Chapter 22: (Miri’s POV)│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com

Leanhardt-sama, you are terrible! You said you would help me find the man of my dreams, and then suddenly you hit me in the face…

It’s the worst. I still have a tingling sensation and I wonder what I will do if my face gets a scar…

“…Your, your highness. Wait a minute…”

“Fine, if you’re going to pick a fight with my fiancée. I have my own ideas…!”

“No…!”

Ararara?

Leanhardt-sama is looking like he’s losing his mind because of Alfred-sama’s anger.

—Suck on that.

He deserves it for smacking me in the face.

Ufufufu. Alfred-sama was angry with him for my sake.

My cheeks hurt so much that I couldn’t hear what he said, but I’m sure he did.

I knew that Alfred-sama loved me, not Charlotte-onesama.

Yes, he does. Of course he does.

Because Charlotte-onesama is ugly, she talks in difficult incantations, and she is a boring woman who is good at playing a musical instrument.

“What’s wrong, Leanhardt-kun? If you don’t have any more business to do, can you leave? I have a lot of things to discuss with Charlotte about our marriage.”

Alfred-sama, you are judging the evil Leanhardt-sama in style.

And for my sake… Ah, this is true love, isn’t it?

He is good-looking, smart, and a prince… Miri wants to be Alfred-sama’s wife…

” … Y-Yes! Please! Please give me some leniency, your Highness! …!”

“…”

Ufufufu. Leanhardt-sama, you’re not looking so good with your teary eyes.

Alfred-sama is a million times more attractive than this ugly, violent man.

I’ve made up my mind.

I’m going to confess to Alfred-sama again. With the cutest face ever—!

With a look that will make all the gentlemen look back…!

I’m sure that Alfred-sama will fall in love with me too.

Look at Onesama’s face…Miri would never be able to live if she was born with a face like that. Ufufufu.

“Um… Alfredo-sa—.”

“So, you’re sending Miri to the monastery. Good. I didn’t think she deserved to be a guest at my wedding, so now I can protect the honor of the Arzel family.”

“Eh…?”

What? What? What? What?

Oh, Alfred-sama, why do you take the story of my being sent to the monastery with such a smile?

“To tell you the truth, I was worried. I heard Count Arzel has a soft spot for Miri. Sending a girl like this to a rigorous party is like letting a wild beast run free.”

A-A girl like this? It’s strange that Alfred-sama should speak so ill of me…

O-Onesama is nodding her head at that? I don’t think so…Charlotte-onesama must have told Alfred-sama something bad about me—.

Onesama, that’s terrible!

Telling Alfred-sama all sorts of lies to prevent me from being happy…!

“A-Alfred-sama! Wait! I, I, I am not the horrible woman Alfred-sama says I am!”

“Huh. Well, let me ask you something, Miri… Do you know the name of my father, the King of Albania?”

“…Eh? Does the king have a name?”

“…Count Arzel, I need you to get this girl out of my sight immediately. If you want me to pretend I didn’t just hear that.”

Hey, hey! Father!

Why do I have to be thrown out of the room?

What did I do? What did I do? What did I do?!

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