CH 3

“What are you doing!”

“Wait.”

Having unbuttoned three buttons, Louise put her hand inside her chest and pulled out a finely folded piece of paper. As if it had been kept very precious, even though it rained so much, the paper was still kept clean by itself. Seeing that none of the paper was wet, Louise smiled brightly, revealing her even teeth.

The guard looked blankly at Louise’s smile and woke up. She was a strange woman. She came here at midnight without an umbrella, and even though she was acting like a squirrel, somehow he got a little bit of goosebumps. Even though her face turned blue because she couldn’t catch her breath when she ran, her straight posture was not disturbed. A pale flower resembling a flower that becomes transparent when wet

She looked like a flower that became drenched from the rain. Her translucent skin shimmered, and so was her thin, curly hair that brightly sparkled like gold.

The guard suddenly thought that maybe if she appeared in front of him with a clean appearance, Louise might have been in higher status originally. While the guards were judging Louise’s identity, Louise opened the crumpled paper to the lord and exclaimed proudly.

“Lord, you must exercise your right to go at night. Because that’s a promise…!”

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<Louise POV>

Is it a blessing to be born pretty in the countryside?

The answer is “No.” Especially, if you don’t have money and don’t have parents, your pretty appearance is rather poisonous. It was the truth of life that I, who was born the prettiest in this rural corner, realized after living for 21 years.

Louisiana Debrato.

The prettiest girl in Raymond’s estate.

Thanks to such a nickname, I lost my parents to a pedephile, who targeted me and purposely trapped my parents. He introduced my father to unsury.

Born and supported by country noblemen, my parents did not know how to doubt people. Because of that, they fell into the beast’s trap, and in the countryside, it took less than a year for my family that belonged to a wealthy family to fall in debt.

My mother, who was weak, died early from shock. And my father struggled to pay off his debt and died from overworking when he almost paid it off.

I was only nine years old at that time. Now that three years have passed from when I was just nine years old, that was the part when I clearly witnessed how crazy that pedophile was.