Chapter 234
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Unexpectedly, Alec shook his head as he gently rejected her even after she'd made such a promise to him.
Ophelia bit her lip as she was rejected yet again. Something hot started building up inside her, and she couldn't accept his refusal as an answer.
Could it be that he really didn't like her? Why not?
Then, why was he showing her these signs that gave her false hope? Was it all her wishful thinking?
Wait… he… he didn't know that she was a princess, right? But if she revealed that, what if he didn't want to be with her even more, when a mere noble had already hurt him that much?
Ophelia felt anxious and depressed.
Seeing how even her tears couldn't move him, she really didn't know what to think. But that pained look on his face… she couldn't stand it.
Ophelia felt her heart ache, and she reluctantly let go of his arm, studying his face.
She felt as if he'd ruthlessly taken her heart and crushed it between his fingers when she saw the well-hidden relief even as he looked sad and pained after she let go.
She didn't understand.
Roughly wiping the tears that were still on her cheeks, she rushed back out of the store, unable to bear being there any longer.
Why?
Did he really not have feelings for her? Was it all a lie? Or was there something else he was holding back?
She took a shuddering breath outside the bookstore, thankful that there were little to no customers that browsed that place.
The guard that usually followed her was carefully turned away, and she approved of his wise decision. Had he seen her tears she would have to get rid of him.
"Call the carriage," she said as she cleaned herself up before anyone else came. She would be damned if she allowed her reputation to take a hit.
The guard bowed, making himself scarce.
What should she do now?
Ophelia hesitated. How could someone not fall for her?
With her looks, as well as her personality, she was sure that she'd be able to charm a man however she wanted… unless that man was already in love with someone else!
The princess felt as if she'd been enlightened when she had that thought.
Who was it!
Alexander was much too loyal, if he was still in love with the woman who'd already thrown him away.
Ophelia glowered at the tile on the floor.
When the guard returned with the carriage, she glared at him with red eyes.
The guard felt as if his soul shook when he saw the usually composed and haughty princess staring at him with red, aggrieved eyes.
"Stay here and report to me if any woman comes to look for my Alexander!" she commanded imperiously.
The guard stiffened. According to his orders, he was not allowed to let the princess leave his sight when she was outside, but currently his master was supposed to be the princess. He could not go against orders.
…Fine. If she was going back to the palace, then there were others that were able to look after her.
Ophelia snapped open her fan before doing anything else, covering her unsightly face.
The guard saluted to her silently, and Ophelia didn't even notice the slightest hesitation before he saluted as she boarded the carriage, still mindful of how she looked, and whether or not there was someone watching in the shadows.
She probably looked a fright, with her tear-stained face.
If word got out that she allowed herself to get her heart broken by a man, who even made her, the belle of high society, cry, she'd be the laughingstock among their circles even if they didn't dare to say it to her face.
Not to mention, the ladies who were terribly jealous of her would take this chance to kick her when she was down. Their sneering attitude was worse than if they said it straight to her face, because she wasn't able to do anything to them if they didn't say it directly to her.
Ophelia clenched her fist as the carriage rode back to the palace at full speed.
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Ophelia sniffed, eating the ice-cream that her attendant brought her.
She was still red-eyed as she comforted herself in eating, the sweetness reminding her of how she could have been living sweetly had her Alexander just accepted her.
Instead, what she swallowed left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Candice was sweating as she tried her best to make herself as scarce as possible, lowering her presence as much as possible so that the princess would not remember her.
It was at this moment that the doors to her bedroom slammed open, as her second brother entered without any warning, and probably disregarding the maid's attempts at stopping him.
Even though he wasn't supposed to do that, Ophelia currently couldn't even be bothered.
She was just so sad as she wallowed in her misery.
"Second brother," Ophelia said nasally, her nose blocked.
Frazer looked at his darling younger sister and felt his heart ache when he saw how sad she looked.
She was usually well-dressed and put together, but now, she gave off the feeling of being dishevelled.
Even though it should have looked unsightly, her red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained face just made her look like a delicate beauty.
Frazer, who'd been anxious upon receiving the report, immediately changed expressions. His face was thunderous.
How dare that commoner do that to his darling sister!
"Don't worry, Ophelia, I'll help you get revenge!"
Frazer stormed out the door and didn't see his sister's panicked face.
Horrified, Ophelia scrambled off the bed, almost tripping in the bedding, running after her brother's quick steps.
With a strength that belied her frame, she dragged him back into her room fiercely.
What did her stupid brother think he was doing! How dare he even threaten to kill her darling Alexander!
