The fake wants to leave

Trigger Warning: There are attempt suicide in this chapter. Please don’t read it if you feel uncomfortable.


Harrison clung to Charlize for an answer, which he had doubted but he wanted to confirm it from her mouth.

“Well, Your Majesty. You can think whatever you want.”

“Charlize, is this the way to speak to His Majesty the Emperor? Apologize.”

Jeremy sighed deeply and poked Charlize. She glanced at Harrison and turned her head away. What difference does apologizing make? The water was already spilled anyway*. Isn’t it hard to recapture it now?



[T/N: It’s an idiom which probably means; Whatever done is done. There’s no way to undo it.]

Still, Harrison was a monarch of a country and called a tyrant.

Charlize must be probably the only one in the world who answers such a trivial question in a roundabout way.

Charlize’s character according to the game had no knowledge of culture, and her only advantage was that she had a fantastic face. That’s the only thing she had. Except for the face, she has no manners, no fear.

Having lived as the Duchess’ doll so far Charlize has gone mad.

Otherwise, there could not be a villain who abuses the male protagonists and her brothers. Based on Charlize’s memories, which wasn’t shown in the game nor she knew after living as Charlize for a month, those male characters may want to strangle her now.

Because they think she kicked Tia out.

Because they decided so, Charlize’s words were not intended to be heard in the first place.

No matter how Charlize denied, there was no one who believed her words.

“I don’t want to get an apology from Charlize, Young Master Jeremy.”

Harrison did not treat Charlize as a person in the first place. If she were a normal person, how dare she say such words and show such behaviour to him, the Emperor?

The atmosphere grew colder and colder the more time passed.

Eugene’s purple eyes were cold because of Charlize. How much do you have to fall? But he was a little worried about her at some point.

It must be because of his mother’s will, but there were personal feeling mixed too.

Still, Charlize is considered his family, a relationship intertwined with papers.

After being together for a month, Charlize was quiet and didn’t cause any accidents. Maybe she was acting all the time he saw before, but she behaved well next to him.

Strangely enough.

Eugene closely observed Charlize’s straight posture and expressionless face. Her golden eyes looked empty. She looked as if she had given up everything.

For some reason, Eugene opened his mouth to talk to Charlize, but John beat him into it.

“Charlize, so why did you invite us to the tea party? Did you call us to pay attention to your suicide attempt?”

It was a poisonous tone to anyone who heard. John stared at Charlize and waited for her mouth to open.

Charlize was in the spotlight.

This poisoned attention was not very welcome. Charlize couldn’t help but open her mouth.

“I thought it’d be nice if we all got close. It’s not bad to narrow down our relationship for Tia. Everyone thinks I kicked Tia out. I only bullied Tia, but I didn’t kick her out.”

Pretending to be nice while playing the role of Charlize? Now you’re pretending to reflect on yourself? She didn’t want to do that. It would create more misunderstanding if she changed her attitude and didn’t behave as original Charlize. She fell in love with the role of the original Charlize in the game, but reality is different.

She couldn’t help but feel that she was becoming more like Charlize than herself as days went by. So she was a little anxious.

What if she can’t go back to the original world if it continued to be like this?

However, as she became more and more like Charlize, she did not feel much inclined to go to the real world. She didn’t know why, she felt as if Charlize’s body was just like her own. As if Kim Daneun was someone who never existed.

Charlize added with a smile as she glanced at the male protagonists and her brothers who didn’t defend her against the insult.

“If I die, please cry. Please, at least shed tears of joy when I die.”

“Is this the right theme for a tea party with only Young Lords?”

Louis asked, looking fiercely at her in a sense of alienation.

“Well, I’ve never had a tea party with Young Lords or Ladies before. I think Tia who ran away would know well. Unlike me, Tia worked hard on social activities.”

Harrison said with a smile on his eyes as he smoothed his chin.

“Does that mean we’re the ones who have the honour to be the guests of Charlize’s first tea party?”

“Yes, it’s an honor. I’m having my first tea party with you guys.”

