My Second Engagement: Loved by the Duke’s Son and Thanked for My Healing Magic ~ My Selfish Sister Took My Fiancé, but Gave Him Back Because She Didn’t Want Him Anymore~ - Episode 36

Attending the Night Party

I purposely arrived late to the night party.

Julite is a duke’s son. It wouldn’t be good if a royal arrived before him.

By the time we entered, the hall was already filled with many people, each holding a glass and chatting.

Among them, I spotted Belard Bettom.

Noticing us, he immediately walked over.

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“Lord Julite, Lady Reina, I’m glad to see you both well.”

“Good evening, Mr. Bettom.”

“I see there’s Japanese cuisine here as well. I’ve heard about your reputation.”

“Haha, I appreciate that. Thanks to it, I can continue running my shop as a hobby.”

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“Will you still continue after marrying Lady Maria?”

“Thankfully, His Majesty has permitted me to do so.”

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If Bettom is marrying into the royal family, that means he will become royalty.

Would that mean I’d no longer be able to enjoy his food and the peaceful atmosphere of his shop?

Since he plans to keep the shop running, I couldn’t help but smile.

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“Haha, I’m honored that you like it so much, Lady Reina.”

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As we continued our pleasant conversation with Bettom, Almia approached.

She was wearing a dress adorned with jewels everywhere, an incredibly expensive-looking outfit.

Her tiara and necklace were pieces I had never seen before in the Falrune family.

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“Good evening, Sister Reina. And Julite and… Lord Belard, it’s been a while.”

“Haha… It has been a while, Lady Almia.”

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Only Julite responded.

Bettom and I froze for a moment, as if time had stopped.

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“Lord Belard, why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Lady Almia… You are being quite rude to Lord Julite.”

“I am not. He has said many cruel things to me. Sister Reina, don’t you actually think the same?”

“No, not at all.”

“Huh…?”

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I am no longer the daughter of Viscount Falrune.

I still wanted to think of Almia as my sister.

However, if she insulted or spoke badly of Julite, I could no longer overlook it.

I think my feelings showed on my face.

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“Lord Julite is kind. He respects my feelings. He does many things to make me happy.

He expresses himself with emotions, not just material things.

He cherishes me deeply.

And not just me—he always prioritizes the people at the duke’s estate and everyone he meets.

How could you think he is cruel?”

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I ended up saying everything I was thinking.

Almia’s expression stiffened more and more.

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“I already know, Sister Reina. I know you were disowned from the Falrune family.

But I still thought of you as my sister.

However, from now on, this is the end.”

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It seems that Almia truly dislikes me now.

I do feel a little sad, but it can’t be helped.

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“I feel the same…”

“Yes, exactly! So, let’s reconsider our engagement—”

“No, what I meant was that I would like to end all interactions with you.”

“Wha!?”

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Almia’s face showed an expression I had never seen before.

As if her world had just ended.

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“I am serious about you, Lord Belard.”

“This is not something to discuss in a place like this…

But I cannot associate with someone who speaks ill of others, whether they realize it or not.”

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“When have I ever done that?”

“You wouldn’t notice if it was unintentional.

Besides, I am already engaged.”

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Bettom bowed to Almia and silently walked away.

Almia remained frozen in place.

That was a first as well.

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“It’s all Sister Reina and Julite’s fault…

You both hate me, that’s why you’re doing this.”

“No, that’s not—”

“It doesn’t matter.

I have already found another wonderful fiancé candidate.

His name is Sanadim.”

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Julite and I exchanged glances.

Sanadim… He must be the first prince.

Tonight, despite being royalty, he had been preparing food and guiding guests to make the night party better.

Like Lady Maria, he was not well-known, so Almia probably hadn’t realized.

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Now, what should we do?

Sanadim already has a fiancée.

It would be best to make sure Almia gives up before it becomes a problem.

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“He already has a fiancée.”

“How would Sister Reina know that?”

“Because I know him.”

“I don’t believe you.”

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This isn’t going to work.

At the very least, I need to make sure Almia doesn’t embarrass herself further.

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“There will be a social dance later.

Have you practiced?”

“You should know my skill.”

“That’s why I’m asking.”

“Huh? Why do you look so worried?

Are you jealous of my talent?”

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It seems my concern didn’t reach her.

Just as I felt disheartened, Julite gently placed his warm hand on my back.

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“That’s enough.

Either way, both the engagement and the dance will settle things soon.”

“Yes…”

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“Hmph! I’ll charm everyone, so don’t worry.”

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With that, Almia walked off happily.

I give up…

Since it’s a rare occasion, I’ll just enjoy the night party with Julite.