My Villain Fiancé is Interfering With My Flowery Path

Even if she couldn’t hold back her loud voice at Thisbe, she barely endured the rude act of asking if she could hold her hand.

Estelle asked her in a voice that is about to cry when she saw her hand sticking out.

“Can I hold your hand?”

“Then how are you going to get off the carriage without holding hands?”

She can’t jump off in these shoes and dress. And when Thisbe laughed, Estelle replied quickly without realizing it.

“You’re right.”

That was very right.

In addition, if she hesitated twice, Thisbe would remove her hand, so Estelle nodded her head quickly and held Thisbe’s hand.

Once the carriage wobbled loudly and Estelle came down to the ground, she and Thisbe once again stood on the same ground.

Thisbe, who let go of Estelle’s hand, lightly lifted her skirt. A perfect and elegant gesture without an inch of error in etiquette.

“I’ll officially say hello again. Welcome to Callist estate, Estelle.”

“…Thank you for welcoming me.”

Looking at it, Estelle answered a beat late. But Thisbe didn’t seem to care.

“Maybe I was waiting for you to go out, but I might have been a little surprised to see you all of a sudden.”

“Oh, even so, it was very late, so I was wondering if there was a problem with my uncle.”

“Certainly, if it’s a problem, you may call it a problem…”

Thisbe briefly blurred the end of her speech, and quickly changed the subject with a smile.

“Wasn’t it stuffy in the carriage?”

“Oh, I ride a carriage for a very long time when I came to the capital, so this much is okay.”

“It’s different to be in a moving carriage than waiting for people inside the carriage.”

It was definitely like that. It was fun just to look out the window in a moving carriage, but it would be a lie if she said it wasn’t a little stuffy inside.

Perhaps it would have been better if it hadn’t been for the excitement of seeing Thisbe.

‘But I don’t want to sound weak to the princess.’

However, when Estelle hesitated because she couldn’t lie, Thisbe raised the corner of lips and held Estelle’s hand lightly as if she knew it.

“You don’t have to answer, Estelle. Now, let’s go to the mansion. I’ll tell you what happened on the way.”

She took the first step without waiting for Estelle’s answer. Led by a not-so-fast stride, Estelle followed Thisbe.

However, neither the hands caught by Thisbe nor the awkward steps were unrealistic, so Estelle blinked unknowingly as she saw Thisbe’s swaying silver hair.

‘Isn’t this really a dream?’

She is drawn to the hands of the beautiful princess, whom she has only heard of in the stories of adults. And a beautiful mansion and a beautiful garden.

Just in time, the breeze blows, and the sunshine hit on Thisbe’s hair.

If it was a dream, she thought it would be nice not to wake up.

Therefore, Estelle at the time had no idea what the truth waiting for her was.

She did not come here simply to meet Thisbe, but to enter the Callist family, and as a result, the Duke of Callist and Count Gillette, her maternal uncle, are struggling.

And that Thisbe came to pick up Estelle to mediate it.

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Once the front door of the mansion began to be visible in Estelle’s sight, the Duke of Callist, Almas Elam Callist, has been experiencing few difficulties in his life in recent years.

The reason is because…

“Please, sir! You have to let Lady Estelle enter the family!”

This is because the elders and retainers of the family all say in unison that a new saint named Estelle Iller should be given the name of the Callist.

Thisbe did not notice, but it was about a month ago since they started making Almas suffer.

So as soon as it was revealed that Estelle was the real saint, they said, “Let’s send a letter and a person to Almas to enter Estelle in the Callist family.”

However, there was no announcement from the temple until now, and there was no social gathering where Estelle had to officially participate, so the petition of the retainers was not strong enough.

‘No, it’s probably more convincing that I did it because they believed I would definitely enter Estelle in the family register’, Almas thought.

Almas also knew what was best, so they seemed to have believed that Almas would come forward to have Estelle registered to the family even if they didn’t ask for it.

However, after a few weeks, Almas has not said anything, and outside world continued to demand for Estelle, and now she has to attend an imperial banquet in recognition of her as the official saint announced by the temple.

Therefore, they became like chickens in the morning, crying loudly, but on the other hand, they wonder.

Estelle should be named Callist as soon as possible, but why is the lord suddenly stubborn?

He’s not the type of person who doesn’t know what’s best.

Count Gillette again grabbed Almas’ pant leg and asked.

“Lord. Really, are you going to miss this opportunity for just one princess?”

“Yes.”

However, Almas’ answer was consistent. He had no choice but to do so.

“Even if I let Young Lady Estelle enter, it can’t be done right now. If I do it now, it’s like giving the status of a princess to the Lady.”

He couldn’t do anything like that to Thisbe.

His decision was firm even when he heard the harsh noises from the family’s elders.

In fact, he didn’t intend of being this tough.

It was rather Almas’ side that considered the gains and losses of the family more carefully than anyone else. That’s why the elders were jumping up and down, saying they couldn’t understand his decision.

If he hadn’t seen the article, he would have considered enlisting Estelle positively.

“Now that Thisbe is suspected of murder, she needs a fence called a family. So for now, I can’t do it.”

A newspaper article citing Thisbe’s allegations of serial murders.

When he saw the article, Almas felt like his heart was sinking.

She was a granddaughter who had never felt affection in her life. In the first place, he was far from such a strange word, and whenever he saw his granddaughter, he thought of his dead son and avoided her on purpose.

So he thought all he could do to for this child was raise her as a person who would not be ashamed of the name of a saint anywhere.

– You really don’t want to talk to the princess? I’m sure the princess will like it, too.

– Do you think that I am not aware that kids burst into tears whenever they see my face? I’m done, so take this, butler. It’s the list of tutors I’ve selected.

-Your Majesty, can you really invite the people on this list? Most of them are famous for not having disciples.

– I wrote it down because I’ve already convinced them. I don’t need an idiot who would dare reject the honor of teaching the saint of the Callist.

Almas himself did not necessarily say how much effort he put into inviting the teachers. That’s because it’ll be cutting his dignity.

He thought everything would be okay if he could give her the greatest teacher on the continent and live a life without any regrets.

‘That child doesn’t need anything like me.’

All he can do is to give orders in a military-style of tone, so who would like such a tough grandfather?

Rather, he thought that the child would need more quality education and abundant environment.

If he hadn’t heard this conversation one day while passing through the smoke field.

That’s probably how she’s lived her whole life.

Beyond the corner, the voice presumed to be a maid was almost screaming.

– Are you okay? Your knees are bleeding a lot! It hurts. Will there be no scar? If you treat it well, there will be no scar. I’ll go to the doctor and get some medicine. I’ll tell the master, too.

– No, don’t tell grandfather. Grandfather has a lot more important things to do than me. He wouldn’t want to hear about his granddaughter’s knee that he’s not interested in.

– What do you mean, lady?

The voice presumed to be a maid could no longer speak.

The maid said, ‘Lady’.

– What do you mean? How much does the master think of the lady? The master can’t be so cold to the lady?

Whatever it was, the maid couldn’t finish her sentence. The maid also knew. Even if she talks more, it’s only about cutting off her own flesh.

A small child who is only 10 years old said in such a confident way that her grandfather was not interested in her.

What’s the point of saying that her grandfather actually really cares about her?

Will she believe that?

A grandfather who always smiles but stops smiling when he sees her.

What kind of thoughts did that little kid have to go through for her to say that?