The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today-Chapter side4: Side Story 4

“…….!”

“I felt a little bit reluctant to be away from my wife. I don’t know how to endure it. This face was so dazzling in my eyes.”

Ash, who raised his hand which was intertwined with mine, smoothed my cheek with the first knuckle of his thumb.

I creaked my eyelids.

It took quite a while to figure out whether my head was on strike for a while.

I soon smiled like a broken robot.

In fact, it seemed that there was an error in one part of my head that was mainly responsible for language processing.

“Oh, well… I, I missed you, too.”

That’s the best answer for me that could come out naturally after a long time processing.

That’s very natural. No matter whoever sees it, it’s too natural. It’s like artificial intelligence that doesn’t know how to be embarrassed.

I dropped my head while I was doing self-thinking.

No, what is it? Where does he learn that? Or is he originally this type of person?

My ears were burning. I could know that my face was hot-red even if I didn’t have to touch it.

I completely hid my ripe face by taking my forehead to his chest.

And that’s why I couldn’t see it.

Among the people around Alice who struggled to look good to her, there was a man who was another partner of the other lady a little while ago.

And where Alice finally looked, who hadn’t looked at any of the men around her for a long time.

***

The door to the fancy parlour room burst open.

And what came out of it was a well-dressed nobleman, neatly dressed at a glance.

The employees in the hall were all nervous at once.

Soon after, the screams of concern followed.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

The man did not look back at the screams of being torn.

It was the employees who moved urgently. The employees in the hallway ran inside the parlour room and clung to the woman in bright dresses.

“Lady, my lady.”

“Are you all right?”

“How can you do this to me? It’s not anyone else, but you! How could you…!”

The woman sat down and shouted with a tear-stained face.

Her neatly twisted hair became messy and the hair decoration rolled on the carpet, but the woman who cried didn’t care a bit.

“I’m going to kill you! If you go like this, I’ll kill you!”

“Lady.”

“Lady, take a deep breath first and……..”

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

The employees stamped their feet to calm her down, but it was no use.

No matter how much the woman shouted, the corridor where the man left still silent without any answer coming back.

Tears soaked the woman’s cheek fell gradually to the floor, smearing the carpet.

“I, do you think I can’t? I’m really going to kill you! I’ll kill you and I’ll kill myself then! I………”

“Lady!”

The body of the woman, who was crying and shouting, drooped at some point.

The old maid sighed and stood up and ordered.

“Lady has fainted. Take her to her room. Call the doctor right away.”

Each moved skillfully and quickly as if the employees had waited for the maid’s order.

The youngest maid was the only one who hesitated because she couldn’t find any work to do.

Immediately the old maid’s command was given.

“What are you doing? If you don’t have anything to do, just sprinkle salt on that jerk’s way out.”

Unsurprisingly, the youngest maid nodded and turned around quickly.

When she went down to the kitchen, she found a mixture of salt and grabbed the spoiled salt.

The youngest maid held the salt tightly and thought as she ran to the front door.

‘How many times has this been?’

The woman who cried, cried and shouted in the parlour room until just before was married is the youngest daughter in the family.

And it was her fiance who made her that way.

Strictly speaking, her ‘ex’ fiance.

He unilaterally sent a letter to the lady a few days ago notifying her of the breakup.

Then today, he came to see the lady in person and confirm it.

‘Isn’t that jerk crazy?’

The problem is, there’s not only one crazy jerk.

The youngest lady was the third daughter of the family. Her two older sisters were already the same.

So, this is already the third time.

The youngest maid ran out of breath down the long corridor and slowly slowed down.

Outside the window, a carriage carrying the youngest lady’s ex-fiance, the crazy jerk, was seen leaving.

The youngest maid gasped and stopped altogether. It’s too late to sprinkle salt on the way out.

The maid suddenly looked closely at the spot where the carriage had left.

She could see a flower falling out of place on the ground.

A black-purple flower.

‘Again……..’

The young maid’s young face was badly distorted.

It was the same for the first lady.

The first madman, the ex-fiance of the first daughter, who came to destroy the family’s engagement, was holding a flower basket full of black-purple flowers.

He said he would go to dedicate it to his true love who he finally found.

