Today again, he will not come.
Olivia sighed. The tea had long gone cold. It was already halfpast three.
Wednesday at 2 p.m., a cup of tea in the outdoor garden of the Crown Princess’s palace.
Despite having been designated an official appointment three years ago, the times Levanfell showed his face could be counted on one hand in a year.
When he broke the promise, it was all to send a splendid bouquet of flowers or jewels one or two days later. A few weeks ago, a card was added to the bouquet.
I regret it, Princess. A meeting came up suddenly.
I couldn’t go because the conversation with an old friend took longer than expected.
I’m sorry I couldn’t see you because I had a headache.
Olivia shrugged her shoulders. But the disappointment did not disappear. It was like this every time. Alone in expectation, alone in disappointment. Again expecting, again, disappointed.
From a distance, the maids’ glances stung.
Even though she collected an indifferent expression, she could not escape the sharp looks as if seeing prey, especially the look from Countess Cheize, who had become the Empress’s chess piece two months ago.
Last time, she was criticized for not being able to capture the Crown Prince from the Empress. She could no longer be blamed.
Today, she really wanted to see Levanfell. Her betrothed, whose smiling appearance was exceptionally charming.
She was annoyed but wanted to see him again. After all, no matter how much Levanfell made Olivia wait, she could never hate him.
Since she was nine years old, Olivia liked Levanfell.
“Become the Crown Princess.”
That day was Levanfell’s eleventh birthday. The Duke spoke sharply, like a blade, towards young Olivia.
“You’re not so stupid that you can’t even do that one thing.”
The Duke’s eyes narrowed. Like when his mother looked at meat in the market, judging its worth, Olivia’s heart plummeted.
“I can do it!”
Although she didn’t understand the Duke’s words, Olivia responded forcefully.
It was the first time. The Duke spoke to her first.
If I do well, won’t my father continue to speak to me? Expectation swelled.
But that expectation was brutally shattered when she entered the dazzling ballroom.
“You’re that Madelleine’s bastard?”
Her head went blank. The cruel words of the children continued.
“They say the Duchess died because of her?”
“Yeah! My mom said the same.”
“Why is a nonblood royal here?”
How that moment passed, she chose not to remember. That painful scene was saved by a word from Levanfell, beautiful like an angel.
“What a pretty name. Olivia.”
Now twenty, Olivia clearly remembered the gentle smile of the elevenyearold Levanfell. A true angel who appeared where no one else would help her.
Since then, Olivia liked Levanfell. For eleven long years.
So, even when he made her wait like this, Olivia endured. Someday, really soon, if she did her best, Levanfell would look at her again, she believed.
The distant past was still beautiful. Olivia, who chuckled, rose from her seat. The maids approached. Countess Cheize, leading the pack, spoke.
“Are you leaving the palace? The Princess Royal is calling, it would be good to go quickly.”
The Princess Royal’s call? What task was she going to assign this time? If it was something like floral decoration, it would be nice.
A few months ago, she remembered the occasion when she secretly restored the Princess Royal’s fallen territory during spring. After Olivia had actually used her own fortune to solve the problem, the Princess Royal appeared as if nothing had happened.
Under the pretext of seeing if Olivia had the qualities of a Crown Princess, the Princess Royal always confidently pushed her work onto Olivia.
The broken crystal mine, or before that, the necklace of a ruined kingdom. There was even an absurd request to bring a mythical baby dragon.
Would another nonsensical command fall once more? A heavy worry weighed on her heart.
“Thank you for informing me. Madam, I have to stop by the Crown Prince’s palace for a moment, and then I will come to see you right away.”
“The Crown Prince’s palace? That’s not a place anyone can go to, Your Highness. Even if you want to see the Crown Prince, you must maintain your dignity, shouldn’t you?”
“Madam.”
The low voice that softly cut off her words made the Countess Cheize momentarily startled. Then she blinked her eyes with her mouth open.
The Countess couldn’t believe it. Clearly, the person in front of her was Olivia Madeleine, the filthy bastard of the Madeleine family.
The overwhelming presence, the cold green eyes like frost. The Countess unwittingly moaned softly.
It was a moment. Olivia’s eyes softly curved.
“Thank you for caring.”
“Aah, nno, it’s nothing.”
At the sight of Olivia bowing lightly, the Countess stammered. Olivia turned around with a broad smile.
Only when the elegant figure had moved some distance away, the Countess realized that Olivia was walking toward the Crown Prince’s palace.
[This is the time separator]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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