Charlize smiled bitterly.

No matter where she looked, to the left or right, she felt a sense of hostility.

There was no one on Charlize’s side who truly cared about her.

For a moment, a terrible sense of loneliness struck Charlize’s dark heart.

Charlize was a depressive villain. She was a poor villain at one point, who was just a doll of the former Duchess of Rebecca and was not even treated as a person by the world.

What is the end of such a villain?

Charlize broke the silence and spoke to them again.

“Will peace come if Charlize dies? I want to hear your opinions.”

Charlize will be dead in three years anyway.

So she wondered what would happen if she dies before that.

Charlize was dead twice anyway.

The real Charlize committed suicide, and the second time, Kim Daneun committed suicide with Charlize’s body.

Will the development change if she died earlier?

Or can she go back to the terrible real world and live as Kim Daneun?

When Charlize asked, they all replied in unison, “Isn’t it natural?”

Charlize smiled beautifully.

“I knew it would be the case.”

“So I prepared a present.”

Charlize rose from her seat, and looked around at people who hated her so much.

“I want you to smile at my present.”

Everyone answered coldly as if they were wasting time on thinking what kind of gift she would prepare. Charlize raised the hem of her dress and pulled out the knife from the garter holster around her right thigh.

They were surprised to see Charlize pulling out the knife.

“Don’t remember me again. Never again.”

Charlize smiled happily and plunged the knife deep near her heart under the warm sun.

Alas, it was a beautiful sunshine. The sun waa dazzling.

Charlize heard the noise around her, but she was gradually fading away.

She vomited blood with her mouth because of the backflow of emotion and the wound.

The white evening dress began to turn red.

Charlize’s golden eyes gradually lost focus.

And when the people present saw Charlize’s death in person, they were slightly stiff with shock.

No one ran to her and pulled the knife out of her chest.

Yeah, the only end of the villain is death.

A life to die for in the end.

A life that might go back to the original world anyway.

It wasn’t bad to die beforehand.

On a sunny, cloudless day, the day when sweet desserts stung the sense of smell.

Charlize slowly closed her eyes. Her body falling backwards.

Her white and pale face was full of blood.

Charlize took her own life after calling out all the people who hated her.

As if she never wanted to open her eyes again, the knife was deeply embedded in Charlize’s body.

The bright tea party turned red.

“Brother, Brother Eugene. Char, Charlize.”

It was Jeremy who looked devastated the most. He stammered and trembled unlike his usual behavior.

It wasn’t just that.

The men of Tia who were present, frowned at the terrible smell of blood. Then they rose one by one and stepped towards the place where Charlize had fallen.

Among them, Harrison fell on one knee and grabbed a handful of Charlize’s black hair with a laugh.

“Did you think of dying so easily? Charlize?”

As if to agree with Harrison, they said nothing. Eugene and Jeremy were just in shock and lost their reason for a moment.

Charlize attempted suicide again.

This was the second time they had seen it.

Eugene’s eyes shook greatly when he saw the red blood colored Charlize white dress. He had kept her from dying for a month. But this time he couldn’t stop it.

Why didn’t he notice before?

In the first place, he didn’t know Charlize’s crazy idea of holding a tea party with men who love Tia and taking her life in front of them.

Eugene was seized with a sense of guilt of unknown cause. And Jeremy, who was beside him asked Louis mournfully, shedding chicken-dung* tears, lamenting how he could not keep his mother’s will for no reason.


[T/N: This idiom is similar to crocodile’s tears.]


“Louis, please save Charlize.”

Didn’t you not think of Charlize as your own family? Louis’ black eyes looked at Jeremy.

“Why? Didn’t Young Lord Jeremy hate Charlize?”

“If Charlize dies, we will not be able to keep our mother’s will. Please, Louis.”

“It’s not bad to let that girl who bullied Tia die.”

Louis murmured as he looked down at Charlize. Louis, a healer who saves the deads, hated her very much. Hate? No, it’s more like he loathed her.

John, who was looking down at Charlize dying quietly, opened his mouth.