“Is he trying to ruin his reputation again this time?”
Even if we confront each other, there’s nothing for me to lose, and it’s clear that I’ll win. Why does he keep doing this?
I don’t want to pick fights, but I’m not the type to back down from a fight that comes my way.
“But having enemies is tiring.”
However, Dorotea seemed to have no intention of being friendly towards me. Before finding my memories from my past life, she didn’t even bother acknowledging my existence, and suddenly she’s acting like she doesn’t know what kind of person I am.
Perhaps Dorotea is also involved in Marquis Angelo’s attempt to kill me.
Would it be worthwhile to be friendly with such an opponent?
“Alright.”
I decided on what to do.
“Okay! I’m going to scold those guys!”
With the encouragement of Greed, I approached Dorotea’s group.
“Um, are you coming this way?”
“How could that be true?”
“It’s not a lie!”
“What should we do?”
They seemed to be flustered, not knowing that I would approach them. Well, that’s understandable since I always considered myself an outsider and stayed inconspicuous at formal events.
When I stopped in front of them, one of Dorotea’s aides, Viscount Paulworth, stepped forward.
“What’s going on, Miss Elodie?”
“It seems like you all are having an interesting conversation. Since I’m free without a partner, would you mind sharing it with me?”
“I don’t think Miss Elodie would find our conversation interesting.”
“I’ll listen and judge for myself.”
I silently observed them exchanging glances.
There’s nothing to say. After all, they were talking about me, and they did it openly, loudly enough for me to hear.
Whether the person involved knew I would approach them or not, they didn’t expect me to stop in front of them.
Instead of Paulworth, Countess Pele, one of Dorotea’s aides, opened her mouth.
“We were actually talking about Miss Elodie. We’ve always been interested in Miss Elodie. We’d like to become friends.”
“I had no idea you wanted to be friends with me. You always whispered about me behind my back.”
My indifferent words seemed to shake Countess Pele’s smile slightly.
I wondered if she now realized that using awkward social skills against me would be futile.
I smiled and asked again, “So, what were you all talking about?”
Do you want me to tell you what you were whispering behind me?
This time, instead of Paulworth, Marquis Pele stepped forward.
“I heard the news, Miss Elodie. You broke off your engagement with the First Prince?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“How did it happen?”
It was a question with the desired answer.
It seemed like he wanted me to admit with my own mouth, “I broke off the engagement with the First Prince.”
‘But still, I don’t really want to do it the way they want.’
So, deliberately, I gave them the straightforward answer they didn’t want.
“After a long discussion with the First Prince, we decided to end our engagement.”
Pelé, the Viscountess’s question, which may have been intended to avoid damaging my reputation by asking ambiguous questions, became quite impolite.
“Did His Highness inform Miss Elodie of the breakup first?”
In response to the somewhat provocative question from the Viscountess, I answered vaguely.
“Well, I’m not sure…”
“Please answer accurately, Miss Elodie. Many people are curious about the breakup.”
Whether that statement was true or not, people around us were discreetly approaching and eavesdropping on our conversation.
Even though we kept a certain distance, it was still close enough for everything to be heard.
‘Well, this is the popularity that can’t be stopped.’
[Envy.]After just chatting briefly with Greed, I lost my words. Dorotea’s group, who thought I had nothing to say, suddenly became excited.
“Indeed, His Highness decided to break off the engagement. How pitiful…”
“Don’t be too sad, Miss Elodie. There must be a fiancé somewhere waiting for you.”
I didn’t say anything, but they concluded among themselves and began to sympathize with me as if I were genuinely upset.
Finding it amusing, I watched them desperately try to persuade me without saying anything.
Greed also asked a curious question.
[Can conversation happen without saying anything?]‘Can it?’
[Humans are interesting.]After consoling me for a long time as if I had been heartbroken, the young ladies seemed to wither when I didn’t react. They changed the topic of conversation.
“Oh, I read that article too. Miss Elodie, that…”
“[Dash] the savior, right?”
Once again, the attention of everyone around us focused on us.
After the Duke of Ferdia took over, it seemed like he had managed the aftermath of arbitrarily publishing the article, but I hadn’t publicly stated my position.
Dorotea’s entourage bombarded me with questions.
“Was it a mistake?”
“Seeing how quickly the article was taken down, it seems likely. What about you, Miss Elodie? It would be better if the person involved speaks up in a situation like this, right?”
“Well, I’m not sure…”
“Without any direct lineage or power, how did you enter the temple?”
“That’s true…?”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
