but today another maid came in with her.
Sola, Elena’s close maid, was holding my dress. She had never attended to my dressing before.
In my first life, Madam Olan had driven me to a nervous breakdown.
One of the methods was petty harassment. She made me uncomfortable and sensitive with very trivial things, wearing down my nerves.
The attitude of Sola, who kept glancing and watching my reactions, was clearly different from Lizzie’s, who attended to me as usual without knowing anything.
The dress was organized by Sola alone.
“Lizzie, is the dress ready?”
“Yes, Madam.”
“Attend to me.”
“I’ll do it.”
When Lizzie tried to touch the dress, Sola panicked and blocked her hand.
“I ordered Lizzie to do it.”
“I’m more skilled and capable. I’ve been praised by the young lady for attending to dresses well. From now on, I’ll do it.”
I gave a bit of advice to Sola, who was cautiously holding the dress and approaching.
“Is that so? If you’re that skilled and capable, you must have a strong sense of responsibility too.”
“Of course.”
“I’m Jeffrey’s wife, but I’m also royalty. If you hurt me by mistake, it becomes a crime of injuring royalty. It’s a serious crime, and your hands would be cut off, and you’d have to live in the underground dungeon for months.”
“Wow, crime of injuring royalty… the wrists?”
“Of course. Even if my skin gets scratched by a dress pin while putting it on. Because if poison was applied, it would be a big deal.”
I extended my hand to the pale-faced Sola.
“You’re capable and have strong responsibility, so that won’t happen. Then, will you help me put on the dress? Since you said you’d do it better, I’ll entrust it to you.”
Sola knows what she was supposed to do to me.
“You have to be very careful. Lately, my body has weakened, so even a slight scratch causes hives like I’ve been poisoned.”
“Um, excuse me, I’ll just fix the hem of this dress a little. Please wait a moment.”
Sola, whose face had turned ashen, took the dress so Lizzie couldn’t touch it and removed the dress pin sewn into the seam.
In my first life, while putting on the dress, my skin was scratched by a deliberately placed dress pin. When I got angry at the repeated incidents, Madam Olan scolded me, saying I was sensitive and the maids found it hard to attend to me.
She even made Sola testify about my behavior in front of the ladies invited to tea time.
Amid Madam Olan’s sigh and people’s ridicule, I couldn’t lift my head.
“Hurry up. If we’re late, the grand madam will scold us, and if I say it was because of you, it’d be trouble for you.”
“Yes, yes. I’ll hurry. Ahh!”
In her rush, Sola must have pricked herself with the pin and let out a shrill cry.
When I finished dressing and went down to the drawing room, Madam Olan, who was drinking tea, examined me.
“You’re here.”
“Did you sleep well?”
When I sat across from Madam Olan, Sola standing behind me was reflected in the decorative cabinet glass.
Sola shook her head toward Madam Olan, signaling failure.
Madam Olan’s smile awkwardly stiffened.
“The dress… suits you well.”
“Thank you.”
Madam Olan, who had intended to scold me for causing a commotion by yelling at the maid from the morning, hastily drank the hot tea and burned her tongue.
“How can you serve tea this hot!”
“So, sorry.”
“How much have you been slacking off that you still can’t get the tea temperature right! You’re fired!”
“Madam! I’m sorry! I’ll do better from now on! I definitely heated it the same as yesterday… Please don’t fire me.”
The maid knelt and grabbed Madam Olan’s skirt hem. At the maid’s crying, the corner of Madam Olan’s mouth curled up.
“Mother-in-law, the etiquette book says the hostess should not raise her voice from the morning. You know how much Jeffrey values etiquette. He would have been embarrassed if he heard.”
“You, you!”
“Please forgive the maid this time. If you fire her, I’ll have no choice but to tell him why the maid was fired, along with your fault in this incident.”
I recalled what Madam Olan had said to me in my first life.
“How on earth were you raised to raise your voice as the hostess from the morning! Didn’t you learn etiquette in the royal family?”
“It’s embarrassing that someone who can’t even follow etiquette properly married our Jeffrey as a princess.”
“Copy the entire etiquette book in your room. Since you didn’t learn it in the royal family, I suppose I have to teach you properly in the Olan family.”
Madam Olan could no longer get angry and bit her lip. After glaring venomously, she came up with another method.
“You can go out now. But I’ve heard that the princess has been neglecting her prayers lately, which is concerning. God is always watching our sins. A princess who needs prayer more than anyone shouldn’t neglect it, right?”
“Saint Marcio, who devoted his life to relieving the poor, said that the faithful are not bound by place or time.
So, as soon as I wake up in the morning, I pray in the bedroom with the purest heart.”
“St, still, wouldn’t the royal family shine more if the servants feel the princess’s devotion? From tomorrow, pray in the garden prayer room morning and evening. So the servants can see too.”
It was an intention to disturb my sleep.
Because people become sensitive when sleep-deprived.
I have insomnia anyway and can’t sleep deeply, so it didn’t matter.
I smiled and praised Madam Olan.
“Mother-in-law, you are truly an exemplary person. Worrying even about the servants’ devotion, you are indeed a model in high society.”
“Well, everyone says that.”
“Yes, I’ll visit you morning and evening. Let’s pray together.”
“Me praying? I…”
Madam Olan was flustered.
She intended to make only me suffer, but it would be impossible under family etiquette for the viscountess to pray while the grand madam does not.
