Chapter 7

However, Melissa never refused his invitation. Because he was a fiance impossible to meet if not for those invitations.

“But you won’t break the engagement? Have you never thought that I would want to destroy it? Where does your confidence come from?”

At my heated words, Ian spoke as if it was obvious.

“Because you love me.”

For a second, I almost hit him over the head with the ashtray that sat in the middle of the table in the sitting room.

Help me, Kant. To all the scientists who said that humans have a reason, please pray that I hold onto my reason…

I closed my eyes tight and reopened them.

In other words, he thought it was okay to harass his fiancée because no matter how many times he cheated on her, he was confident she would love him? From the start till now. As a nation’s Crown Prince.

“Not anymore.”

“What?”

At Ian’s retort, my eyes flashed, and I glared at him ferociously before speaking firmly and properly.

“Now. I. Do. Not. Like. You.”

Ian drew an expression that suggested he thought the world was shaped into a heart. For him, Melissa’s love must have been a matter of fact. Throughout the last 18 years of his life, Melissa had loved him all her heart and body.

However, I wasn’t Melissa, you a**.

“There’s no way…”

“Love is originally something that sways. Didn’t you know? I thought your Highness would be aware because your lower half’s love swayed every day. Let’s just break-up. What reason do we have to continue this relationship?”

I spat out my words and fanned my face with one hand. I was starting to tire from being enraged for a long time. I started to find the title of this a**’ fiancée filthy. If it was Ian’s state, I also came to worry about this nation’s future.

In other words, I had lost all interest in Ian even as a male protagonist of a novel.

“No way! At least don’t break, break….”

Ian said desperately as he shook his head.

He really was handsome, but he was starting to look like a sh*t truck, and I lost the rest of my mercy. There was a limit to shamelessness.

“How annoying. Why are you saying no now?”

My voice grew louder naturally. Ian flinched and stuttered once more.

“Um, ah, that’s….”

My lord, my blood pressure is starting to rise again. Why exactly was he acting in such a way?

That moment, Ian’s lady, whose presence had been lost to all, had finished collecting herself and fully dressed herself. As she attempted to hurry out of the sitting room, she hit the corner of the table. The table shook, and the glass ashtray that sat on top of it fell towards the ground.

“Ahhh?”

Clang!

The ashtray fancifully broke into a million pieces.

“Your Highness?”

Just then, the door of the sitting room slammed open and two men hurriedly entered with flustered faces.

What’s this? I was astonished and blinked for a good moment. Did something happen outside?

However, one of the two men rushed over to Ian and the other grabbed my arm.

“Lady Podebrat! What kind of fuss are you making! There’s a limit to how much we tolerate you!”

My brain stopped and those nonsensical words. I was unable to retort and merely looked down slowly at the ground.

The pieces of the glass ashtray were scattered all around me as if it had been thrown at the villainess’ flare of temper. And I had just shouted. Ian’s mistress was already crying and trembling on the floor. The Crown Prince whose face was filled with the fatigue of being shocked by his fiancée’s actions. And Melissa’s past of having dragged women out of this sitting room by their hair.

Only then did I realize this man who had grabbed my arm and twisted it backward was one of the guards who had put a stop to Melissa’s commotions.

“Excuse me, there seems to be a misunderstanding here. I really didn’t do anything…….”

I tried to calmly explain the situation.

“Waaaah, Iannn, I was so scared!”

“Oh, Linda. I’m so sorry you had to go through such a traumatic event…”