My Villain Fiancé is Interfering With My Flowery Path

Unfortunately, however, Thisbe was not able to see Sor’s expression change. This was because Sour picked up the newspaper and blocked the sight between the two before Thisbe spoke out.

So, without knowing anything, Thisbe continued to talk, holding up a teaspoon and stirring the teacup openly.

“As you can see from the article, it’s a little sudden. It was an accident caused by the loose wheel of the carriage.”

“Marquis Manette’s wagon was made a week ago, so they say it’s not supposed happen.”

“That’s right. So there seems to be a lot of opinions that it’s not an accident, but someone’s fault.”

“Are you saying that people think that the criminal is you?”

The voice that replied was very low. Since the newspaper could not even cover the sound, this time she realized that Sor was very upset.

It was the kind of voice that believed in Thisbe’s innocence as if it were very natural. It’s not that surprising.

‘Sor is a good person.’

Sor was a minor role, but Thisbe knew how he was portrayed in the book.

He is naive enough to be a little silly, and a man who believes in the good side of people.

So, even when everyone turns their back on Thisbe, who commits all kinds of evil, he insists on her innocence, and he is a foolish man who was taken advantage of by Thisbe and dies.

‘It was definitely an attempt to poison, what Thisbe asked Soar to do in the original novel.’

In fact, strictly speaking, he did not instigate poisoning. Because Thisbe deceived Sor.

It is about a month from now.

Since Thisbe made her social debut, she has always been in charge of the torch that marks the beginning of the founding festival.

It’s natural, because Thisbe was a child of the oracle and a saintess supported by everyone in the empire.

The torch was almost the only public thing that Thisbe had been in charge of as a saintess. But that was also until a year ago. After it was known that the real saintess was someone other than Thisbe, the torch was handed over to Estelle.

Thisbe could not take it. That’s why, she prepared a drug and asked Soar to do it.

-Sour, secretly put this in Estelle’s tea cup. I’m banned from talking to Estelle alone, but you’re not.

– What’s this? Don’t tell me it’s poison…

– It’s not like that. It’s just a medicine that causes body aches for about three days, really. If you don’t believe me, you can try it.

– Thisbe, but this is still…

– I can’t stand to see her standing on the stage instead of me. Please, Sor, help me just this once. If it’s not you, there’s no one else who can help me.

Thisbe pleaded with tears. She said that she was stripped of her position in the temple and was kicked out of the family, and there is no one on her side but him.

-If you don’t help me, I’ll kill myself.

There is no way that the weak-hearted Sor can turn a blind eye to Thisbe’s tearful threats.

However, trusting Thisbe and feeding Estelle with the drug was also against his morals, so Sor tried the drug himself.

Surprisingly, Thisbe’s words were true. He was sick for just three days and woke up right away.

So, Sor decided that Thisbe would not have had a very evil heart, and put the medicine into Estelle’s teacup.

If Sor had known that the drug would become a poison if it’s mixed with the ingredients of black tea, Sor might have survived.

Of course, this is just a what if.

Estelle took the poison and then collapsed, and Sor is inevitably imprisoned.

However, the most surprising part is that Sor did not indict Thisbe even after he learned that he had been deceived by her.

“I couldn’t avoid the investigation because it was obvious that the culprit would be Thisbe if I say it wasn’t me.”

No matter how nice a person is, if the situation is like this, he should prove his innocence by speaking up the truth about Thisbe. However, Sor didn’t do that.

Rather, whenever he hears that Thisbe is being accused of something, he even defends her, saying there must be some misunderstanding.

‘When I was reading, I wondered if there was really a fool like that.’

Sor was the world’s kindest, purest, and even the most responsible man.

So, Thisbe was able to hand over an article that calmly cursed her. As Thisbe expected, Sor clearly showed signs of displeasure and a rare frown appeared between his fine eyebrows.

“How irresponsible are they to say that you’re the culprit just because all the victims recently bumped into you?”

