I Quit Being The Male Lead’s Rival

Chapter 61

Chapter 61. Why People Change (11)

I paused for a moment when I saw Ian’s disheveled appearance for the first time.

Saying that it was good just to say thank you for something you were grateful for was a good way to know how serious I was during this time.

I averted my eyes slightly and mumbled.

“Uh… Um, I’m sorry for swearing at you in one way or another. Now that I am a new person, I want to apologize.”

“Then those strange curses were only done to me?”

“Of course. I can’t do meticulous swearing on Reid or Lanella because it’s a waste.”

I spoke shyly.

“Honestly, even that was bad for you. It was a bit difficult to control the intensity of my curses. I’m sorry.”

At that moment, the carriage came to a slow stop.

“We have arrived at the Rainfield residence!”

The driver got off quickly and opened the door of the carriage.

“Then see you in front of the clock tower tomorrow morning at 8 o’clock.”

I unilaterally notified the appointment time and jumped off.

I was about to enter the house without looking back, but something suddenly came to my mind.

“Ah, flowers!”

Ian mumbled as he suddenly held out a bunch of flowers to the carriage door that was about to close.

“…Okay.”

“What?”

I couldn’t hear him properly, so when I asked a question, a ridiculous answer came back.

“You can curse. Instead, just do it only to me from now on.”

The door closed and the carriage departed.

I stood blankly and stared at the back of the carriage for a moment.

I tilted my head and blinked, but when I saw the flowers in my hand, I clicked my tongue again.

“These are not the right flowers…”

He must have shoved the roses in the carriage earlier and gave me other flowers.

The color was the same red, except they were not roses, but tulips.

“Giving something without sincerity…”

It didn’t really matter to me the type of the flowers.

However, I was upset about the lack of sincerity, so I poured out a few swear words as I wanted.

“I hope a fruit fly floats in your glass of water.”

To be honest, it was a weak swear that didn’t even sound harsh. It seemed that I could no longer swear at him harshly.

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(3rd person pov)

Lanella arrived in Caronda and was breathing annoyedly.

She liked Oscar for a long time in the nursery.

Lanella, who was nice and kind to everyone, was much more popular than Marilyn, who always spoke carelessly.

So of course, she thought Oscar would go to her.

But when she confessed to Oscar at the end of their adolescence, he gave an unexpected answer.

“I’m sorry Lanella, but I like Marilyn.”

“Didn’t you say you two were friends?”

“That’s because Marilyn might feel pressured…and I didn’t expect your confession at all.”

Oscar and Marilyn had always been together, but no one had noticed his feelings. Everyone just thought that Marilyn, who was mean, was forcing her childhood friend, Oscar.

“So I can’t accept your confession. I… I’m going to confess to Marilyn soon.”

There wasn’t much Lanella could say there.

“Then there’s nothing we can do about it. Oscar, I wish you all the best with Marilyn.”

Others who heard the news said Oscar was crazy. How could he like Marilyn over such a nice girl like Lanella?

Lanella smiled inside and waited. In the end, she thought Oscar would have no choice but to come to her. This was because everyone rated Lanella higher.

Marilyn’s reputation, who was mean, only interested others from her appearance.

However, Marilyn and Oscar soon began dating, and as soon as they came of age and left the nursery, they got married.

“It’s okay. I really wished you both the best. It’s about two friends being happy.”

“Wow, Lanella is really nice…”

Lanella smiled kindly, but she seemed to be upset.

In addition, as soon as she left the nursery, Marilyn got a job as an assistant to the most famous dressing room in the capital, while Lanella had little talent and was not sincere.

“Did you hear that? I heard Marilyn became a senior assistant in a month.”

“No way. Marilyn had a good sense.”

“Oscar seemed to have gotten married well.”

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Friends who recognized the ‘good and sweet Lanella’ rather than the ‘bad Marilyn’ gradually changed their words.

People were no longer recognized for being ‘good’. When they entered society, a factor called “competence” arose.

