My Ex-fiancée Has Had Enough of My Cute Little Sister

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I was born into the family of the Count of Arzel. Ever since I can remember, I’ve been striving to improve myself in various ways.

However, being defeated by my sister’s innate good looks was very mentally damaging.

My sister said that she was so shocked that she fell asleep.

I, on the other hand, was far from falling asleep.

I was so frustrated and miserable that I cried quietly in an empty room.

“I never thought that one of the most beautiful women in the country would like me. Of course, I think you’re a beautiful woman, and I enjoyed talking to you. But…”

Leanhardt-sama, who broke off the engagement with a wry smile, kept coming up with excuses that were no excuses at all.

According to him, it would be foolish to ignore the chance to marry someone who looks as good as Mirim. It gave him justification to abandon me.

In the end, he wanted to marry Mirim for a long time, but there were many men around her who wanted to marry her, and the competition was too great. He even said that he would be shocked if he was rejected, so he compromised with me, which was exactly the right line. I have no more hope for this person.

Eventually, he never apologized properly…

My parents are now in a mood of resignation that there is nothing they can do if Leanhardt-sama is not interested, and they are discussing how to announce the engagement of my sister Mirim.

It is natural for the parents to want their daughter to be blessed with a good marriage, regardless of which daughter she is.

In the first place, my parents spoiled my younger sister, Milim, to a great extent.

While I was the only one they gave a strict education to, they just said she was cute and pretty and didn’t let her do anything in particular.

“I feel sorry for Miri because this is how much it cost us to educate you, and I’m going to give this amount to Miri when she marries.”

You’ve spent more money on my education than she has, so it’s not fair.

The same amount of money is to be given to Mirim when she gets married.

I’m not complaining about that, but I wish you hadn’t talked like it was my fault.

“Onesama’s Violin It’s very beautiful. Milim wants too.”

“I want that dance costume, too.”

“That foreign-language picture book is very cute, isn’t it? When you’re done reading, give it to me.”

Mirim has always been interested in my lessons, but when my parents asked her if she wanted to do them, she shook her head and refused.

And yet, I’ve been interrupted every time by her wanting something I have. My parents gave her a violin and other things that she never used. It was a waste of time.

“Leanhardt-sama, He said that I was the one.”

“Leanhardt-sama bought me a hair ornament because he thought it would suit me, a pretty girl.”

“Leanhardt-sama—”

From that day on, Leanhardt-sama and Mirim met every day and seemed to be having a good time.

I was getting tired of Milim talking about it to me, who had lost her fiancé.

To put it bluntly, it’s hell.

However, the turning point came suddenly.

“Charlotte, there is actually a marriage proposal for you. I was going to say no because you’re engaged to Leanhardt-dono, but I couldn’t think of a good reason to say no, so I kept him waiting for almost a month.”

Suddenly, my father called me over and told me that there had been other marriage proposals during our engagement.

That’s strange. If you were honest and told them I was engaged to the Duke’s heir, there wouldn’t be any problems…

“The other party to the proposal is the Crown Prince of the neighboring Kingdom of Albinia, His Highness Alfred.”

“Eh…?”

“His Highness Alfred wants you to be his wife…!”

I couldn’t hide my surprise at the unexpected name that popped up.

I couldn’t believe that a marriage proposal from the crown prince of a neighboring country had come to me.