The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 67

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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 067

“Instead of that, why don’t you come here and have a frank conversation with me for a moment, Miss Melina.”

“Why would I do such a thing with you-“

“Who was it that saved you when you were crying your eyes out after being dumped by that Youngsik you used to like, when you almost got caught by reporters with panda eyes.”

“Ugh!”

Melina approached with an annoyed face and plopped down in the front seat.

I smiled softly and poured the aged Northern grape wine I had brought from the kitchen into her glass.

The red-haired woman drank it all at once as if she was burning with anger inside, then glared at me.

What a fiery personality she has.

“So what is it? Want me to give relationship advice to a married person? I’m single, you know?”

“Come on, no way. And ours is a political marriage. There are no feelings involved.”

“…?”

Melina looked at me like I was crazy.

Of course, Melina always looks at me that way, so I easily brushed it off and opened my mouth.

“Why did you really come to the North?”

“…I don’t think I need to tell you that.”

“That’s true. Then I’ll change the question.”

I took a sip of wine.

“How close are you with the Duchess?”

“What?”

“I asked how much personal attachment you have with the Duchess.”

At my words, Melina made a crooked expression as if she found it absurd.

“I guess the fact that I’m in a grandparent-grandchild relationship with that old woman isn’t in that smart head of yours?”

“I know. But just like how you call the Duchess an ‘old woman,’ there are relationships in this world that go astray even between blood relatives.”

“….”

Melina’s face contorted. She asked after a beat.

“…Why are you asking that?”

“It seems the Duchess intends to teach me thoroughly. She must dislike me enough to want to properly humiliate me.”

I handed Melina a list. Her expression completely hardened when she saw the names written there.

“This is-“

The meaning of the list was simple.

Those called Countess Herman’s inner circle in high society.

It varied from noble ladies to young misses.

[Vivian Elliot]

And a name recently added there had just entered the Grand Duke’s Castle today. Under the pretext of being a ‘guide lady’ at the Duchess’s invitation.

‘The important thing is that these people don’t get along well with Melina.’

No matter how much she’s her own grandmother, at that age still gripping high society tightly, making old-fashioned statements like ‘noble ladies should be modest,’ constantly restricting where her granddaughter wants to go, canceling parties she wants to hold, criticizing her clothing choices….

They can’t help but have a bad relationship.

That inner circle was no different from the Duchess’s hands and feet. A kind of eye that monitors Melina’s private life.

‘Moreover, Melina being dumped was also because the Duchess pulled strings behind the scenes to engage her to the 3rd Prince.’

After that, Melina went astray even more spectacularly.

The fact that the Herman family’s grandparent-grandchild relationship is bad is something everyone who’s been in the capital even a little knows.

“Remember? You even ran away to our house to avoid these people-“

“Hey! That wasn’t running away, I just got lost!”

Melina stubbornly insisted. I shrugged my shoulders.

“Sure, whatever. Let’s say that’s true.”

“It’s not ‘let’s say,’ that’s actually what happened!”

“Yes, yes, sure. Miss Melina who got lost and ended up at our house, which isn’t easy to reach unless you deliberately look for it since the residential districts are different. One of these people just entered the Grand Duke’s Castle today as a guide lady. You understand what this means, right?”

“…The old woman must want to beat you up. Like me.”

Melina said irritably.

Since this is the Grand Duke’s Castle, they couldn’t call all of them, but three or four would be perfectly possible.

One is difficult, but from the second one onward, they just need to add the justification of ‘for etiquette education.’

There’s no need to specifically request them as guests of the castle. They can rent an outside venue and have them come there.

The intention was clearly to humiliate me by making me stand there and treating me like a maid or putting me through public ridicule.

“But this is the Grand Duke’s Castle anyway. Can’t you just refuse entry for some other reason?”

I smiled as I brought the wine glass to my lips.

“Right. Normally I would have. But there’s no justification for refusing on this side. For etiquette education, the teacher sometimes introduces their acquaintances to broaden the young lady’s network before her debut.”

