Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Chapter 447: : It's you



"Miss, where would you like me to place these flowers?"

I glance at Eve and the flowers she's holding before shaking my head."Just toss it. I don't have any use for it."

Eve gazes at me, her eyes widening at my statement. "But Miss, this is a gift from Prince Fraser. How can you dispose of something that His Highness has given you?"

I nearly rolled my eyes upon hearing Eve's words. It's giving me more reasons to throw that flower.

How does he expect me to react after receiving purple hyacinths? It signify that someone realizes they've messed up and are longing for forgiveness.

Forgiveness? After what he did, and considering what I may do in the future? I believe it's too late for forgiveness at this point.

I shake my head and was about to sit up when suddenly, a hand gently helps me in rising.

"Be careful. Doctor Pascal mentioned you still couldn't move much," Rufus says, his expression filled with concern as he gazes at me.

Why is this guy here? I thought all I had to worry about was getting rid of Prince Fraser, and now there's another Prince? Doesn't he have work today?

"Don't look at me like that, Csille. You're hurting my feelings," he says with a sigh, then takes a seat after ensuring that I am comfortably settled on the bed.

"You might have chosen to distance yourself from me, but it wouldn't change the fact that I care for you," he says, his expression filled with pain. "How could you expect me not to visit you after hearing what happened? I was just busy with work, which is why I couldn't come immediately, but do you even realize how anxious I was because of you?"

I look at Rufus and sigh. I am hurting him again and again. Yet, I couldn't do anything to lessen the pain.

This is for his own good. It's better for him to disassociate himself from Csille, so those people won't use this chance to bring him down with me.

I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I will be the reason of his downfall.

"That's not what I meant, your highness. I was simply concerned that I might be interrupting your work. You mentioned being busy dealing with the aftermath of the explosion. How could I dare to burden you further?"

Rufus takes my hand and squeezes it gently. "You will never be a burden, Csille. If I had the choice, I would rather spend my time here with you than to do—"

My eyes widen in shock as I interrupt him. "Rufus! How could you say that!"

Rufus appears taken aback by my words, but then he offers me a smile a few seconds later. "This is the first time I've heard you call me by name again."

I furrow my brow. Doesn't he realize the seriousness of his words? I'm certain people would misunderstand him if they heard him.

Just imagine a prince saying he'd prefer to be with an injured person than to assist the monarchy in dealing with war? He'd undoubtedly face trouble if anyone overheard him.

I glance at Eve, who is pretending to busy herself with dusting some figurines on the cabinet. "Eve, you're dismissed. Please take those flowers with you. I no longer like flowers."

Eve looks at me and nods before exiting the room, carrying the flowers with her.

"You don't like flowers anymore? But I thought you loved them?"

I look at Rufus and frown. How can I love something that reminds me of Prince Fraser? Every time I look at flowers, I can't help but associate them with memories of him..

So, how can he expect me to love it if it's a reminder of the pain I have experienced?

"I just despise how fleeting they are. I can't deny their beauty, but I don't get why they never last long. I know it's their nature, like how we humans must face death eventually. But I still can't help but wonder why they can't last longer."

Similar to my relationship with the Crown Prince. It may have had its moments of beauty, but it's time for it to come to an end now.

I shake my head. "But that's not the point here." I gaze at Rufus intently. "You need to be cautious with your words, your highness. If others were to hear you say that you'd rather be with me than assist them, it could create a big issue."

Rufus frowns. "You're addressing me as 'your highness' again. You're putting distance between us once more, Csille." He shakes his head in disappointment. "And that's not what I meant when I said that. I'm sure you know it."

I nod my head. "I am well aware. I'm just afraid someone might use your words against you. So, I hope you can be more careful with your words."

"If you're so worried about it, why don't we become friends again? So, I can have someone reminding me what not to say or do."

I wish things were that simple. Unfortunately, simplicity is far from our current reality. Nothing here is straightforward. So, even if I wanted to agree with him, I know I don't have a choice.

"I also brought some flowers to lighten up the mood here." He then looks at me. "Should I leave this behind or ask someone to put on a vase-"

I shake my head. I don't what's his purpose on being here but I know I couldn't let him do

this.

"You shouldn't have bother, your highness. I don't like flowers anymore. So, apologies if I'll ask you to bring it with you when you leave."

Prince Fraser looks at me with a surprise expression. "You don't like flowers anymore? But

don't you love growing it?"

I smile sadly. "Things have changed your highness. Just like how things are different between us." I shake my head. "Apologies your highness, however I thought I made it clear to

you before? Please stop visiting me."

Prince Fraser frowns. He looks mad because of what I've said. "You don't want me to visit? Yet, you allow Prince Rufus to do so?"

And what does Prince Rufus has to do with our conversation?

"Your highness, Prince Rufus only visit me once and I ask him to refrain from visiting me

anymore. Which he respectfully understand. However, you on the other hand doesn't listen to

what I am-"

"Csille, why are you pushing me away? Haven't I made myself clear to you? It isn't my

intention to hurt you? I am even regre-"

My eyes widen when I realized what he is trying to say. "No, please don't say that." I feel my

voice cracks.

I couldn't let him affects me. I'm pretty sure the reason why he is having these thoughts is because of that force trying to mess things up and not because his words are genuine. "Your highness, what ever happens between us is all in the past now. It wouldn't be good if anyone of us dwell on it. Instead, why don't you focus on winning the heart of the person you

like?"

"And what if it's you?"

I feel my heart beating wildly because of his words. I take a deep breath to calm both my mind and heart. I couldn't get swayed now. Not now that we're almost at the end.

I laugh sarcastically and look at him with a pain expression. "Is it some sort of a punishment, Fraser? Or do you see me as a joke that's why you are doing this?"

Prince Fraser's frown deepens. A sign that he didn't like what I've said.

But to hell with what he likes! I'm so done playing this mind game with this Crown Prince.

"Csi-"

I raise my hand and shake my head at him. "Your highness, please stop now. Please don't make things complicated as it is."

Prince Fraser looks like he wants to say something more but he just slump his body on the chair and sigh in defeat. "What will I do to make you believe me?"

I stares at him. What will he do for me to believe him? Nothing because no matter how much

he said that he doesn't mean to hurt me, I know that is not true.

I avoid looking at his eyes. Afraid that I might say things I shouldn't say in the heat of the

moment.

My eyes landed on my drawer and a thought pops out of my mind.

"Your highness, can you do me a favor and help me retrieve something from that drawer?"

How can I forget such an important detail?