Ophelia was so frantic that she didn't even realize that she'd already fallen this deeply – she wouldn't have cared if it was anyone else who'd incurred her family's rage, but the thought of harm coming to Alexander was not something that she wanted.
"No!" Ophelia shouted at Frazer; her eyes frantic.
"No? What do you mean, 'no'? You're already crying so badly that you're in this state, yet you want to help the son of a b*tch who's done this to you?" Frazer asked with incredulity.
Ophelia nodded fiercely, glaring hard at her brother. "I – I – he's mine to take care of!"
Frazer's incredulous expression softened somewhat.
That was more like it. He couldn't believe that his sister would ever let someone who'd wronged her go. So, it was actually that she wanted to take revenge for herself instead of not wanting him to do it.
"Okay, I understand," Frazer said indulgently, patting her head. "I'll let you get your own revenge. But, if you need any help, be sure to ask me, understand?"
Ophelia nodded obediently, even as she was shivering inside. Goodness, she'd almost sent her Alexander to his death! That was too close a call!
After sending her second brother off, she glared at Candice, who shivered and quaked in her boots at the princess' glare.
Who could have told him? It could only be Janice, right? She was the only one who'd seen her in this state, and she'd left briefly to bring her back ice-cream.
Wait, no. There was someone else.
The guard that she'd left to watch Alexander!
A fierce light ran through her eyes. He dared…?
Knock, knock, knock!
Three steady knocks on the door was the sign of a message received by the maids who were waiting outside.
Candice scurried to the door, opening it and receiving the message, handing it carefully to the princess. Thankfully, the princess didn't seem as if she was going to take her anger out on her.
Ophelia unfurled the parchment, and her expression changed when she read the message.
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Unexpectedly, Alec shook his head as he gently rejected her even after she'd made such a promise to him.
Ophelia bit her lip as she was rejected yet again. Something hot started building up inside her, and she couldn't accept his refusal as an answer.
Could it be that he really didn't like her? Why not?
Then, why was he showing her these signs that gave her false hope? Was it all her wishful thinking?
Wait… he… he didn't know that she was a princess, right? But if she revealed that, what if he didn't want to be with her even more, when a mere noble had already hurt him that much?
Ophelia felt anxious and depressed.
Seeing how even her tears couldn't move him, she really didn't know what to think. But that pained look on his face… she couldn't stand it.
Ophelia felt her heart ache, and she reluctantly let go of his arm, studying his face.
She felt as if he'd ruthlessly taken her heart and crushed it between his fingers when she saw the well-hidden relief even as he looked sad and pained after she let go.
She didn't understand.
Roughly wiping the tears that were still on her cheeks, she rushed back out of the store, unable to bear being there any longer.
Why?
Did he really not have feelings for her? Was it all a lie? Or was there something else he was holding back?
She took a shuddering breath outside the bookstore, thankful that there were little to no customers that browsed that place.
The guard that usually followed her was carefully turned away, and she approved of his wise decision. Had he seen her tears she would have to get rid of him.
"Call the carriage," she said as she cleaned herself up before anyone else came. She would be damned if she allowed her reputation to take a hit.
The guard bowed, making himself scarce.
What should she do now?
Ophelia hesitated. How could someone not fall for her?
With her looks, as well as her personality, she was sure that she'd be able to charm a man however she wanted… unless that man was already in love with someone else!
The princess felt as if she'd been enlightened when she had that thought.
Who was it!
Alexander was much too loyal, if he was still in love with the woman who'd already thrown him away.
Ophelia glowered at the tile on the floor.
When the guard returned with the carriage, she glared at him with red eyes.
The guard felt as if his soul shook when he saw the usually composed and haughty princess staring at him with red, aggrieved eyes.
"Stay here and report to me if any woman comes to look for my Alexander!" she commanded imperiously.
The guard stiffened. According to his orders, he was not allowed to let the princess leave his sight when she was outside, but currently his master was supposed to be the princess. He could not go against orders.
…Fine. If she was going back to the palace, then there were others that were able to look after her.
Ophelia snapped open her fan before doing anything else, covering her unsightly face.
The guard saluted to her silently, and Ophelia didn't even notice the slightest hesitation before he saluted as she boarded the carriage, still mindful of how she looked, and whether or not there was someone watching in the shadows.
She probably looked a fright, with her tear-stained face.
If word got out that she allowed herself to get her heart broken by a man, who even made her, the belle of high society, cry, she'd be the laughingstock among their circles even if they didn't dare to say it to her face.
Not to mention, the ladies who were terribly jealous of her would take this chance to kick her when she was down. Their sneering attitude was worse than if they said it straight to her face, because she wasn't able to do anything to them if they didn't say it directly to her.
