first wizarding world war.

Chapter 28: First Impression of the Fiancée

This girl is wearing a long maple leaf skirt that is common in the Fars Empire. This is the standard clothing for many women when traveling. It is thick, resistant to wind and cold, and can hide many small items, such as self-defense daggers. She does not bring any luggage with her.

She is not as beautiful as Anne, but she is definitely a beautiful girl with a score of 85 or above. Her face is slightly childish, full of collagen, her delicate eyebrows are slightly clustered together, and she is in a very bad mood.

Charlotte compared her memory. Although the image was a little blurry, he was very sure that this young lady was his fiancée - Sylvie Martin.

Charlotte didn't dare to touch Anne's carriage these days, insisting on taking the public carriage home just because she was afraid that the young lady would see the scene in front of her.

He shrugged his shoulders, strode over, and said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Miss Martin, you are well."

Sylvie Martin regretted being alone and running from the Principality of Behemoth to Strasbourg. She should have traveled with someone.

Strasbourg is much bigger than imagined, and the security is much worse than imagined.

The first hour Sylvie stepped into Strasbourg, she lost all her belongings, and she didn't even have a cent on her body.

Charlotte's reply address to her brother was No. 58, Avenue de l'Elysée. It took her a whole day to find this house, following the map.

Sylvie was 100% sure that she was looking in the wrong place.

No. 58, rue Elysée, was a mansion. It really didn't seem like a place her ex-fiancé, whose weekly salary was only one flor and seventy centimes, could afford to live, but she really had nowhere else to go.

Sylvie Martin heard someone calling her name, raised her head slightly, and sure enough she saw a familiar and annoying face.

She said unhappily, "Why did you give me a fake address?"

Charlotte did not explain, took out the key, opened the door, and added: "I live here now."

Sylvie was so surprised that Charlotte called twice before she followed him into the house.

Charlotte didn't know why her fiancée hated her "ex". Maybe it was because of his improper private life, or maybe because of his bad habits, but it didn't matter. He didn't come back in time to be a successor.

Although, Miss Sylvie Martin should still be a pure girl.

Charlotte took Sylvie to the small study, motioned her to sit wherever she wanted, handed her a glass of water, and asked casually: "Why don't you have any luggage?"

Sylvie replied angrily: "I was robbed at the station."

Charlotte couldn't help but laugh. He really didn't expect that this fiancée would be so cute.

Sylvie became even more angry. She gritted her teeth and said, "Can you stop laughing at me? You are even more annoying than before."

Charlotte nodded and stopped laughing immediately. It was indeed wrong to laugh at a girl, especially when he was not familiar with her.

My ex has very little memory of Sylvie Martin, so he must be unfamiliar with her.

Charlotte took out the paperwork that she had prepared long ago, handed it to Sylvie, and said, "I have already signed my name. Just wait for you to sign your name, and the engagement will be terminated."

"If you are worried, you can go to the government office to get a notarization, and I will pay for it."

Sylvie took the quill angrily and quickly signed her name in beautiful cursive calligraphy.

Charlotte breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He can date Anne openly in the future without worrying about the harem going bad. Charlotte carefully dried the ink on her own document and put it in an empty box. She smiled and said, "What is Miss Martin going to do next?"

Sylvie hesitated for a while, then whispered: "If possible, I would like to stay here for a few days."

"I will move out as soon as my father remits the money."

"I have completed my education at Behemoth National College and applied to become an imperial civil servant. I will receive a job assignment in about half a month. I won't trouble you for too long."

When Sylvie Martin said the last word, her eyes were firm and full of tenacity and courage.

Charlotte was slightly in a trance. He had often seen this look in his previous life. It was the confidence found only in independent and self-reliant women.

Although, even in that world, there were very few such women.

Charlotte shrugged her shoulders and said, "Miss Martin, even though we have terminated our engagement, I still have the responsibility to take care of you whenever you are in need."

"You can rest assured to stay here."

This former fiancée has solved a big problem for him, and Charlotte has no intention of turning her back on her.

What's more, this is the world of the Middle Ages.

Public security is not good.

He himself is a prison guard, and of course he knows that even the capital Strasbourg is as chaotic as it gets.

If you let a young girl run around outside, your conscience will be disturbed.

If Sylvie leaves alone, something will happen to her 100% of the time.

Sylvie Martin breathed a sigh of relief. She quietly touched the dagger hidden in Maple Leaf's skirt and said, "You can't come near me at night."

Charlotte pointed to the staircase on one side of the banquet hall and said nonchalantly, "There are fifteen rooms on the second floor. You can pick any one."

"Besides, I just moved here not long ago, and this house is short of a lot of daily necessities. If you need anything, please tell me as soon as possible. You still have time to buy it before it gets completely dark."

Sylvie put down the water glass in her hand, pulled up her long skirt and performed a daily ritual, then walked out of the small study and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

After a few minutes, she came down again and said, "I need a kerosene lamp, some changes of clothes, and bedding. I'm still a little hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"

Charlotte smiled slightly and said: "There are still a few croissants, some stuffed breads, and some Toray country scented tea at home, but you probably aren't interested in them. Let's go out to eat."

"There are all kinds of shops on Elysée Garden Avenue. As the host, I should take care of Miss Sylvie."

Sylvie Martin was surprised. She was not used to Charlotte's gentlemanly behavior. She knew the role of her ex-fiancé!
Charlotte Mecklen is a typical bad boy, the kind of bad boy who does all kinds of evil because of his family's wealth. He is very familiar with flirting with women. In Behemoth, he had ambiguous relationships with many ladies and was very unclean.

Sylvie Martin once believed that her ex-fiancé would not be able to get a diploma from the university because of a scandal in the university, and would be kicked out of the university, which was the fate he deserved.

This is why Miss Sylvie insists on breaking off the engagement. She doesn't like playboys and sluts. She can't imagine that she has to live her life with such a waste of the world.

(End of this chapter)