I’m Done Being Your Best Friend - Chapter 4

 Chapter 4

Not once have I ever said something like this before. For the first time in my life, vile words escaped my mouth, which was trained only to speak words of pleasantries and elegance.

I knew quite well that it’s not something that a lady from a Marquis House should dare say, but I wanted to say this⁠ to Daisy—words that I couldn’t deliver because I’d died of illness right before I could utter them.

“Si, sienna…? Y, you’re saying something to me right now?….”

Daisy stared at me with a perplexed expression, perhaps unable to grasp what her ears just heard. I kindly repeat my words to her without cussing this time.

“I said you’re a wicked girl. Why so?”

It seemed that Daisy was still speechless. Ah, forget it. I didn’t intend to delay this action any further after knowing her real heart, so I will act like what she claimed me to be—a brute.

I had that thought back when I was merely an 18-year-old naive girl. Since my legs were fine, I couldn’t find any reason to refuse her. But then again, I would have gone with her even if both of my legs had broken.

Why I, a Marquis’ daughter, would have such difficulty in turning down Daisy, who was a Count’s daughter, had my own reasons.

First of all, our family had a long history, yet we aren’t very influential amongst the aristocrats. Though a Marquis was two ranks higher than a Count, in terms of properties, Daisy’s family was more prosperous than mine.

And finally, there was a reason why I had no choice but to rely on her. To know this, we have to go back to my first encounter with her.