Chapter 3: 3

Lucia, Abigail's aunt by name, couldn't avoid such an important meeting, and that's why she held Abigail in her arms in Rosalyn's room.

 

And at that moment, I realized one thing for sure. It was a fact that I couldn't stand to see Rosalyn and Albert living happily ever after.

 

It was like that just looking at what happened today. When I saw Rosalyn's happy smile, looking for traces of Albert on Abigail's face, my stomach turned upside down and I couldn't bear it.

 

Lucia from the original novel, who was possessed by me, must have the same thoughts as me in this regard. It was because Lucia Chase was one of the villains, who tormented Rosalyn when her affair was revealed.

 

She even tried to seduce Albert by intervening between him and Rosalyn. Then she tarnished the reputation of her family and cursed them for interfering with the lovers who loved each other.

 

After Seamus committed suicide, she tried to get revenge for her brother several times, but repeatedly failed and turned into a criminal, eventually being imprisoned.

 

Come to think of it, if I let things go on like this, that kind of future would soon come to me as well.

 

I might be able to avoid it if I could bless the two like Lucia in the original… Really, I didn't feel like it.

 

Am I crazy? To bless those who commit adultery?

 

No, no matter what you think about it, it was really upsetting.

 

What the hell did Lucia do wrong?

 

It was a childish act to try to seduce Albert, but where in the world is there a sister-in-law who would stay silent when her brother's wife committed an affair?

 

And why is it bad that an unmarried woman seduces an unmarried man?

 

It is problematic that the man has a lover, but when a woman with a husband openly goes out with another man, she says it is 'fateful love'.

 

No matter how you think about it, this world itself was strange. In aristocratic societies where arranged marriages were the basis, the atmosphere of keeping husbands and wives separate, and lovers separate was prevalent.

 

The desire to monopolize the spouse was also defined as an “uncool emotion.”

 

However, if married people were allowed free love, that was not the case either. This 'Terrenian Empire' was clearly a monogamous country. Legally, marriage was sanctified and adultery was discouraged.

 

However, among the nobility, although it was a nameless corporation, it seemed that the atmosphere of being tolerant of infidelity was taken for granted.

 

In this ridiculous society, no matter how much I tried, I couldn't prevent Rosalyn and Albert's happy future.

 

Seamus, Lucia, and the Chase family who interfered with their fateful love will be punished as villains.

 

But… I didn't like that future.

 

Seamus felt so bad. It was Rosalyn and Albert who were guilty of their crimes, so why should poor Seamus take his own life?

 

While my head was busy thinking about this and that, I heard a knock on the door and the voice of Samantha, the maid.

 

“I'm sorry, miss…”

 

“… what's the matter?”

 

I made it clear that I wanted to be alone. My voice sounded very cold because my head was already complicated.

 

“That, that… Count So is here.”

 

Samantha responded in an apologetic voice to my sharp tone.

 

“Lucia, can I come in for a moment?”

 

A friendly tone with a husky voice mixed with a slight metallic sound. It was Seamus. If it was his visit, Samantha's power wouldn't have been able to stop it.

 

I had no choice but to sigh and greet Seamus.

 

“… Come in, brother.”

 

When I told him to come in, the door opened and Seamus came in. Anyone could tell that they were siblings.

 

His long, thin skeleton, fluffy pink hair, and glass-clear eyes were a bit darker blue than Lucia's sky blue, but they looked exactly the same, so it was easy to recognize that they were of one bloodline.

 

With fair skin, long eyelashes, and delicate features, he had a graceful face that was uncharacteristic of a man. He was an attractive person with deep dimples whenever he smiled.

 

It's a face I've seen countless times since I possessed it, but every time I see it, it's an unrealistic appearance that I can't adapt to.

 

Rosalyn couldn't understand more each time she faced Seamus. She's willing to cheat on him by leaving her handsome husband like this.

 

Of course, that doesn't mean looks are everything. In the first place, because of my father's influence, I hated all men, and among them, I hated handsome men even more. A good-looking guy definitely pays for his face.

