I should have run away. No, I would have been caught. But why would they catch me? Is there a reason not to call my name? There isn’t, right? Can’t I just not call it? Why do they call it? Are they mocking me? Is that Cryer mocking me? Could that be? No, could it be?
All sorts of thoughts were swirling, leaving her mind in a mess.
Cryer, who had not taken his eyes off her for a moment, tilted his head with a suppressed chuckle.
“What are you thinking about, that your expression keeps changing so fast?”
“I don’t know.”
Her answer was a response to his current question and also a response to the question he asked earlier about why he called her name.
Right after she spat out a curt response, Olivia had an abrupt realization.
It was because she didn’t know, couldn’t know the answer, and couldn’t give an answer, that her heart was pounding.
When her thoughts reached that point, Olivia suddenly remembered that there was another emotion.
Fear.
Wasn’t the fear of the unknown the greatest fear a person could feel?
When you feel fear, your heart beats insanely fast.
Good heavens, excitement connected with fear.
“What a mess.”
With an indescribable expression, Olivia muttered and soon dropped the ends of her eyebrows.
“A mess?”
Of course, Cryer heard her almost inaudible mutterings very clearly.
“Yes. A mess.”
Olivia nodded her head heavily and squeezed his hand that was holding her cheek.
From her perspective, she squeezed with all her might, but for Cryer, it felt as if a cotton swab had covered his hand.
Olivia put strength into pulling his hand away and spoke emphatically.
“You are the problem. You always were.”
In her first life, the second, the third, and the fourth life just before, the unsolved problem and the question without an answer for Olivia was Cryer.
“So the ‘mess’ was because of me?”
“Who else would it be?”
Olivia, who had returned the answer without a moment’s pause, narrowed her eyes.
“What.”
“What is it?”
“What’s that expression?”
Olivia, who was trying to pull his hand away, instead loosened her grip and brought her face a little closer.
“An expression?”
“It’s not the expression of someone who just heard they are a ‘mess’.”
“Is there a specific expression for such a person?”
“At least it’s definitely not your expression just now.”
The faces of the two bickering over nonsense gradually got closer.
Close enough to feel each other’s breath…..
At the moment when they both realized this fact at the same time.
As if by agreement, Olivia and Cryer stopped moving.
As the red eyes and blue eyes approached as if they were about to collide, only she was in his eyes, and only he was in hers.
As they locked eyes and their breath seemed to melt into each other.
Olivia quickly threw her head back and almost hit the back of her head on the corner of the bookshelf.
“That was a close one.”
If Cryer hadn’t pulled her in.
Although she tried to move away, she couldn’t breathe properly due to the distance that was closer than before.
Eventually, as Cryer lowered his lips as if to touch her head where she could no longer hear her breathing, he whispered something in a low voice, but Olivia couldn’t hear it.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Rewind time a little before Olivia called Ambroise to the Imperial Palace.
The person in question, Ambroise, was wandering around the palace of the Nordic Kingdom.
“……so the deal went smoothly……”
The Minister of Finance of the Nordic Kingdom was speaking endlessly beside her, but Ambroise let his words go in one ear and out the other.
There was no need for her, the next Countess of Taren, to listen to a minister who wasn’t even the Minister of Finance of the Empire.
From the beginning, the Taren family started trading with the royal family of the Nordic Kingdom not for ‘profit’ or ‘honor’.
When Ambroise told the Count of Taren that she wanted to do business with the Nordic Kingdom, he also asked curiously.
“The Nordic Kingdom? It’s close to the Empire and it doesn’t have any special products. Do you have some new information?”
“No.”
Shaking her head, Ambroise answered with a broad smile.
“I want to help the princess.”
Although the answer needed serious interpretation contrary to the clear smile, the Count of Taren allowed it without asking anything.
The princess was the benefactor who saved the life of his only daughter whom he wouldn’t even hurt by putting her in his eye.
Of course, she did not forget the calculation that she would become closer with the princess, the next emperor, and her daughter.
Unlike her father’s wishes, Anbeuh did not particularly calculate that she should become friendly with Olivia on this occasion.
She just thought it would be helpful to the princess and her knight if she could observe the situation in the Nordend Kingdom, especially within the palace.
However, the news coming to her sitting in the empire was too limited.
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.”
