Chapter 36: Liliana, conscious of the prince Part 7│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com
“Lili, I’m sorry. I won’t tell anyone again, so can you please put yourself in a better mood…?”
His silky slate hair was tied back as usual with a hair tie that Lilliana had given her.
The reggae-like head had a one-day appointment yesterday, so it could not be helped.
[Ice Prince] has all but disappeared (only in front of Liliana), and he’s a grown man desperately apologizing to the little girl in front of him.
Not so long ago, this was unthinkable.
“… I don’t believe you.”
Liliana sits on the edge of the sofa, her cheeks puffed out, and she turns her head away from William and walks to the other side of the room.
“What can I do to make you believe me?”
It wasn’t that Liliana didn’t believe William, but she couldn’t stand the thought of telling someone else her embarrassing story.
It was something she didn’t want even William to know.
She understood and knew that Daniel was a dear childhood friend and that he trusted him more than anyone else.
He’s like Molly to Liliana, it seems.
Maybe he told him because he knew Daniel wouldn’t tell anyone else.
But still, she didn’t like it.
She tried to punish him by making his head look like a reggae head, and I tried to curse him, but it didn’t make her feel any better.
In a moment of frustration, a few unnecessary words came out of her mouth, perhaps because they were unconsciously stuck somewhere in her head…
“Believe it or not, I’m just a person who was chosen because I was told that I was fine.”
William, who had probably forgotten what he had said, panicked.
“Well, I did say it, but I thought I told her that I wanted Lilliana after that…”
He must have thought back to that first time they first met when he made his excuses.
“I’m really sorry about that time. I know it’s an excuse, but I didn’t trust women at all back then.”
I still don’t trust any woman except Lilliana.
So at the time, I thought anyone who wasn’t too assertive would be fine.
… I thought she was cute, even when she was a little off, even when she was trying her best, even when she was happy and laughing with her sweets.
—I enjoyed being with her.
Until then, I had thought of women only as insects who swarmed over my family, my wealth, and my looks.
It was the first time in my life that I thought she was pretty.”
He whispered in her ear as he hugged Liliana from behind across the back of the sofa.
“I want to praise myself for choosing Lilliana at that moment.
I’m glad it was Lilliana. It has to be Lilliana.”
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