Ophelia clenched her fist as the carriage rode back to the palace at full speed.
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Ophelia sniffed, eating the ice-cream that her attendant brought her.
She was still red-eyed as she comforted herself in eating, the sweetness reminding her of how she could have been living sweetly had her Alexander just accepted her.
Instead, what she swallowed left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Candice was sweating as she tried her best to make herself as scarce as possible, lowering her presence as much as possible so that the princess would not remember her.
It was at this moment that the doors to her bedroom slammed open, as her second brother entered without any warning, and probably disregarding the maid's attempts at stopping him.
Even though he wasn't supposed to do that, Ophelia currently couldn't even be bothered.
She was just so sad as she wallowed in her misery.
"Second brother," Ophelia said nasally, her nose blocked.
Frazer looked at his darling younger sister and felt his heart ache when he saw how sad she looked.
She was usually well-dressed and put together, but now, she gave off the feeling of being dishevelled.
Even though it should have looked unsightly, her red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained face just made her look like a delicate beauty.
Frazer, who'd been anxious upon receiving the report, immediately changed expressions. His face was thunderous.
How dare that commoner do that to his darling sister!
"Don't worry, Ophelia, I'll help you get revenge!"
Frazer stormed out the door and didn't see his sister's panicked face.
Horrified, Ophelia scrambled off the bed, almost tripping in the bedding, running after her brother's quick steps.
With a strength that belied her frame, she dragged him back into her room fiercely.
What did her stupid brother think he was doing! How dare he even threaten to kill her darling Alexander!
Ophelia was so frantic that she didn't even realize that she'd already fallen this deeply – she wouldn't have cared if it was anyone else who'd incurred her family's rage, but the thought of harm coming to Alexander was not something that she wanted.
"No!" Ophelia shouted at Frazer; her eyes frantic.
"No? What do you mean, 'no'? You're already crying so badly that you're in this state, yet you want to help the son of a b*tch who's done this to you?" Frazer asked with incredulity.
Ophelia nodded fiercely, glaring hard at her brother. "I – I – he's mine to take care of!"
Frazer's incredulous expression softened somewhat.
That was more like it. He couldn't believe that his sister would ever let someone who'd wronged her go. So, it was actually that she wanted to take revenge for herself instead of not wanting him to do it.
"Okay, I understand," Frazer said indulgently, patting her head. "I'll let you get your own revenge. But, if you need any help, be sure to ask me, understand?"
Ophelia nodded obediently, even as she was shivering inside. Goodness, she'd almost sent her Alexander to his death! That was too close a call!
After sending her second brother off, she glared at Candice, who shivered and quaked in her boots at the princess' glare.
Who could have told him? It could only be Janice, right? She was the only one who'd seen her in this state, and she'd left briefly to bring her back ice-cream.
Wait, no. There was someone else.
The guard that she'd left to watch Alexander!
A fierce light ran through her eyes. He dared…?
Knock, knock, knock!
Three steady knocks on the door was the sign of a message received by the maids who were waiting outside.
Candice scurried to the door, opening it and receiving the message, handing it carefully to the princess. Thankfully, the princess didn't seem as if she was going to take her anger out on her.
Ophelia unfurled the parchment, and her expression changed when she read the message.
Unexpectedly, Alec shook his head as he gently rejected her even after she'd made such a promise to him.Ophelia bit her lip as she was rejected yet again. Something hot started building up inside her, and she couldn't accept his refusal as an answer.Could it be that he really didn't like her? Why not?Then, why was he showing her these signs that gave her false hope? Was it all her wishful thinking?Wait he he didn't know that she was a princess, right? But if she revealed that, what if he didn't want to be with her even more, when a mere noble had already hurt him that much?Ophelia felt anxious and depressed.Seeing how even her tears couldn't move him, she really didn't know what to think. But that pained look on his face she couldn't stand it.Ophelia felt her heart ache, and she reluctantly let go of his arm, studying his face.She felt as if he'd ruthlessly taken her heart and crushed it between his fingers when she saw the well-hidden relief even as he looked sad and pained after she let go.She didn't understand.Roughly wiping the tears that were still on her cheeks, she rushed back out of the store, unable to bear being there any longer.Why?Did he really not have feelings for her? Was it all a lie? Or was there something else he was holding back?She took a shuddering breath outside the bookstore, thankful that there were little to no customers that browsed that place.The guard that usually followed her was carefully turned away, and she approved of his wise decision. Had he seen her tears she would have to get rid of him."Call the carriage," she said as she cleaned herself up before anyone else came. She would be damned if she allowed her reputation to take a hit.The guard bowed, making himself scarce.What should she do now?Ophelia hesitated. How could someone not fall for