A table laid like a painting in the grand garden shade.
Sunlight, glistening like jewels, lovingly fell upon Lamein’s face, seated at the table.
The colorful, beautiful flowers that seemed to have been sowed all over the garden.
The rustling leaves hanging from the trees made a pleasing sound whenever the wind blew.
Lamein, rising slowly from her seat, wore an expression as peaceful as the vista before her eyes.
She moved her steps slowly, along the shade of the trees.
A gentle smile spread on her lips as she walked, her extravagant and beautiful dress, unlike anything she had worn or even imagined before, swaying with each step.
‘So this is how the nobility live.’
A life where death could come at any moment.
‘Enjoy. Yes, enjoy. That’s right.’
So at that moment, she decided, over and over again in her heart, to relish these gracious things to the fullest.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp.
From somewhere, the radiant and beautiful sound of a bird’s song was heard.
The tiny steps that had been tiptoeing on the ground stopped moving.
Lamein, who had been making fine lines, slowly squinted her eyes.
“Hmm.”
Her gaze, which had been leisurely surveying the surroundings, halted somewhere amidst the rustling grass.
She moved her steps stealthily, and picked up a small stone that had fallen on the ground.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp.
The beautiful sound of the bird’s song was heard again.
Whisk.
She threw the stone with all her might. And then,
‘AAAAAAHHH!!’
She roared like a wild beast in her heart, and exhaled a ragged breath.
Thud!
She glared at the birds, flaunting their beautiful colors, flying peacefully in the sky.
“Enough with the nice sound after one or two days!!”
So annoying! It’s so annoying!!
It feels like I’m hearing the birds’ sound even in my sleep!!
“Why aren’t the people in this house coming back?”
Are the protagonists going around the world by themselves? I don’t even see a shadow of them.
“Is Cedric going to die training all his life?”
That husband bastard lives all day just swinging his sword.
“What kind of romance novel is this?”
Even if something went wrong, it went terribly wrong.
In the romance novels she had read, every day was filled with parties and banquets, and exciting incidents occurred.
But in reality, it feels like she’s playing a game of survival alone on a deserted island.
The birds that had flown away returned, circling the sky and landing on the tree next to where she was sitting a moment ago.
Swallowing the resounding sound once again, she let out a sigh.
‘I’d rather go back to my chaotic life in the emergency room.’
She remembered her life before she reincarnated.
Then suddenly, she realized that she was thinking something absurd.
“I must be crazy. If I go back to that time, I would want to die again.”
A time when the goal of living each day was a pain.
She remembered her past self, who couldn’t even eat properly and curled up in a corner to sleep, and let out a bitter laugh.
“It’s nostalgia. What is this.”
Back then, when she was constantly heaving short sighs.
“Madam!”
At Jane’s voice, Lamein quickly turned her head.
The corners of her depressed eyes shot up with excitement.
In this place, like a deserted island, she was so glad to see her, who at least talks to her.
“I’ve brought your favorite milk tea and freshly baked apple pie!”
Lamein’s gaze fell onto the tray held by Jane, who was beaming broadly.
The luscious, appetizing apple pie.
As she had predicted on the day of her reincarnation, the food here was superb.
It felt like she was enjoying the luxury of tasting the food of a famous chef at a fivestar hotel restaurant every day.
But now.
“Just leave it there. I’ll eat it later.”
Even the food that she once found so delicious that she would dream of it, now just made her sullen when it was right before her eyes.
Lamein walked heavily and sat in a chair in front of the table.
Jane, who had filled her cup with fragrant milk tea, clasped her hands neatly in front of her skirt and looked on.
Thinking about Jane’s sincerity for her, she reached out to the pretty cup adorned with rose pictures, when…
Rustle.
Somewhere in the garden, a noise echoed, causing Jane to turn her head.
“Ah! A raccoon!”
Jane pointed towards the sudden appearance of the raccoon in the garden, her voice laced with surprise.
“Really? There’s a raccoon?”
She, who had gotten accustomed to the lethargic life of the mansion out of sheer boredom, grumbled without much enthusiasm.
She was in a state where she would barely show interest even if a winged dragon suddenly sprang out, breathing fire and flying in the sky.
Without even casting a glance, she took a sip of her milk tea.
“My Lady! Look, it’s a raccoon.”
“Yes. I got it.”
“Oh my. It’s so cute.”
Even if it’s cute, a raccoon is just a raccoon.
As she raised one corner of her eye, tipping her tea cup to her lips again.
“What a chubby raccoon.”
At Jane’s remark, Lamein slowly raised her eyelids and turned her head.
“My Lady. I’m right, aren’t I?”
As Lamein looked at the raccoon, Jane asked as if seeking agreement with her opinion.
Indeed, there was a chubby raccoon.
A chubby raccoon.
‘I kind of want to catch one……’
Reminiscing the taste of a memory she would never experience again, she turned her head back.
And slowly sipped her milk tea.
‘I guess it’s nostalgia.’
Haa. She sighed a long thin sigh and looked up at the sky with gloomy eyes.
“Ah! That’s right. My Lady!”
“……What?”
Lamein, who answered a beat later, met Jane’s gaze with unfocused eyes.
“This afternoon, the Duke and Duchess, the young Duke, and Miss Elina are supposed to return.”
“Today?”
“Yes. They say they will come right after the bridge construction is over.”
“The bridge construction finally ended?”
“Yes.”
At that moment, life began to return to Lamein’s ashen face.
There had been construction going on on the large bridge that she needed to cross to get to the city.
That had kept her confined to the mansion.
‘Finally, I can go out?’
A ray of hope shone on her idle life.
“My Lady. Are you that happy?”
“……Huh?”
Jane studied her face with round eyes.
“You must have been waiting a lot.”
“Waiting? For what?”
As she looked at Jane with a puzzled expression.
“The Duke and Duchess, the young Duke, and Miss Elina’s return.”
Jane slowly explained what she meant.
……Ah, right. They were coming too.
Lamein, who was happy about the successful completion of the bridge construction, composed her expression.
“Well. It’s a joyful occasion, when family returns. It should be.”
They are going to be strangers someday. But the thought of meeting the protagonists from the original work makes her feel slightly excited and nervous.
Lamein’s heart began to beat faster for various reasons.
‘Is this the end of my idle time?’
Her violet eyes sparkled more brilliantly than ever before.
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.”