 

However, even with that handsome face, Seamus was a pure and innocent man who did not take a glance and only looked at Rosalind. He meant, a special unicorn among unicorns.

 

The heir to the count's family, handsome and caring. Even if you didn't marry out of love, how could you never look back at such a perfect husband?

 

Well, although I was praising Seamus like this, it wasn't that I had other feelings for him. Anyway, since they were blood brothers and sisters, that didn't work out either.

 

I was just cheering and loving Seamus from the reader's point of view.

 

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It was painful, so to speak.

 

It's just like my mother in the past to love her spouse's affair without being able to cut it off. I sincerely wanted him to be happy and to live well. It's like a parent's heart.

 

No, maybe this feeling I feel for Seamus is similar to that of a brother and sister.

 

I don't know, because I don't have any brothers growing up with me.

 

So every time Seamus heard Rosalyn's harsh words, it seemed to break my heart.

 

'Rosalyn, you loved me too. We would have been happy without him.'

 

‘No, Seamus. I've never been in love with you.'

 

When the conversation Rosalyn and Seamus exchanged in the original came to mind, I felt sick again.

 

How can you say such cruel things to a man who only looks at you?

 

That you've never been in love with him. Even though they had been close to each other in the same bed for all these years.

 

“I came to see you because I heard you were sick, but your complexion still doesn’t look good. Are you okay, Lucia?”

 

Seamus asked kindly as she stared blankly at his face, imagining that his handsome face had been crumpled by cold words that flew like daggers.

 

“… It's okay, brother.”

 

Seeing Seamus' face full of concern for his sister made her feel uncomfortable. It wasn't that I was really sick, it was just I was faking it.

 

Well, I was nauseous, and I was in a bad mood, but that was only because I saw Rosalyn's shit right in front of me.

 

And above all, the presence of someone worried about me was so awkward.

 

I was alone for a very long time, because I didn't see my busy mother very often, and I was busy fighting her even when we were face to face.

 

It with such a friendly face, I, no… What Seamus is worried about is not me, but his sister Lucia. When I thought that, I felt that the emotions that had risen suddenly cooled.

 

Amid this sentiment, Seamus's stare sharpened as he stared at me, his eyes searching my face as if something was bothering him.

 

Then, Seamus asked me in a serious voice.

 

“Lucia, are you… are you hiding something from this brother?”

 

For a moment, I thought my heart was sinking to the lower abdomen. I was worried that he might have heard a thud outside.

 

It's not that I'm hiding something, but because I had too much. Firstly, the fact that I'm not Seamus sister.

 

Caught? Did I get caught? In an instant, tens of thousands of worries passed through my head.

 

“ … What do you mean, hiding?”

 

It was fortunate that I wasn't the type to make a fuss. There was a brief gap, but I was able to respond calmly without stuttering anyway.

 

“That is…”

 

Seamus twitched his red lips and frowned. It was as if he couldn't organize what he was going to say in his head.

 

“… I don't know what to say. I think you have something on your mind… It's different from usual, but since you don't speak the whole thing…”

 

“… me?”

 

I was taken aback, but I pretended not to show off as much as possible.

 

It must have been different. Of course, it was different. Because it's not you.

 

“Yeah, these days you don't… you don't even smile that much these days. You used to laugh that much.”

 

“…”

 

I was at a loss for words because I had heard them often in my previous life.

 

Yeah, I've always been expressionless and feisty. I was often told by my mother that I was not cute, and I was often scolded by the boss for laughing when I was working part-time.

 

It was very sad. No matter how much I tried to imitate Lucia Chase, it seemed that there were parts of her innate personality that were so different that there was no way to imitate them.

 

“Is there something going on that I don’t know about? I won't tell our parents, so I'll just talk a little to this brother.”

 

Asked Seamus with a friendly smile. With a smile, the thin cheeks were deeply dented.

 

It was a smile that truly put people at ease, but it could not soothe my troubled mind. It was because I was very uncomfortable with the fact that I had to deceive such a good person.

 

“ … nothing's wrong, brother”

 

Under the circumstances, this is the only answer I can give.

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