Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Chapter 361 : The Letter

I shake my head. "I tried to stop his highness, Mother, but he insisted. What should I do now? I'm sure this will be a big news tomorrow."

Mother shakes her head. It seems like she doesn't also know what to do. I understand her, though. This is something that involves the Royal Family. "Let's wait for your Father. I know he can—"

Mother wasn't able to continue what she wanted to say because Brother Pascal interrupted her. "Aunt, Csille, I don't think there is something we should worry about. It was the idea of his highness, Prince Fraser, to share his blood with Csille. We didn't force him to do that. Also, I don't think he will just let anyone badmouths Csille after what he did. I'm sure his highness already has a plan to control the situation. So, can we all calm down first? Stressing over something wouldn't help."

Plan? I don't think he has a plan because something big will happen on his Birthday. Something so big that everyone will be shocked, and that doesn't include any plans on saving Csille from any criticism.

Mother nods her head and holds my hand. "Your brother was right. His highness isn't the type of person who will make such a decision without a plan. But we still need to talk this out with yours, Father. He's been worrying about you ever since he heard what happened..."

Prince Fraser isn't the type of person who won't make any big decision without a plan? Really? Because I don't think so.

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However, that night I was in a deep sleep when Father returned. So my parents decided to just move the conversation for tomorrow. Afraid that they might ruin my well needed rest.

But when I woke up this morning, I was immediately welcomed by the news that my parents had left the house early this morning. Something urgent came up, and both of them didn't have any choice but to deal with it for today.

In the end, the supposedly conversation led to me being alone in the residence. It's a good thing we have several maids here to keep me company.

I am currently in the garden, basking in the sun. Enjoying these rare moments where the villainess isn't stress or busy.

Soon things will become more complicated, so I just want to enjoy this time that I can still be at peace. I was startled when a maid suddenly popped out of nowhere. I almost jumped because of her, but I wasn't the only one who was startled. Even the maid jumped out of shock when she saw me. Her eyes widen for a few seconds before she kneels in front of me. "Dame Csille, I apologize for startling you. I didn't know you were here. Please forgive me."

I get up from lying on the bench and wave my hand at her. "You don't need to kneel for such a small matter. May I know what you are doing here?"

I already told the maids that I want to relax and I don't want anyone to disturb me. So, I don't understand what she is doing here.

The maid's eyes widen. She probably remembers what I told them earlier. "Dame Csille, apologies. I know you said you want to take some time on your own. But the butler ordered me to burn all these letters without return address before the Count and Countess return. In my rush, I forgot what you have told me this morning. Please forgive this, lowly maid—"

I grit my teeth out of anger. Who is this person that dares to wake me up in that way? I will surely make them pay. "Csille! Are you in there? Hello? Can you open the door?!"

I stand up, take a pillow, open my door and smack the pillow real hard on the person who woke me up. That person didn't see that coming, so he ended up sitting on the floor. I raise my eyebrow at him and glare at him after. "Was it fun? You just woke me up in the middle of my sleep, Rufus! What are you doing here?"

Rufus stares blankly for a couple of seconds. He was probably still recovering from the shock and from the pillow that I smacked on his face. He then stares at me. "Csille, why do you need to be so mean? I only came here to visit you." He sounds like a child being bullied.

I just rolled my eyes at him and walked back to my bed. I would rather sleep than talk to this person.

He came here banging on my door as if the world was about to end and expect me to still treat him sweetly? Am I an angel in his eyes?

I heard footsteps behind me. I'm sure Rufus has walked inside my room already. I even heard him close my door. "Csille, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were sleeping. You already smack me on my face with a pillow. Isn't that enough for you?"

I look at Rufus and glare at him. "Enough? You just woke me up, and I even sprained my arm because of you. I just smack you with a PILLOW, Rufus. A pillow! How can that even be compared to what you did to me?"

Rufus heaves a sigh. "I'm sorry, then. Can you please forgive me? I just came here to check on your condition. I wasn't able to check on your yesterday because of Prince Christofre. That's why I came to make sure you are okay."

I get up from my bed and heave a sigh. "I'm sorry too. I was just having a rough day, Rufus. Then you decided to ruin my sleep. That's why my first response is to snap at you." I look at his face. It seems like everything is okay. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

Rufus smiled cheekily at me. "I am not that weak, Csille. Do you think a simple smack like that will ruin my good looks? I'm sure the ladies would still want to date me."

I chuckle at his response. I know he only said that to reassure me that he was okay. Also, Rufus isn't the type of person who dated anyone. In fact, I never heard him date anyone. It's the probably the reason why the Duke is eager to find Rufus a wife. "I am already okay. Although, I think I need to make Brother Pascal check my left arm."

"Let me see. I can help you with that." Rufus looks at my left arm. He tried to touch it, but I immediately got it away from him. The last time I let him fix my sprain, I ended up crying for an hour because of what he did. I already learned my lesson before. I don't want to repeat that same mistake.

I shake my head. "Rufus, I think it is better to just let the experts take care of this. By the way, are you only here to check on me."

I better change the topic, or he might insist on helping my sprained arm.

Rufus smirked at me. "I am also here to tell you what is happening outside. Did you know that everyone is mostly talking about you?"

About me? So, I am really right. What happened yesterday will become a big news. However, is it bad news or good news?