Failed To Abandon The Villain

chapter six

Should I run away alone?’

She squinted her eyes and contemplated.

In fact, it was also difficult for Valletta to get out of the house. She lowered her hands and looked at the bracelet on her wrist. The bracelet was given to her by Count Delight as a gift for her birthday when she was 10 years old, and it made tracking her location possible. At the same time, it’s a device that can force Valletta to be repatriated wherever she may be.

“There’s no difference between him and me.”

In a sense that they were both locked up.

She lay down on her bed with her arms outstretched and swallowed her sigh. It seemed like adapting to this world’s way of thinking, which she hardly understood, was still too far.

Knock knock. Hearing the knocking sound, her waist reacted and her body immediately went upright.

“Come in.”

“I heard you called for me, my lady.”

“Yeah. I’m going to wash up.”

“Yes, I will prepare it.”

She nodded her head slowly. She was now used to being served and giving orders.

So will I get used to this shackled life, unable to go against Count Delight’s orders?

“I never thought I would come here to try and understand political marriages among chaebols.”

(T/N: Chaebols: Rich people in Korea are called chaebols. Usually means a large industrial conglomerate in South Korea, usually run by an owner or its family.)

Valletta sighed deeply.

She will soon be engaged to the Crown Prince. Count Delight informed her yesterday. We’ve seen each other several times, but to get engaged… She then swallowed a forced laugh.

“Ah, I don’t want to wash up.”

Today is the day to talk to the Crown Prince before the engagement. That’s why she didn’t want to get up, but the pace continues to keep her awake.

‘D*mn Reinhardt.’

If she refused 25 times, he should’ve understood and gave up. She never thought that every time she said 5 minutes, he would really wait for 5 minutes and wake her up again.

She lowered her head as she sighed.

After putting on the dress without washing up and eating, she was freed from the hands of her maids. When she complained that she was hungry, they said it would be difficult to eat as the dress may look bad, so the maids gave her an apple, a salad and three pieces of grass. Then they tightened the corset.

‘D*mn…I really hate this.’

But all of this was an order from the Count.

If a story that she came to the Imperial palace in a mess reached the Count’s ears, he might hang her upside down again even at this age. When she was young, her ankle didn’t hurt at all, but these days, she felt like she would lose her mind if she got hung up again.

“All done.”

“Okay.”

As she slowly went down the red carpeted stairs with a scowl on her face, there was Reinhardt in a better tunic than his usual one. Valletta turned her head toward his dazzling beautiful appearance, even though he was just draped with a piece of straw mat.