My older sister is a villainous rich girl

There's nothing to feel guilty about, and nothing to feel ashamed of.

If you've refused, you've refused. That's it.

He didn't need to find reasons for Chris's rejection, nor did he need to find reasons for his...betrayal.

Wayne straightened his back and went inside.

As the moonlight gradually came into focus, Karen's face, which was calm yet subtly tinged with worry, became clearer.

"I wonder if it's convenient to ask... Young Master Wayne, what caused the conflict between you and Miss?"

Under her gaze, Wayne awkwardly tried to cover it up, saying, "It's just... a small thing, nothing."

"After the young lady came back today, she said she wasn't feeling well and had already gone to bed."

She said, "I didn't even eat dinner."

"..." Wayne didn't know how to respond.

After being hurt by her like that, should I turn around and comfort her and tell her not to worry about it?

Forget it, I'm tired too.

So he just said dryly, "Oh, I see. Has the family doctor seen her? Not eating isn't good for her health; she should eat something..."

But soon, seeing the disappointment in Karen's eyes, he couldn't continue.

"Perhaps you're still angry with the young lady. I'm sorry to have taken up your time..."

Karen turned to leave.

However, her steps slowed for a moment.

"At the very least, please don't show her this fake concern... it will only make her more upset if she hears it."

Her figure disappeared on the other side of the courtyard.

Wayne let out a breath, feeling his mood inexplicably heavier.

Just one day later, everything changed.

Otherwise, let's run away.

Just like I imagined when I first traveled through time, I'll find another beautiful girl and run away together.

Miss Ge Li... never mind, she can't possibly abandon her family and noble status.

In that instant downstairs, many thoughts flashed through Wayne's mind.

However, once inside the building, everyone seemed to accept him as before.

No one else came forward to ask him what had happened between him and Chris, and no one blamed himself for upsetting Chris.

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief.

When he finished his chores and returned to his room earlier than usual, he finally couldn't help but think—

It's so good that I don't have to see Chris today.

But tomorrow...

He had never felt that life was so agonizing.

"Ugh--"

He sighed deeply, turned off the magic lamp, and prepared to go to bed.

I had just lain down when I heard a soft knocking on the door.

"Dong dong..."

It was like a direct hit to Wayne's heart, as if his heartbeat stopped for two seconds.

Although the movements were lighter and more hesitant than before.

But he knew perfectly well that Chris was definitely outside the door.

Sure enough, Chris asked, "Wayne, may I come in?"

The voice that had once haunted his dreams now sent chills down Wayne's spine.

He wanted to refuse.

But it was clear that he had no reason to refuse.

After waiting a short while, Chris pushed the door open and came in.

Wayne buried his head under the covers and pretended to be dead.

He didn't know what to say to her, or how to face her again.

I……

“Wien”.

The bed dipped slightly, and Chris sat down beside him.

Wayne nervously tucked the blanket around him.

Damn it, why do I feel so guilty...?

I……

"Wayne, shall we go back to how we were before?"

She hugged herself through the blanket, her voice trembling with tears.

"Let's not become anything else, let's just live happily together like this every day, okay..."

"Forget about last night, just pretend it was a dream... no, not even a dream... I, I want to be with Wayne too, but I can't..."

Wayne loosened his grip on the corner of the blanket.

He pulled the blanket off his head.

I saw Chris lying by the bed, tears streaming down her face.

"...No, don't cry."

Seeing her sorrowful expression, Wayne felt a sharp pain in his heart.

What am I doing...?

Chapter 124 The way you like me is so cute

If something is broken, can it be glued back together to look the same as before?

He didn't quite understand either.

But... at least on the surface, his relationship with Chris has returned to how it used to be.

"I only want to be family, not lovers."

That's what she said that night.

Saying something like that is really unfair! It makes me feel like I'm just a backup option for you forever...

Forget it.

Anyway, I'm already a backup option—

It's not brand new anymore.

Wayne sat in the library, with a copy of "Secrets of the Capital of Saint Enros" spread out on the table, and various notes he had compiled and organized next to him.

But his mind had already wandered elsewhere.

Whenever I calm down, the scene that happened in the music classroom that day will reappear in my mind.

He closed his eyes, rested his elbows on the table, and supported his forehead and temples.

...Why is there a mirror there? It shows all the bad things so clearly.

Wayne's breathing became involuntarily heavy.

Ruined.

If this continues, I'm doomed.

I want to see Miss Ge Li.

Now...

He shook his head violently, forcing himself to focus on his notes.

So far, based on what I've compiled from various records, I've already seen enough to glean some insights.

The Kingdom of Saint Loens, where they lived, was a country deeply influenced by the Church.

However, it wasn't always like this. Before the Battle of Mist Moon, the country was simply called the "Kingdom of Lornes." It was during that battle that the previous king brought in the power of the Church, which is why the word "Holy" was added to the country's name to show respect for God and the Papacy.

Since then, grassroots organizations under the Church at all levels have been established in the provinces of the kingdom and have gained increasing power.

He drew a triangle in his notebook.

The king, the nobles, and the church checked and balanced each other.

He used to have no interest in researching these background details; after all, it was just a mindless romance story.

But now Wayne feels that simply spending every day with Chris isn't enough for his life.

We cannot take Chris as the sole reason for our existence.

He didn't want to experience that feeling of his entire being being denied, of being disillusioned with life, again.

He also wanted to do something else.

For example, make Miss Gere... give up her idea of ​​marrying the prince.

Wayne closed the book in front of him and got up to put it back on the shelf.

The library in the academy is said to be the most comprehensive collection of books in the entire kingdom, with books of all kinds.

The tall bookshelves crisscross, dividing the various passageways into separate spaces.

After wandering around for most of the day, Wayne finally found the original location where "Secrets of the Capital of Saint Enros" should have been placed.

At the very end of this passage, in a sloping corner.

But as he walked around the shelf of books that blocked his way, his breath hitched, and he stopped in his tracks.

The person I was just thinking about is now standing by the bookshelf in front of me, seemingly about to take down a book from the top shelf.

As if sensing the gaze from the side, her body trembled slightly, but she did not turn around.

Instead, he continued to stand on tiptoe to reach for a very thick book directly above him.

Wayne stepped forward and leaned against her from behind.

Then--

He reached out and placed his hand against her soft forearm, slowly moving it upwards until their fingers were intertwined.

“…Let me go,” she whispered.

"I told you it was only once... don't come looking for me again."

"I can't do it... Miss Ge Li's image always suddenly pops into my mind."

Wayne lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear:

"...And you? Do you ever think about me?"

Ge Li trembled in his arms.

She suddenly shoved Wayne away violently, and said in a groan-like, disheveled tone, "Don't come to me like this now!"

—I already wanted to leave you.

Her suppressed voice was filled with resentment.

Looking at her like that, Wayne smiled softly.

"You...you find it funny to see me like this, don't you?" Tears welled up in her eyes.

“It’s not funny,” he said. “It’s cute.”