My Fiancé Was Taken By My Younger Sister, But I Plan To Get My Revenge Through My Performance at The Social Party - Episode 20

Isabella was continually asked to produce results. If she couldn’t do that, she wouldn’t be able to escape her current miserable life. Even though she understood this, she couldn’t change her situation.

A life I never even imagined. I believed that once I obtained the position of a duchess, I would be able to live an elegant noble life without any inconveniences. The reality, however, was far from those expectations.

The life of a duchess that Isabella had always desired. Dressed in luxurious garments, enjoying lavish meals, and shining as the belle of high society. However, she has gained none of it. Now, she is forced to live a modest life like a commoner. She can’t even show the same dignity to her servants as she used to.

Days spent constantly thinking about social parties from morning till night. It’s exhausting.

Damian, who was supposed to be my fiancé, had now become nothing more than a cold observer. He didn’t help me; he just continued to watch. His harsh gaze, demanding results, felt as if he were looking at an enemy.

It seems that he and Isabella had somehow become a married couple. They only completed the paperwork, with no celebration or blessings—just a marriage of mere formality. The lavish wedding party that Isabella had dreamed of had become an unattainable dream. Her wish to be the bride who captured everyone’s attention at a grand celebration remained shattered.

Occasionally, Isabella reflects on her past actions. Lying about her ideas, trying to claim her sister’s achievements as her own, and stealing her fiancé. However, these reflections are not sincere regrets but mere feelings of remorse.

“How did it come to this… What a misfortune I am in.”

He only lamented his unfortunate circumstances and never acknowledged his mistakes.

On the other hand, the head of the Blackthorn family had chosen this situation as an alternative to the harsh execution of his son. By having Isabella achieve results, he aimed to restore his son’s standing. This was his utmost act of mercy as a father.

The master had Isabella prepare reference materials. The latest information on high society and records of successful parties. Based on that, he continued to support her in generating new ideas.

Damian, who is forced to live a life similar to Isabella’s. He also wishes to regain his former position and lifestyle, and continues to urge Isabella to come up with a new plan.

“Even if you don’t tell me, I’m already thinking about it properly!”

“Is it true?”

Despite not trying to help, Damian’s attitude of only offering empty words only serves to increase Isabella’s frustration. Even when asked for help, he just refuses, saying, “It’s impossible for me.” Yet, he still complains.

The materials that were sent included detailed accounts of her sister’s achievements. Every time she was shown Victoria’s success stories, Isabella felt a sense of urgency, as if she were being mocked with the question, “What about you?”

“Since my sister has achieved so much, I have to do my best too…!”

The plan she devised with such determination was rejected time and again. The old butler tried to offer his advice politely, but Isabella would not listen.

“Anyway, you never intended to acknowledge my plan from the beginning, did you?”

She makes such assumptions and rejects advice. She didn’t even realize that she was closing off her own opportunities for growth. Seeing Isabella refuse to cooperate, the old butler was astonished.

Isabella didn’t even realize that she was being looked down upon. She thought that the old butler and the head of the Blackthorn family were treating her as the villain and that they had no intention of accepting her plan.

It was a repetitive cycle of the same days. She lamented her misfortunes, blamed others, and continued to turn a blind eye to her situation. And so, the days passed. True reflection never took root in Isabella’s heart. Until her death, she lived in a state of regret and self-pity.

That was the path she chose, one that continued to reject growth. Her life, which she had dreamed of a glamorous future, was destined to meet a dark end.