I’ll Just Be Friends With My Ex-Husband - Chapter 67-2
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Her gaze, her gestures. I think I’ve succeeded too much.…?
It didn’t seem strange for me that the Crown Prince called me Philia. Well, by this point, his heart must have already been soft…….
“How was Lady Philia? Your Highness, did you fall in love with her?”
The Crown Prince nodded slowly. “I had no choice but to love her.”
“Your Highness must be very sad that the lady suffered from Nisephor.”
“If only I could get her back… If I could have stopped Phillia’s decision.”
You’re going to stop her decision? What the hell did she decide?
“What did Lady Philia decide?”
“Philia chose to sacrifice herself for me. She gave herself up to Nisephor.”
The Crown Prince stared at me with shaky eyes. His eyes were out of focus as his gaze fell on the ground.
It wasn’t me that the Crown Prince was watching now. Apparently he was looking at Philia through me.
“My father also had Nisephor. Fortunately, he was able to get better after taking medicine. I wish I had the medicine when Lady Philia got sick. I heard that you prayed for my father to get well.”
“I did.” The Crown Prince’s expression was distorted.
“Even though I know it’ll be one way to get killed.”
“Ernst, what does that mean?”
“I mean, I prayed. Instead of choosing treatment.”
Wow. This person is not revealing them all, huh? But I know what he meant about the temple. Ha. Everything was worth it. I bought and wore an orange dress to get such valuable information.
“Lady Louella.”
“Yes, Your Highness,”
“Are you coming to the banquet tomorrow, too?”
“Well, no. I wish I had a chance, but… I already have promised to meet someone tomorrow.”
It was dangerous to continue attending the banquet as I was not really the Crown Princess. And I didn’t want to become one.
You can write it off as an outing for once, but it will be considered sincere many times. And also Gerald. Tomorrow was the day I was supposed to meet Gerald.
“A prior engagement. I wish I had reserved you first, then.”
“Hahaha.” I laughed and avoided answering.
“I’ll see you next time then. Shall we go back and dance now?” I said, “I’m going to be blamed for monopolizing the Crown Prince by myself.”
I’m going to stop here. I’m barely crossing the line right now. Look at him swaying as if he fell in love with my charm.
I made up my mind, but it’s a little more…. Well. It felt dangerous. I realized this is what it’s like to touch people’s emotions? And the way the Crown Prince looked at me changed.
“Can you promise me that there will be another time?”
“Of course.”
For a while, I felt like I had to avoid the Crown Prince. I don’t think it’s going to be easy to figure this out any more.
The Crown Prince smiled at me. Still, he was looking at Lady Philia, not me.
What the hell did you do when Philia was going through such a hard time?
I realized that the Crown Prince’s secret was more dangerous than I thought.
* * *
Oh, my. As soon as I danced to one song, I ran away from the banquet hall. I felt a little guilty because I planned for it.
The wind blew. I felt the coldness tingle on my skin. Oh, when will winter end? I took off my mask and took off my coat.
“Alexid!”
You said you’d wait for me, but where are you? Fortunately, the driver who recognized me came to the entrance with the carriage.
“What about Alexid?”
“It’s cold. Get in the carriage, lady.” I just looked around.
I just have to do that, right? Alexid… is definitely waiting for me. No. He’s gone. Well, that’s possible. Nothing happened to me anyway. Except the Crown Prince doesn’t want to leave my fishing grounds.
It was when I tried to get into the carriage with the help of the coachman, I realized that there was someone in the carriage.
“Wait… Ge, Gerald?”
Why is he here? Then, I was dragged into the carriage.
Ha ha. I’m screwed. I’ve been caught. Alexid, you son of a b— You must have left me and ran away!
The danger wasn’t just inside the banquet hall. It was also lurking outside. The carriage made a quick start. It was clear that the coachman was in a hurry.
I think Gerald is mad…… Right?