About Your Pride and My Prejudice-Chapter 71: Sandra Linden

He came to me in my dream last night. The dream I had in the basement of the mansion and Troy was there, but it was actually the first time I had a dream of Alan since I came to the Principality.

I think yesterdays drunkenness was due to the alcohol, but I think it was also because Alan Leopold was so evil that I had such an embarrassing dream. Thinking about last nights dream makes me so nervous that I cant help but want to bang my head on the table and jump into a bathtub full of cold water.

ReallyIt is said that all dreams come from ones own consciousness, but I want to put the blame on Alan even if its cowardly.

It must be so, in realityeven though it didnt seem realhe pressed his lips to the back of my hand and fingertips countless times. The touch almost blew my heart out, so it must have been the trigger.

Even now, I dont think that I really fit the word of being a lady, but I dont think Ill ever be a lady. To see such a dream. A woman who dreams like that cant be a lady.

All of this bad luck occurred because of the last night in the main buildings dining hall.

Yesterday, I got to the point where it was hard to breathe just by being close to him, so I jumped up and said I would go back to my room because I am feeling drunk. I felt dizzy and about to collapse, and pleaded with crying eyes.

Fortunately, it was quite late, so he didnt force me to be with him, and I managed to dissuade him from taking me to the annex himself, and returned with the maid.

It was a rather shameful finish, but it was the best and the only way for me.

As soon as he left the dining hall of the main building, an uncontrollable sense of relief flooded in, but only his last words remained like reverberation and lingered in my ears. The truth is the same now.

Melissa, was it really a nightmare?

No. It was such an enchanting dream. The dreams where you come to me are always like that, without exception.

So it was so painful.

What the hell was Alan Leopold thinking? How can he touch my weakest part every time? You dont love me, but just like a lover.

No matter how many times I think about it, there is only one conclusion. All I can say is that he has a bad hobby of getting pleasure from bullying people who are weaker than him. The way he called himself weak now makes me laugh.

I should have pity on him? Who the hell does he think hes talking to?

Ive never been in such an intimate and concentrated space with any man before. Ive never even had a lover until I became an adult, so of course Ive never had a man who kissed my hand so carefully.

But even though thats Alan Leopold.

When I think of the touch of his lips, I still feel dizzy as if my heart would break. Even if I burn along with my hatred, recalling the months of anxiety and fear that caused by Alan, his face automatically disarms me.

Even if I feel pathetic and frustrated, there is no way. When I face Alan Leopold, Im definitely small, like an insignificant grass flower. A fragile person who shakes helplessly at the touch of his breath.

From the moment I woke up, I was preoccupied with Alan and my thoughts were filled with him, making it difficult to return to my normal mood. At least it would have been much better if I hadnt had a strange dream.

I must be crazy.

What do you mean crazy!

Kyaaa!

Then a woman with a silver tray rushed into the room and screamed, which made me scream too. It was a mess. It was immediately after that I remembered that I got a personal maid from today.

When I woke up in the morning, she was standing at the bedside casually, making me faint with shock. She introduced herself as Sandra Linden.

Sandra, who had an impressive tan and healthy skin and carrot-colored hair, was an expressive and talkative woman. From her young age of less than thirty and her bright personality, I dont know if Alan intended or not, but she seemed perfect for being my companion.

She had left the kingdom and came to the Principality of Lunoa when she was fourteen years old, having served the Leopold family since a long time ago. Unlike the existing maids, the frankness of bringing up stories about the family quickly made her likeable.

She has served the Leopold family since she was a child, and she left the kingdom when she was fourteen and came to the Principality of Lunoa.

However, as soon as I opened my eyes, it was not easy to get familiarised with a strange woman, so I asked her for refreshments, saying, Lets talk over tea.

Its been at least an hour, but I didnt expect to be back this late. I almost forgot her existence.

So, it wasnt until I came to the Principality that my skin became tanned. You may not know it yet, but Lunoas sun is much hotter than Sournes!

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I think thats why there are so many artists Oh, you asked me why I came so late?

Yes.

Look at my mind!

It was a little distracting, but it was still much better than the expressionless maids who were like paper dolls. I like these types of people because it seems that energy is transmitted to me when I see them.

My best friend Viola is just like this..I miss Viola.

