The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 65

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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 065

This was a passage that made me understand how this old lady had been leading high society.

She must have abused her power tremendously by using the fear that you’d be marked if you didn’t make a good impression on her.

And while she was at it, she’d crush young ladies’ self-esteem in advance so they could never climb back up later.

I think this is called ‘taming’ in high society terms.

“Ah, is that so.”

But what to do about this.

“Then I’ll call you Duchess, Countess Herman.”

My goal is to give up halfway anyway.

‘No wonder she was so adamant that only I could come in when receiving lessons.’

Only servants stand during their master’s conversation. The form of address too.

So this was blatantly treating me like a maid.

I felt somewhat refreshed looking at someone trying to break my spirit.

‘Is this what living under in-laws is like? A real mother-in-law doesn’t make me suffer like this, but some stranger does.’

I chuckled and moved deliberately. And then.

“…!”

I sat down on the table where the Duchess was elegantly drinking tea.

The eccentric old woman’s eyebrows twitched for the first time.

“It can’t be helped. Since you won’t receive treatment as a teacher, I have no choice but to treat you as usual.”

“What did you-”

“Countess.”

I crossed my legs and leaned toward her with a smiling face.

“This is the difference in our eye level, isn’t it.”

Isn’t that right?

When I erased my smile, her fingertips holding the teacup trembled as if she understood my meaning.

Not even a Countess, but a Duchess who had already retired from family affairs.

And I’m the future mistress of the Duchy, whether you ignore me or not.

That’s what I was saying.

The fact that the Duchess was actually the real power behind the Herman County Family and I was just a contract daughter-in-law didn’t matter at all.

The Empire is still a class-based society and that’s the reality before our eyes.

“Since this is what you wanted, let’s continue the lesson like this. The air up here is nice and clear.”

“….”

In the end, the Duchess, who had been swallowing her anger, had no choice but to order a chair to be brought again with her own mouth.

“Sit down.”

“Oh my, a chair appeared. But what should I do. I’m someone who prefers being above rather than below.”

“Sit!”

“Oh dear, if you wanted to share a table with a lowly thing like that, you should have said so earlier.”

I deliberately moved slowly to annoy her as I came down.

The Duchess had become someone sharing a table with what she considered a lowly thing. So could the lesson proceed properly?

The etiquette education was a maddening collaboration between someone trying to find fault and someone leisurely smashing through it all.

Finally, the Duchess, whose anger had reached the top of her head, shouted.

“Do you think you’ll be able to debut safely acting like this!”

It was a threat to quit the lessons. I smiled brightly.

“Then it can’t be helped. Do as you please.”

How did she know. That’s exactly what I was aiming for.

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