Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Chapter 389: : Slap



Silence envelopes the place while I look at Godfather with horror. I was initially happy because he was considering to support the Vrawyth Kingdom again, but I didn't expect he would ask Prince Fraser to marry me.

I look at Prince Fraser, who becomes frigid because of what Ruler Laird said. I repeatedly shake my head at him. Hoping he will understand that it is not my plan.

I may still have lingering feelings for him, but I would never do that. Forcing someone to marry me? That is not my thing. Also, why would I ever dare take the male lead from the female lead if I was the one who created them?

But it seems like Prince Fraser doesn't notice my reluctance. He then heaves a sigh and looks at Ruler Laird. "Great Ruler, I know what I did to Dame Csille is something not right, and I would understand if you will be mad at me. However, I am already decided, and I cannot take back my words now. I don't love Dame Csille, and I am saving both our times by doing this. So, I hope you could understand that I can't do what you want. Can you just ask me something else?"

Ruler Laird scoffs. "The reason why we decided to support the Vrawyth Kingdom is because of my Goddaughter. So, why would I support your Kingdom if you were the reason why she is in pain right now? Can I still be considered her Godfather if I do that?"

Prince Fraser stares at Ruler Laird. "Great Ruler, I hope you can reconsider things. You know how dangerous the situation of the Vrawyth Kingdom is right now. If we lose the two of you, it will be difficult for us after. Not only the whole Vrawyth Kingdom will be in danger even the Lauretré family might be involved. So, I hope you can reconsider things, Great Ruler. If you want to punish me for what I did, I will accept it. But please don't involve anyone in it."

Ruler Laird scoffed. "You want me not to involve other people here? Yet, you decided to humiliate my Goddaughter in front of everyone? I would understand your sentiments right now if you only didn't decide to break your engagement with Csille in public. However, you didn't even care about her feelings, so why would I care about you or the Vrawyth people? Who are they to me?"

I felt my hand tremble when I heard what Godfather said. This shouldn't happen. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be impossible for me to make Godfather support the Vrawyth Kingdom again.

"Godfather, can you do it for me then? I-" The words that I wanted to say were immediately interrupted by him.

He gently caresses my head. "Csille, don't try to save Prince Fraser. Principal Germund and I were already decided, and we won't be taking back our decision unless Prince Fraser decides to marry you." He then looks at Principal Germund, who is just watching what is happening. "I think this conversation should end." He stands up and looks at Prince Fraser and me. "The two of you can leave now. Principal Germund and I need to take a rest already.

I abruptly stand up. I was about to hold Godfather's arm, but he avoided it. So, I have no choice but to watch them leave the room.

I immediately get off the tearoom the moment Godfather leaves. I don't want to be left alone with this Prince.

I was about to look for our carriage when Prince Fraser caught up with my pace. He then grabs my arm and makes me face him.

"Let's talk."

I wasn't able to refuse because he dragged me somewhere else. We only stopped when we reached the back of Godfather's residence.

Prince Fraser stares at me with a frown on his face. "What is that?"

I frown and just stare at him too. What does his question mean? "Your highness, I don't understand what your question means. What are you referring to?"

"What are you doing here? Did you come here just to convince Ruler Laird to let me marry you? When will you realize that I don't love you and I will never love someone like you." He snaps at me.

I felt my heart aches when I heard what he said. I couldn't believe I would hear this from him. I came here because I wanted to help, yet this guy thinks I am only doing this for my own selfish reason.

I smile bitterly at him before I take a step forward and slap him. May my parents forgive me for hurting a Prince, but I couldn't bear to stand still and watch him insults me like this.

"I may have feelings for you, Prince Fraser, but I am not desperate for your love. After what you have done to me? Do you expect me to still have feelings for you? All I feel for you now is hatred. I hate you, Fraser. I hate you for hurting me again and again. I hate you so much." I laugh bitterly. "But I know I couldn't do anything to you because you're a Prince, and I'm just a noble. So, don't worry, I won't ever try to win you back and to answer your question. I am here to convince Godfather to support the Vrawyth Kingdom again because I know our Kingdom needs it the most. I don't have any idea that Godfather will do that. So, please don't blame me for something I didn't do. In the first place, you were the reason why the Vrawyth Kingdom lost the support of Illorian City and Alderrdeen City. So stop putting the blame on me!"

I give him a glare before I immediately get away from him. Tears are already strolling down my face. I couldn't believe Prince Fraser would say that to me. After what I have done for this

Kingdom.

Does he really think the world revolves around him? He's thinking too highly of himself.

I scoff and dry my tears, but no matter how much I wipe them off, it's no use because I can't stop myself from crying.

