The Tyrant's Terminally-Ill Childhood Friend (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 54

Was it really just because his name was Lowell that the male lead seemed so cool? Of course not—it was the combination of various elements that made the character appealing and his romantic love story with the heroine that made him appear so dashing. Yet she had practiced only a mocking tone, completely unaware of all that.

Her imagination was impressive, and her execution remarkable—but her effort was truly admirable. Even more so because she had gone to such lengths merely to please herself.

[Of course he’s cool. But you don’t need to do things like that, so don’t!]

Thus, Lowell pulled Peter into a tight embrace and said just that. And so, the rift that had nearly grown between them was dramatically resolved.

The issue wasn’t whether the male lead of “The Ice Duke’s Contracted Bride” had truly been cool or not.

‘It’s been over ten years—could he possibly still remember that?’

What mattered was young Lowell’s tastes.

She hadn’t paid much attention until now, but Lowell couldn’t clearly recall what she’d liked or disliked as a child. Back then, being utterly naive, she’d often called good things bad and bad things good.

But Peter knew exactly what Lowell truly liked and disliked. And his memory was exceptionally sharp. He always remembered what she liked and would bring it to her, surprising her.

[Wow! I never even said I liked this—how did you know?]

[I saw it. How could I not know?]

Of course, Peter would always reply cynically, as if it were nothing—but the important thing was that Peter knew Lowell that well. Perhaps even better than she knew herself, including preferences she hadn’t even realized she had.

Only after recalling “The Ice Duke’s Contracted Bride” did Lowell finally understand Peter’s persistent questioning and their exchange about laziness.

Back then, everything about her tastes had been vague, except for one clear memory: she had distinctly envied potential. Yet even that memory remained only because she still envied potential to this day.

Lowell remembered the relief and disappointment etched on Peter’s face when he left—and just how pessimistic his expression had been at that moment.

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