Save Me - Chapter 6

At first I liked you, I liked you and everything was good. But now it seemed like you were asking why I was saying such useless things

But now that I am thinking it over carefully, I was just sacrificing myself for my own purposes.

“I also don’t feel very good about the fact that I have to imitate that Vulgar Hainen Family bitch. But it can’t be helped”

Hainen was the name of the family Charlotte came from.

Whenever she put the name Hainen in her mouth, her face became filled with contempt just like the way she looked at me

“Because the only thing that His Highness wants is that woman.”

In the emperor’s eyes, I was simply a substitute for Charlotte. And for the Linne family, I was a seed

It would be a happy ending for everyone if I just stayed still like a doll and pretended to be Charlotte.

And if Charlotte hadn’t came back, my life might have had a happy ending

Would it have been possible to hold onto his love and finish living the rest of my life?

It was an unknown ending because It was something that never happened before.

“Its just that I had two boys.Tsk.”

If Remigio or Jeremy were here the remark would have given such a impression that they wouldn’t have been able to control their facial expressions(?)

I stared at Duchess Linne as she was clicking her tongue and then opened my mouth

“Mother attended Charlotte’s funeral”

“Yes”

Charlotte’s funeral only allowed the five duke’s to enter

Of course, I couldn’t go anywhere near it, and neither could Remigio, The Duke’s eldest son

“Was it really Charlotte?”

“What do you mean”

When I suddenly questioned about Charlotte’s death my mother asked me sharply

“Did mother never think that Charlotte suddenly dying one day was strange?

Everything about Charlotte’s death was hidden

And even though everything about where and how she died was not known, everyone believed she was dead

The only thing known might have been the fact that she was dead

The Duchess of Linne who witnessed the corpse before it was put into it’s coffin was a little different, so for the first time I put the matter of Charlotte’s death on my mouth

The duke of Linne who was lost in thought at my question, answered my question with a murmur.

“Some parts of the body were filled with cuts, but her face was fine. The one buried underground was undoubtedly the Hainen girl”

“Smile, Shrielle.”

“….”

“Like the Hainen girl”

She touched my shoulders

In the mirror, behind Charlotte stood the Duchess of Linne with an indifferent face

If it was me from before I would have smiled wide

Wide like Charlotte

Without changing my voice, I had already copied Charlotte one by one, down to every little habit

The man who was approaching me was calling for Charlotte, not me

CharChar

It was a pet name for Charlotte that only the Emperor used

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