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Chapter 11âRead translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com
Cecilia stared at Hubert.
The marriage between the royal and ducal families had been arranged, and her parents had taught her to live as an aristocrat to protect and respect the royal family and help the country prosper.
Thatâs why Cecilia has been able to live her life even though Hubert didnât listen to or ignore her.
But Hubert cut her off so easily.
Cecilia quietly took a breath and said,
âIâm sorry⊠I donât remember.â
Up until now, Cecilia has played and tried to be liked by Hubert, as advised by Evona.
Evona gives Cecilia a complacent voice in a flustered manner.
âCecilia-sama! We are friends. Why didnât you tell me?!â
At these words, Cecilia quietly recalls the time when she first met Evona.
âYes, I thought we were friends.
But now it is clear to Cecilia that she was just being used.
âExcuse me, my friends?â
Cecilia says this in a troubled manner and glances around the hall.
Several of them quickly step behind Cecilia and stare at Evona with a cold, intimidating look.
They are the ladies who have worried about Cecilia and encouraged her with letters and tea parties. These ladies are Ceciliaâs true friends, whom she should cherish.
Thatâs why, with a beautiful smile on her face, Cecilia said,
âMy friends are here.â
Evonaâs face twitches.
âPlease, donât forget the past! Weâre best friends!â
Everyoneâs faces contort at these words.
Hubert impatiently grabs Evona by the arm.
âEvona!?â
Evona frees herself from his grip and rushes toward Cecilia, holding her hands.
âRight? Youâre my best friend. You just forgot, didnât you?â
At these words, Cecilia shakes her head and gently pulls Evonaâs hand away.
âAs I said before, my friends are here, not you.â
At this point, Hubert and Evona finally noticed that all eyes were on them.
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