I worked at the Leopold residence in Florin, not here. It took me a long time to find the kitchen, and when I got there, I had a hard time finding teacups and stuff, miss. I almost got to the main building!

But I hear all the people here are from the Leopold family. You couldve asked.

Please drop the honorifics!

Oh.you couldve asked.

Only then was Sandra satisfied, scratching one cheek and opening her mouth.

The maids here are very shy. Its hard to talk to.

Thats true, but you didnt know a single face?

How many servants of the Leopold family are there? You cant even imagine it! Ive been a maid for more than ten years, and since I was originally a maid who only cleaned the places used by the master, its safe to say that I dont know a face.

So you were Alan Leopolds maid?

Alan said the maids here werent his own people. Does that mean Sandra, who got into the mansion at my request, is his person? But Sandra is no longer a Leopold servant. novelbuddy.c om

Sandra.

I wondered how she had come to the mansion.

How did you come to the Duchy alone at the age of fourteen?

It is natural to be alone because I have no family!

No, I.

Thats not what I meant..

Sandra whispered in a cheerful tone, as if she had noticed my troubled face.

Ah! If youre asking about why I came to Lunoa after serving the Leopald family all my life! Ah, can I talk about this?

did Sandra get instructions from Alan? You cant answer what I ask you?

Sandra suddenly gave a strange expression to what I said. I was just puzzled, but looking back it became clear that the moment her expression changed was when I said Alans name.

Its because I am calling his name without any honorifics.

The master just asked me to help you to be comfortable and have a good time.

Ah.

I hesitated for an answer, anyway, because Leopold is like home to me. I was trying to differentiate between what is allowed to be told to outsiders and what is not.

Sandra, who took a sip of the tea with a subtle scentprobably from another continentcontinued with a sullen face.

Ill try to be as careful as I can. I was kicked out of my family when I was 14. To be exact, Mr. Leopold, the masters father.

Did you make a big mistake?

Miss, this is what I mean by what I cannot. So Im going to skip it, so please listen.

The maid, who said so, immediately moved her lips without waiting for my answer.

At the age of fourteen, I suddenly found myself sitting on the street, and the master secretly took care of me. He arranged a boat for me to leave for the principality and gave me settlement funds.

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The story of Alan, who must have been a young boy at the time, carefully helping the expelled employee is quite impressive, but I cant believe that its a foreign country. Is there an implicit rule among Sournes wealthy men that doesnt accept a maid thrown out of the Leopold family?

The influence of the name Leopold hurts to say the least, so its good to stay out of their sights..

I dont know the details, but I felt numb to imagine that she had boarded a ship alone to the Principality at the age of 14. As an adult and having a family, it was unbearably sad for me.

Ive been doing all sorts of things since I came here, and recently Ive been taking a little break, but last night, the masters person came and called me to the mansion.

Last night, straight away.

Im grateful for that, but I cant believe youre such a sweet and beautiful lady! Im so happy.

The sight of Sandra clasping my hands together as if in ecstasy almost made me cry. I cant believe Im sweet and beautiful..

You dont have to force yourself to look good, Sandra.

Actually, I came to the Principality and took care of a few young ladies. At first, I was really happy because I always wanted to serve a young lady.

Suddenly experienced?

But they werent as sweet as you. Youre the first person to ask me to have tea with you! Ive never seen anyone listen to me this well! Ill serve you with all my heart!

I know Im kind to some degree. To be precise, Im just trying to look kind. But.

As I blurted out, Sandra gave a smirk. Her two cheeks, which rose up, were somehow elated.

Youre embarrassed, arent you? But I mean it when I say youre beautiful!

I was just telling you to listen.

I answered because I was somehow dispirited. I wasnt embarrassed or anything like that.

I know Im normal. So you dont have to flatter me on purpose. As you can see, Im not as noble as the ladies you served, I dont hate Sandra just because she doesnt say that.

Oh, my God, miss! What are you talking about?

Then Sandra made a big fuss and waved her hands.

Thats not what I said! You may not be a conspicuously gorgeous beauty, but my young master has a very good sense of beauty!

what?

I said it wasnt just me!

(T/N: shes saying shes not the only one who finds Mel sweet and beautiful)

No, its not that.

Oh! I mean that Master Alan loves beautiful things!

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But why is your face suddenly. Are you feeling hot?

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