The voice that came out of my mouth was rigid. Fortunately. Sniffling would have been the worst.
“Your cheeks are colorless. Are you sick somewhere?”
The sincerity contained in the worried tone was clear. Although her fingertips were trembling, she didn’t even know she was sick.
“You look tired. Let’s go back for today.”
Finally, that was Levanfell’s intention today.
Olivia blinked quickly. Her lushly curled eyelashes seemed to sink down damply.
The servant placed fig jam on the table. Seeing that jam, absurdly, a smile came to her.
“Of course.”
“Huh?”
“……You are kind, Your Highness.”
Although she regretted that kindness did not reach her, Olivia smiled faintly.
Levanfell frowned. Olivia gestured lightly behind her.
Including Count Hadgis, everyone bowed their heads, and among them, the youngest servant who looked at me as if watching a spectacle quickly bowed his head.
“Thank you for taking time out for me. So, you don’t have to send flowers today.”
This was my last pride. I didn’t want to be consoled with flowers anymore.
“Flowers? Are you hoping I’ll send them by saying that?”
When Levanfell chuckled, Olivia thought something was wrong again.
“What flower do you want to receive from me that you’re speaking so directly, Princess?”
Levanfell’s words came slowly.
That flower was sent by Levanfell.
No, that’s what I thought, and I never doubted it.
It was a flower from the palace, and there was even a card with the precious gift.
I couldn’t control my expression. Fortunately or unfortunately, Leopold, who was getting up from his seat, had no interest in Olivia. Leopold, who saw Olivia not getting up, grinned.
“Oh dear. My fiancée is weak. Rest a little and go out. And Olivia, if you want flowers, how about learning to wait until I give them? Like a lady. By the way.”
Suddenly, Leopold leaned over Olivia. His slow hand touched Olivia’s necklace gem with a tap.
“Didn’t I tell you? Bright colors really don’t suit you.”
With the affectionate tone, strength drained from her body. Leopold turned away.
Everyone disappeared like the ebb of a tide in an instant.
When the door closed with a bang, Olivia was left alone in the drawing room. In this quiet place, Olivia suppressed her miserable feelings and chewed on the facts.
The precious gifts that came many times, and the flowers that filled the room no matter how much they were refused.
The flowers that made me flutter, and the cards filled with affectionate consolation.
They were not all sent by Leopold.
Ha. She bit her lip, and a blunt laugh burst out. It felt like she had been nailed to the floor, even though she was as fluffy as cotton candy this morning.
It was pathetic. No, it was a feeling of the blood turning cold, more than pathetic.
The flowers I believed were affectionate, the cards were all lies.
Because all this time I spent for Leopold was denied.
Because even the encouragement Esella gave me by putting on the necklace was ignored.
Amid the feelings welling up, Olivia grabbed her blurring vision.
Don’t cry stupidly. Olivia Madelaine.
Olivia muttered to herself. She had to act calmly.
After all. I need to find out who dared to provoke me. After blinking her dewy eyes a few times, her clear green eyes shone sharply.
Olivia got up from her seat and walked to the drawing room door. Amid the regular clicking of her shoe heels, Olivia composed her scattered mind.
Half an hour hadn’t passed since the appointed time. She had given Sally a coin and told her to go play, and told the butler to come back in a few hours.
The only thing left was the hidden escort knight.
The risk of gossip followed when renting a carriage from the coffee house, and waiting for a private carriage took time.
How to get to the Prince’s Palace without anyone knowing… It was when Olivia was about to open the door and leave the drawing room.
“Miss?”
A familiar voice rang out in the corridor.
“How do I see you here?”
It was that man. A harmless man with black hair and red eyes. The man blinked and smiled as if he couldn’t believe this meeting.
That harmless smile.
“… You said you were going to give me a present?”
Olivia’s voice cracked ever so slightly.
The man’s eyes quickly scanned Olivia. When he discovered the nail marks on the back of Olivia’s hand, his red eyes cooled for a moment.
“… Of course. Miss. What can I do for you?”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