So was the second bastard.

He held a bouquet of black-purple flowers in his arms and stamped his feet, saying, “I have to go quickly to deliver this to her.”

The crazy sound of him, breaking up with the second lady as he was in a hurry, was urgent.

But the third nut was like them after all.

She thought the third jerk was empty-handed this time, but it looks like he must have loaded it into the carriage.

“It must have been loaded over and really overflowed, judging from the way it spilt on the ground.’

The youngest maid looked at the flowers as if she were decorating the road and turned away.

Her back was chilling.

Is it really a coincidence?

In just a month, three people abandoned their fiancée and lover and went to the same person.

Can this really be normal?

In the head of the youngest maid, walking in the dark hallway, she remembered the recent situation of the maid she was close to.

Having been chatty but kind-hearted, she recently moved to another workplace. She said it was a mansion.

A mansion where a young and beautiful newlywed lives.

“…….”

The youngest maid slowed down.

However, she quickly gained speed again. The worry was short.

‘Anna, who works in the kitchen, said she knows how to write, right?’

The determined youngest maid walked like a horse.

***

“Madam, do you happen to know Alice Danekier?”

I put down the teacup I was holding on to Bessie’s words.

Then I clapped my hands.

“The Voldemort!”

“What?”

“Oh, no.”

I remembered something I had completely forgotten.

Wow, how did I forget that?

A few days have passed since the party was held at Count Slurpees.

That meant it was a few days ago that I attended the party with Ash.

But for days after that, I still haven’t solved any personal questions about Alice Danekier.

Originally, I should have grabbed any of the parties that questioned me before the party was over……

‘This is all because of Ash.’

I seriously laid the blame on Ash.

I wouldn’t have completely forgotten that if Ash hadn’t suddenly said such a great line.

Yeah, it’s because of Ash. Honestly, if you’ve heard such powerful words, you can forget anything else, don’t you?

While immersed in rationalization, Bessie put down a tray of snacks on the table.

I gestured to Bessie to sit down.

“Well, on my part, I only know her face and name. I’ve only seen her face from a distance.”

“You’re not acquainted with her, are you?”

“Yes, but why?”

I didn’t expect that name to come out of Bessie’s mouth. I remember what I forgot, but……

“A letter has arrived.”

“Letter?”

Bessie sitting next to me really took the letter out of her arms.

The white letter had already been opened once and the folded part was sloppy as if it had folded again.

I blinked and asked.

“Is that a letter from Alice Danekier?”

“That’s not the case. The recipient is not my lady, but a maid of this house.”

“Then?”

“Would you like to read it?”

Bessie stuck out the letter to me. It’s someone else’s letter. Can I read it?

I opened the letter because I thought there would be a reason for it.

The letter’s content was crooked.

I don’t think she wrote for this purpose, ut seems like asking me to read it.

But if I think about it differently, the sender was so serious that she had to write a letter with this poor handwriting.

I faced the freewheeling hand-writing letters with a reverent heart.

Fortunately, decoding it was not that difficult.

After a while, I took my eyes off the letter and gathered my brows.

“Bessie, have you read this letter?”

“Yes. The maid who received the letter asked me p for permission to show you. I checked first just in case.”

“Um……”

I put the letter down in a slightly complicated mood.

It was simple t,o sum up my feelings now.

Feeling outcasted.

“Why the hell should I be careful?”

This is what the letter says in one sentence.

Watch out for Alice Danekier.

Maybe the purpose of the letter was to deliver it to me through a maid from the beginning, but the letter was full of party notes to me.

Don’t get accompanied by your husband to Alice Danekier’s party. Never invite Alice Danekier to a meeting at the mansion. Be aware of the stores below where Alice Danegear goes frequently…..eah, that’s all I know. She’s telling me to avoid Alice Danekier as if she’s a plague. Well.

But she didn’t tell me the reason why she wants me to do that.

No, why?

Why is the request only double or triple but no explanation?

Was there not enough space on the letter paper to write the reason? Well, it’s certainly full.

But I wish she’d at least put it on the back.

At the party, too… why do they keep……

“I haven’t felt this alienation for a long time…….”

“So I looked into it.”

“Huh?”