her?With her looks, as well as her personality, she was sure that she'd be able to charm a man however she wanted unless that man was already in love with someone else!The princess felt as if she'd been enlightened when she had that thought.Who was it!Alexander was much too loyal, if he was still in love with the woman who'd already thrown him away.Ophelia glowered at the tile on the floor.When the guard returned with the carriage, she glared at him with red eyes.The guard felt as if his soul shook when he saw the usually composed and haughty princess staring at him with red, aggrieved eyes."Stay here and report to me if any woman comes to look for my Alexander!" she commanded imperiously.The guard stiffened. According to his orders, he was not allowed to let the princess leave his sight when she was outside, but currently his master was supposed to be the princess. He could not go against orders.Fine. If she was going back to the palace, then there were others that were able to look after her.Ophelia snapped open her fan before doing anything else, covering her unsightly face.The guard saluted to her silently, and Ophelia didn't even notice the slightest hesitation before he saluted as she boarded the carriage, still mindful of how she looked, and whether or not there was someone watching in the shadows.She probably looked a fright, with her tear-stained face.If word got out that she allowed herself to get her heart broken by a man, who even made her, the belle of high society, cry, she'd be the laughingstock among their circles even if they didn't dare to say it to her face.Not to mention, the ladies who were terribly jealous of her would take this chance to kick her when she was down. Their sneering attitude was worse than if they said it straight to her face, because she wasn't able to do anything to them if they didn't say it directly to her.Ophelia clenched her fist as the carriage rode back to the palace at full speed.-Author only posts this on w.e.b.n.o.v.e.l.-Ophelia sniffed, eating the ice-cream that her attendant brought her.She was still red-eyed as she comforted herself in eating, the sweetness reminding her of how she could have been living sweetly had her Alexander just accepted her.Instead, what she swallowed left a bitter taste in her mouth.Candice was sweating as she tried her best to make herself as scarce as possible, lowering her presence as much as possible so that the princess would not remember her.It was at this moment that the doors to her bedroom slammed open, as her second brother entered without any warning, and probably disregarding the maid's attempts at stopping him.Even though he wasn't supposed to do that, Ophelia currently couldn't even be bothered.She was just so sad as she wallowed in her misery."Second brother," Ophelia said nasally, her nose blocked.Frazer looked at his darling younger sister and felt his heart ache when he saw how sad she looked.She was usually well-dressed and put together, but now, she gave off the feeling of being dishevelled.Even though it should have looked unsightly, her red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained face just made her look like a delicate beauty.Frazer, who'd been anxious upon receiving the report, immediately changed expressions. His face was thunderous.How dare that commoner do that to his darling sister!"Don't worry, Ophelia, I'll help you get revenge!"Frazer stormed out the door and didn't see his sister's panicked face.Horrified, Ophelia scrambled off the bed, almost tripping in the bedding, running after her brother's quick steps.With a strength that belied her frame, she dragged him back into her room fiercely.What did her stupid brother think he was doing! How dare he even threaten to kill her darling Alexander!Ophelia was so frantic that she didn't even realize that she'd already fallen this deeply she wouldn't have cared if it was anyone else who'd incurred her family's rage, but the thought of harm coming to Alexander was not something that she wanted."No!" Ophelia shouted at Frazer; her eyes frantic."No? What do you mean, 'no'? You're already crying so badly that you're in this state, yet you want to help the son of a b*tch who's done this to you?" Frazer asked with incredulity.Ophelia nodded fiercely, glaring hard at her brother. "I I he's mine to take care of!"Frazer's incredulous expression softened somewhat.That was more like it. He couldn't believe that his sister would ever let someone who'd wronged her go. So, it was actually that she wanted to take revenge for herself instead of not wanting him to do it."Okay, I understand," Frazer said indulgently, patting her head. "I'll let you get your own revenge. But, if you need any help, be sure to ask me, understand?"Ophelia nodded obediently, even as she was shivering inside. Goodness, she'd almost sent her Alexander to his death! That was too close a call!After sending her second brother off, she glared at Candice, who shivered and quaked in her boots at the princess' glare.Who could have told him? It could only be Janice, right? She was the only one who'd seen her in this state, and she'd left briefly to bring her back ice-cream.Wait, no. There was someone else.The guard that she'd left to watch Alexander!A fierce light ran through her eyes. He dared?Knock, knock, knock!Three steady knocks on the door was the sign of a message received by the maids who were waiting outside.Candice scurried to the door, opening it and receiving the message, handing it carefully to the princess. Thankfully, the princess didn't seem as if she was going to take her anger out on her.Ophelia unfurled the parchment, and her expression changed when she read the message.
