My Fiancé Fell in Love with My Older Sister. After Locking Myself in My Room for Five Days, 500 Years Had Passed. - Chapter 16

(…I fell… by accident…? Is that what you’re saying~~!?!)

No, you’re the one who pushed me!!

Agnes, you pushed me, didn’t you!? You pushed my back!!

You shoved me really hard, didn’t you!?

I looked at her, unable to believe it.

For a moment, our eyes met.

“─”

The moment she saw me, Agnes flinched, as if scared of something.

When he saw that, Lord Felix looked at me with eyes full of doubt.

My heart went cold.

Agnes, hiding her face in Lord Felix’s chest, said clearly with a trembling voice,

“Felicia…! Feli…cia… cough!”

Maybe because she was too worked up, she started coughing hard.

“Agnes! Don’t push yourself…”

She cut off Lord Felix and shouted.

Still trembling, her thin voice said:

“Felicia… fell on her own…!!”

“What…?”

“Huh?”

Lord Felix and I both let out surprised voices.

(What is she trying to say…?)

While I stood shocked, Agnes spoke through tears.

Now, she was clearly the heroine of this scene.

Everything was prepared for her.

“She said it hurts. That watching us together is painful…”

“No way…”

“That’s not true!”

I shouted without thinking.

Dragging my hurting foot, I forced myself up the stairs.

Grabbing the handrail, climbing with pure willpower, I finally reached the top—Agnes’ pale blue eyes widened.

Then, clearly frightened, she looked away from me again and lowered her head.

That move made me angry.

(You pushed me down, didn’t you!?)

So why are you lying?

As I thought that, I realized what Agnes was trying to do.

“─”

(Yes, that’s right)

Agnes is weak to blame.

She usually only talks to people in the duke’s household.

People in the duke’s house—servants—all treat her kindly.

Of course they do.

She’s the beloved daughter of the house.

Even more spoiled than me, Felicia, the daughter of the legal wife.

If someone ever hurt her, who knows what punishment they’d get?

The servants protected her way too much.

Agnes, who was raised with love and care like a butterfly or a flower.

So, she isn’t used to it.

To being scolded.

To being blamed.

Even now, I’m sure she’s lying because she doesn’t want anyone to know she pushed her sister.

(You almost… killed your own sister… and that’s your reaction?)

I was shocked.

Does she even realize what she’s done?

(You almost killed someone, your own sister!)

Even though I nearly died—at this point, she still chooses to protect herself.

There’s no love for family there.

No sign of affection.

Now I understand clearly.

(Agnes only cares about herself…)

No, that’s not it.

She only… cares about herself.

The moment I realized that—I gave up on everything.

Because I know, with someone like her, talking is pointless.

There’s no use speaking.

She has no intention of truly facing me.

Words full of lies and deception have no meaning.

What kind of talk can I have with someone who only lies?

As I looked at her with cold eyes, Lord Felix looked at me, cautiously, nervously.

Agnes kept her head down, as if scared of meeting my eyes.

She wouldn’t look at me.

“…Felicia. Do you still… want to be with me─?”

Give me a break, you idiot.

─I almost said something totally unladylike.

Agnes only cares about saving herself.

Felix only sees what’s convenient for him.

(Perfect match, really. Sorry, no returns allowed.)

Thinking that, I gave a small smile.

Lord Felix’s face twitched, so I must’ve looked pretty terrifying.

There’s no mirror, so I don’t know what face I’m making right now.

I don’t know—but still.

That’s enough.

Even if people say I look like Mother, I don’t care anymore.

Even worrying about such stupid things now feels ridiculous.

“Please cancel our engagement. I can’t take it anymore.”

“─”

Lord Felix gasped.

Before I knew it, a crowd had gathered.

(Everyone loves gossip, I see…)

Honestly, even nobles are no different from commoners when it comes to rumors.

I’m sure by tomorrow, the whole social circle will know.

Too many witnesses.

─Most people here probably think I said that because I couldn’t handle the pain of heartbreak.

But when Lord Felix looked at my face, he finally seemed to understand what I really meant.

Because right now, my eyes must be as cold as Mother’s.

If he looks into my eyes, he’ll know. Even if there’s hatred there, there’s no love.

They say, “Eyes speak louder than words.”