I decided to sneak out again from our Butler. I don't want anyone to see my current state. I feel disgusted and disappointed with myself. I couldn't believe I would fall in love with a man

like him.

He is so selfish. I hate him so much!

I run away towards the lakeside, but a carriage blocks my way. I look up and frown when I see

a renting carriage. I thought the Butler had found me already.

A moment after, the coachman gets off the carriage. He then bows his head at me. "Dame Csille, our Master wants to see you.'

I wiped the tears on my face first before I answered the coachman. "Your Master? Who is this Master you are talking about?" I look at the carriage and frown. Only noble or wealthy people can have their own coachman, but I do not think this carriage is owned by a noble or wealthy

person.

The coachman shakes his head. "I cannot mention his name because people might know him. But you already know him, Dame Csille." He looks around, making sure that no one is around us. "You even stay in his house twice already." He only whispered the last words.

I have stayed at his house twice already? I look at the carriage. It's Mister Sewell!

How come he is always present when Csille is in despair? Does he have eyes around me?

I didn't write this scene, so I don't understand why he is here. Is he spying on me, or is this just a mere coincidence?

The coachman opens the door for me. It's a good thing there is a curtain covering what is inside the carriage.

I look at the coachman for a couple of seconds before I get inside the carriage. I wasn't surprised when I saw Mister Sewell sitting inside. He smiles at me. "Dame Csille, it was nice meeting you here."

I sit beside him, and I wait for the coachman to close the door of the carriage first before I answer Mister Sewell. I look back at Mister Sewell and smile politely at him. "It was nice meeting you here too, Mister Sewell." I look around. "May I know what you are doing here?" Mister Sewell gestures his hand towards the paper bags lying on the seat in front of us. "I went out to go shopping in the shops nearby, and I happened to pass by here and saw you. Is everything okay? It seems like you were crying earlier. Did something happen, Dame Csille?"

I smile bitterly. Prince Fraser happened, but I know I couldn't tell him. Not now.

I look at Mister Sewell and smile reassuringly at him before I shake my head. "Nothing happened. Thank you for the concern, Mister Sewell."

Mister Sewell stares at me for a couple of seconds. "If you say so, then I will believe you." He then looks outside the carriage. "Why don't you come to my house cabin first?"

Go with him in his house cabin? I originally planned to unwind for a few minutes before returning home. But since Mister Sewell already offers me his house cabin, I don't think I can bear to say no. After all, the sakura tree in his backyard is way better than the lake. I'm sure it

will help me calm down.

"To the house cabin."

I immediately look at Mister Sewell when he suddenly asks the coachman to go to the house cabin. He probably has noticed that I don't have any objections to his suggestion.

I didn't say anything to him and just let look outside the window. I think it would be best for

me to do it.

I close my eyes, and my conversation with Prince Fraser replays in my mind. I smile bitterly. Prince Fraser, you are really pushing Csille to become the villainess, eh? Do you hate me this much? If you do, why would you even donate blood to me? Aren't you also hating a part of you

too?

I shake my head and lean my forehead on the window.

"Are you sure you only want to rest here? Why don't you rest in one of the guest rooms first?

You look exhausted, Dame Csille."

I look back and find Mister Sewell holding a tray of teapots and teacups with two plates ofNôv(el)B\\jnn

pudding on it.

I asked him if I could rest in his pavilion that is facing the Sakura tree because I thought it would help me calm down. And I am not wrong because the moment my eyes lay on the sakura

tree, I feel my heart calming slowly.

Nature is really a great healer.

I smile reassuringly at Mister Sewell and shake my head. "Thank you, but I'm already

satisfied watching the Sakura tree. Thank you for allowing me to come here. I really

appreciate it."

Mister Sewell put down the tray on the center table and sat on the chair beside me. "You are

always welcome here."

Then silence envelopes the place. The two of us got busy doing our own thing. I was busy staring at the blossoming Sakura tree while he was busy pouring tea into the teacups.

A moment after, he hands me a teacup full of tea. I bow my head as a sign of gratitude before taking the teacup. "Thank you."

I take a sip of the tea, and I close my eyes when I take a taste of the tea. It's as if this tea was brewed by someone who is a tea master.

I put the tea down and looked at Mister Sewell. I was planning to say something to him, but

he said something to me first.

"Csille, I know you were lying in the carriage. Can you please share with me what happened? Did you argue with Prince Fraser again?"

I smile bitterly. What is this? Is he trying to take know the real score between Prince Fraser

and Csille so he can do his plan?

I frowned when I realized something. But isn't this supposed to happen some other day?