Sometimes they specifically invite famous people from high society as etiquette teachers for this purpose.

So I was considering just lying down and pretending to be sick since I’m already rumored to be ill.

‘But now is a time when I need to be careful about reputation.’

Not mine, but Lunein’s.

The business is just starting to get on track, so even for Lunein, if they refuse entry when the directly invited etiquette teacher tried to broaden connections by calling acquaintances? It would inevitably cause talk.

“Damn old woman, her brain works frighteningly well.”

“It’s experience. That’s how she’s survived in that hellhole called the Imperial Palace and high society until now, isn’t it?”

“Are you really so carefree talking like that when vipers trying to destroy you might come charging in?”

“Well, not being able to prevent their visit is fine. It’s annoying, but I can prepare for it.”

I leisurely rested my chin while holding the wine glass.

“Miss Melina. You know, right? I don’t just leave alone people who mess with me.”

“Yeah, you have a bad personality, so what.”

“That’s why I’m asking. How close are you with the Duchess? At this rate, I might do something very unfilial to your grandmother.”

As I spoke while sipping wine, Melina, who had been looking at me disapprovingly, hesitated.

I muttered softly.

“Should I not?”

Should I just endure it once?

Then Melina’s eyebrows immediately formed a diagonal line.

“As if the great Elisia would really endure it. And I don’t care what happens to that old woman, okay? It’s creepily real.”

“Then why on earth did you come to the North….”

“This crazy, hey, stop drinking! You’re weak with alcohol, why are you trying to drink wine.”

As I obsessively asked with increasingly drowsy eyes what business she had coming for recuperation with that Duchess she dislikes, Melina got fed up.

“Geez, really, damn lightweight!”

When I tried to pour more wine, Melina snatched it away.

She was looking at the empty bottle with an expression like she was going crazy when.

Knock knock-

A knocking sound was heard.

“Excuse me, Miss Melina Herman. Is my wife here by any chance?”

She looked at Elisia clutching the wine bottle asking ‘why did you come…’ obsessively, and the crazy obsessive husband who came directly to find his wife who didn’t return to her room even though it was bedtime, and roughly tousled her red hair.

“No feelings? Even like this, no feelings? The couple is both just, ugh…!”

She irritably flung the door open.

“Yes, she’s here. Please take her away.”

“Excuse me.”

Shubel strode in as soon as he spotted Elisia.

And he gently took away the wine bottle she was clutching and offered his arm instead.

“Madam, this isn’t yours. Please use what’s yours.”

“What…. It’s that annoying black hair.”

Elisia opened her drowsy eyes.

“You know what? I also, know someone with, black hair like you.”

“Yes, Madam. That black hair. I’ll carry you for a moment.”

“Honestly, I’m, not hot-tempered. This time, that person, did wrong. Why does he keep getting hurt and causing a fuss.”

“Yes, it’s all my fault. I’ll never get hurt again.”

Shubel picked up Elisia. Elisia randomly grabbed and pulled at Shubel’s hair.

“How annoying… Why are you so unnecessarily handsome, you blockhead.”

Shubel, who was carrying her out of the room, paused.

“Madam, who exactly are you being carried by right now?”

“Really annoying…”

“Madam. Madam? You used to say my face was handsome before.”

Click, the door closed.

Melina, who had to witness all of this firsthand from the front row, muttered quietly.

“Crazy couple. Who are they showing off to.”

She soon got heated and frantically pulled on the bell rope.

“Ugh, so annoying. Give me a drink, the strongest alcohol you have.”

“Guest, the Northern Region’s alcohol is naturally strong, so even the mildest one would be difficult for you—”

“I’m drinking to die, so just give it to me!”

In reality, it was Melina who had entered into a political engagement with not a single ounce of her own will due to family pressure.

Not Elisia, who had directly proposed.

And at dawn, ending that long, long day.

Shubel gazed at his wife who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

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