“As the elder of the house, you should set an example. If it’s known that I prayed alone, people will gossip about what the grand madam is doing.”
“Th, that’s true. Alright, let’s do it together morning and evening.”
“Yes.”
I wonder if the busy Madam Olan, with her social activities, will have time for naps, but that’s for her to handle.
[This is the timeline separator]In my first life, I lived quite diligently.
I dreamed of a foolish life becoming the viscountess, managing the household modestly, and living cozily with Jeffrey.
Before the seasons changed, I prepared trending fabrics and patterns, changed the mansion’s curtains and furniture covers, and tended the garden.
I tried to get used to the unfamiliar mansion management.
Madam Olan and Elena always found faults, scolded me, and mocked my skills.
Jeffrey had no interest in what I did.
So this time, I did nothing.
I enjoyed a cake made by spreading honey and cream on thin biscuits and stacking them in layers. It crumbled lightly and melted on the tongue. The flavor was deep, rich, and sweet. It went well with hot black tea.
While enjoying tea time alone in the sunroom, as a maid refilled the vase water and left, something heavy fell from her pocket.
A necklace embedded with large diamonds.
The maid, who had been tense and conscious of me since entering the sunroom, was greatly startled and broke into cold sweat.
She quickly picked up the necklace like someone caught doing wrong.
‘They really can’t act at all.’
“Melinda.”
“Ah, it’s, it’s my necklace! I didn’t steal it!”
I only called her name, and she confessed first.
“I didn’t say you stole it. Come here.”
“It’s, it’s my thing.”
When I held out my hand, she handed it over with a tearful face.
It was a necklace given by the royal family as a birthday gift, claiming it was valuable, but it had many small scratches from being stored with other jewels, and the color was dull.
It was originally mine, but Elena had secretly taken it.
I took out a handkerchief and carefully rubbed the jewel.
“You have to carry it carefully. No matter how beautiful the jewel, if not treasured, it loses its shine. Wipe it gently with soft silk.”
It was staged so I would misunderstand the maid as a thief.
When the surprised me asked about the source, the maid cried injustice claiming she was accused of theft. Later, Elena testified it was hers and she gave it to the maid, making only me the bad person.
I returned the necklace, which had regained its sparkle, to Melinda.
“You have a nice item.”
“Don’t, don’t you find it strange that I have such an expensive item?”
“There’s no reason a servant working in the mansion can’t have such a thing. Ah, take this pouch.”
I removed the herbs from the sachet and gave it to Melinda.
“Ah, why such a luxurious pouch…”
“It must be precious to you, so keep it in here. Precious things should be wrapped in good things.”
“Madam…”
With tears in her eyes, Melinda choked up.
She carefully clutched the sachet.
There was someone watching this scene. Someone waiting to blame me when I misunderstood Melinda as a thief.
“Elena, if you want tea, come here.”
“Eek! No, why would I drink tea with the princess!”
Elena, standing in the hallway, sharply stomped the floor and left.
‘This isn’t enough.’
Since they care about appearances, they didn’t come on strong. Just looking at how they barged into the bedroom at night and hit me with a pillow.
“They should at least use a whip or thorn bush to beat me. People are too naive.”
It would be troublesome if the Olan family doesn’t step up more.
[This is the timeline separator]“Ah, a snake.”
When I lifted the blanket to go to bed, a snake was coiled up. Small stones were also scattered on the sheet.
We hate you and despise you.
In my first life, I struggled quite a bit with their obvious malice. I was used to being hated, but since it was my husband’s family, their actions left deeper wounds on me.
‘But now, I’m not scared.’
I carefully trapped the snake in a vase and threw it out the window. I shook the sheet with my hand and got into bed.
The underground dungeon was damp, hard, and cold air rose up.
Rats crawled over the body, eyeing opportunities, and sometimes snakes appeared.
Frogs or snakes met in the dungeon, or in locked secret cages or sealed towers, were welcome guests.
I even tore off bits of leftover bread for the rats.
Because I needed something to talk to.
I desperately needed another living being besides myself, one that didn’t harbor hatred or greed toward me.
The bed was soft, and the blanket was warm. A small stone I couldn’t shake off pricked my skin, but it reminded me of the underground dungeon and made me miss it.
Maybe that’s why.
I had a deep sleep after a long time.
‘I should thank the madam for it.’
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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Yes! Thank god he say it! Omg, she is crazy but the olan worked well. I hope she gets to the empire safely and swiftly
Loved this novel, i came because i started the manhwa and the story was really wonderfull, so i just had to know the rest. I am loving it.
hahahaha baby girl😭😭 she is so cuuuute. I really live her so so much
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For a man, this reaction was understandably awkward.
Oh. 👁️👁️😳
“If she’s being sent away anyway, who would do such a thing!”
Seriously, that people disgust me so badly… The audacity! Caring for her only in the struggle, and calling her devious when they are the ones who should be cursed! I hope she rises in the Empire and i hope that the news somehow causes in them atleast despair or some kind of disability.
“Marcus, please shut up! People avoided me, calling me ‘God’s rejection’—how cou
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Man… I know she’s miserable, but did you have to humiliate the woman like that?
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Girrlll whaaaat😭 that’s saaaaaaaad. But i hope she doesn’t do something to let them harm her body… even if it’s for scaping