Meanwhile, Marilyn came to the public hospital where she worked, saying she would give birth.

“Ah, I don’t think the child is breathing! No! No! How can this be…? Oh, my. Even the light purple hair was perfect!”

While the doctor was away for a while, a light purple-haired girl born by a woman named Caitlyn passed away.

The fact that she was pregnant with the child of the Marquis of Abedes was a very famous fact in the capital. Caitlyn talked about it all over the place.

Lanella swallowed dry saliva. Right next to her, Marilyn was also beginning her childbirth.

It was an excruciatingly difficult childbirth, and Lanella did not pull the cord for the emergency call, even as she watched Marilyn lose half of her mind because of the pain.

She then took her child directly as she saw over her shoulder.

“It’s also a girl with light purple hair…”

Lanella spoke first to Caitlyn, who was panicking next to her.

Caitlyn was delighted with Lanella’s proposal and accepted it.

That day, Lanella was advised to resign for not calling a doctor in an emergency.

She had so many minor accidents beforehand that even the hospital staff did not suspect anything was intentional.

Lanella’s mistake wasn’t even publicized to the outside, fearing that the hospital’s reputation would be damaged.

The money she received from Caitlyn was a lot, but she was content to see Marilyn and Oscar with world-shattered expressions on their faces.

“It’s all because of me. Remembering Marilyn’s sad expression, I just couldn’t stay working in the hospital anymore…”

“Lanella…”

She cried in front of her orphanage friends, saying her heartache was unbearable for Marilyn’s childbirth.

Oscar and Marilyn grieved and whenever she heard the news that they were struggling, she slept proudly.

Like she said, she wanted to keep seeing Oscar and Marilyn in pain, but she couldn’t stay long in the capital.

As she was about to leave for fear that it might be found out about what she had done, a good opportunity in the South led her to join a gang.

She thought that now that she was old enough, she wouldn’t get caught up in her past, so she thought it was safe to return to the capital.

“…Damn it. Why is this priest causing this situation?”

After she was told that Annabelle was going to do paternity testing, she cleaned up everything in the capital and came down.

“If I had known this would happen, I would have come back to the capital sooner.”

She made a good living in Caronda, but it was not fun because she was so isolated.

So when she made enough money, she retired and went back to the capital, where all kinds of good things were crowded.

She tried to live in luxury like that, but unfortunately, she couldn’t stay for long and came back down south.

“I miss the house…”

The luxury houses on Breever’s Road were also sold at a much lower price than the market price because they were in a hurry to dispose of them.

Oscar and Marilyn, a wealthy commoner family, were not very scary.

However, Annabelle, who won second place in the swordsmanship competition, made Lanella scared. No matter how fast Lanella flew and ran, there was a chance she might be chased down with a sword.

Eventually, she returned to Caronda to hide.

At least in this place, anyone would be able to hide.

And Lanella was forced to return to the organization she worked in.

Then she hurriedly asked Rayburn, the owner of the trafficking group she had been a part of for a long time.

“There is a woman named Annabelle Rainfield. Get rid of her asap.”

Rayburn was a chubby, middle-aged man who ran a small farm in Caronda.

Of course, it wasn’t the farms he was really running, but the traffickers.

He had several people packing money, and a significant percentage of that money went to Carlon.

But it was only natural for him to cooperate with Carlon to such a degree, because Carlon helped him with his black magic.

And now Rayburn’s most capable person, Lanella, had returned shortly after announcing her retirement from the capital.

“Annabelle Rainfield?”

Lanella sighed angrily.

“I was found out for what I did in the capital.”

“What?”

“Please. You’re also in touch with Prince Carlon. It’s a personal wish. Get rid of Annabelle Rainfield.”

“Okay.”

Rayburn answered easily.

It wasn’t a matter of getting rid of a commoner anyway.

He immediately pulled out a piece of parchment and continued the conversation, writing a letter.

“I’m asking you to get rid of the Rainfield family. We can ask that much of a favor, right?”

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