“It does seem coincidental. However, it is still unacceptable to publish an article like this without even grasping the facts properly. Moreover, even if it is true that you bumped into the victims, isn’t he the one who attacked first?”

‘That’s true.’

Thisbe recalled what happened last weekend.

That day, Thisbe went to the opera theater with Sor. Originally, what their families decided on was for them to meet once on weekends at teatime, but it isn’t easy for Thisbe to stay with a man who talks terribly little for hours.

Therefore, she would often make appointments with Sor elsewhere.

Of course, the newspaper played a role then too. While searching through the newspaper, there was an interesting drama promotion.

– Sor, look at this. <Mrs. Delone’s Secret Night> will be shown in a play!

– Do you want to see it?

– Sure!

In the midst of an affair, the novel, which is famous for its R-19 content, and is secretly owned by ladies, is coming out in a play!

– The final date is next Sunday. So, would you like to go see it together?

– Can I do that?

– Why not? Ah. Maybe you don’t like this?

– Oh, no. Anything Thisbe likes is fine.

In response to Thisbe’s question, Sor replied joyfully, slightly coloring the ivory night.

Perhaps Sor was also curious about the stimulating play titled <Mrs. Delone’s Secret Room>.

It was clear that going there would be better for Sor rather than to sit face to face with his fiancée and drink tea.

So, she went to the theater with a light heart, but she didn’t know she and Marquis Manette would get into a quarrel.

– Haha. There was a lot of talk about being a child of an oracle and a saint. After all, isn’t that a scam? It’s nice to see you come to the opera with your fiancée in the meantime.

– Hoo, Marquis, lower your voice. The princess will hear.

– Did I say anything wrong? She was so scared of the monsters that appeared in the hunting grounds and admitted she’s not a saint? Shameless and pathetic. If it were me, I wouldn’t have stepped out of the room for a while.

He talks just like an extra.

Marquis Manette must have been so chatty in hopes that Thisbe would be hurt, but unfortunately, Thisbe was not affected at all.

‘It’s short-lived because you play with your mouth like that.’

That’s all I think about.

Oh. And I’m just sorry for making Sor go through something this useless. So, Thisbe hurriedly pulled Sor’s arm, whose face had hardened.

– Sor, sorry. Because of me, you had to hear that.

– No, more than me, Thisbe… I’ll say something.

– I’m fine. Something similar happened at the salon last time, right? There are a lot of people, so let’s move on quietly.

When Thisbe smiled casually, Sor showed that he was upset by frowning, but did not protest against Thisbe’s words.

It was a relief in its own way.

If Sor had stepped up, the situation would have definitely worsened, and rumors would have intensified.

Above all, Thisbe was really fine. Her head was already full of worries about what drink to order from the theater rather than the insult of Marquis Manette.

As a result, both Marquis Manette and the noble woman who insulted Thisbe in the salon, died.

Therefore, it became clear that it was the Thisbe’s side that lived longer, but she couldn’t be happy.

It’s because she was charged with murder without doing anything.

‘But I feel a little better after talking to Sor.’

After it was revealed that Estelle was the real saint, Thisbe was alone.

Even if everyone says hello one or two times while walking, that’s all.

She was bitter in a lot of ways even though she knew it was a cold logic of the social community that considered the gains and losses that would return to them.

As soon as Sour saw the article, he believed in Thisbe’s innocence. She can’t help but be thankful to him.

However, Thisbe decided to stop the conversation because it would not be possible to smooth the wrinkles caught in his fine forehead otherwise.

“It’s okay. Sor, I’m innocent, so I’m sure the truth will come out. Relax your expression.”

“I know, but I’m concerned about this misunderstanding you receive.”

Okay, it’s cheating to look at me such pitiful eyes. Thisbe eventually reached out after much consideration and touched Sor’s cheek.

“Thisbe always says it’s okay, but I’m worried that you’ll end up in a really bad situation.”

“I know. Thank you for worrying about me. But it’s really okay.”

“Are you really fine?”

“Of course. It’s because I’m going to catch the criminal who did this.”

Thisbe replied with a sweet smile.