I’m An Uncouth Lady, But I Helped The Villainous Young Lord But He Ended Up Liking Me - Chapter 37 – The uncouth daughter, receiving glances

Master Leonardo’s eyes widened for a moment, but he quickly returned to his calm face.

“Excuse me then.”

By the way, His highness Leonardo looks at me so much.

When we met before at the royal castle, he didn’t even look at me.

“I knew Nazelbert would not despise any wife. I was relieved to see that we seem to get along better than I imagined……. Hey, don’t stare. No one is taking your wife.”

“Your Highness, no one is glaring at you. But you and Agnes are indeed good friends.”

Lord Nazel is smiling. There is no nastiness in the air.

I am slightly relieved that the second prince does not seem to be someone who says nasty things and acts aggressively.

Thanks to him, Lord Nazel’s sense of distance is slightly lessened.

“I’d like to talk to you again.”

“Anytime, with pleasure.”

Smiling, smiling, smiling ――

Was it my imagination that they didn’t seem to just be smiling at each other?

It is a place where many people gather, so they can only talk about neutral matters.

Currently, they were still the object of the women’s passionate attention.

His highness Leonardo has other people to greet.

We folded our arms again and left the place ……, but the son of the count, the provider of the venue, came from the other side. Nearby, his wife is also there.

He, the Count’s son, had made a great embarrassment of me in the past by giving me a cold shoulder in public, and his wife by his side joined him in ridiculing me as a Potato Lady. Now it is an old and bitter memory.

Incidentally, at the time, his wife was a viscountess.

“This is Lord Nazelbert. Welcome to my garden.”

Saying this, the Count’s son glanced at me.

Glance, glance, glance!

As expected, I would notice if he looked at me that much.

I have told Lord Nazel that I was dumped by him in plain sight before.

He, too, seems to be concerned about the Countess’s glances. And ――

“Well, well, well, Sir Allard. Congratulations on your marriage.”

With a smile of mild amusement, he congratulated them.

That’s what I’m talking about, Lord Nazel! Let me congratulate them as well.

But we shouldn’t dwell too much on the past, should we?

“Congratulations.”

Oh? Sir Allard, the Count’s son, looks as if he wants to say something.

“Is something wrong?”

I asked, and he hurriedly answered with a red face, “No, it’s nothing!”

Lord Nazel glanced at me the whole time I was conversing with him, and his wife glared at her husband with an angry look on her face.

After a little while, Lord Nazel announced, “Shall we go?” and pulled my hand.

With Lord Nazel, I feel very reassured.

I continued to move around the venue with our hands linked.

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The count’s son, Allard, regretted his decision.

The young lady whom he had rejected and canceled his engagement with appeared in front of him as an extremely beautiful woman. She was a different person from the one in the past.

“I thought she was just a potato lady… what a scam.”

The Evantails are an old-fashioned, hard-headed aristocracy who are considered outcasts in social circles.

All the women there wear heavy, ghostly makeup. White faces, blue eyelids, red cheeks, and lips. They are recognizable by their yellowish dresses.

No matter how high the status of the woman, marrying one like that would be a laughing stock in social circles.

He did not want to marry such a woman.

He had fled the engagement party and had hastily gotten engaged to a reasonably pretty and agreeable viscountess.

He was happy that he was able to avoid the situation.

“…… I missed a bigger fish.”

Allard nodded in disappointment and watched Agnes walk off amicably with Nazelbert.

“Still, I never thought that Lord Nazelbert would have a thing for that particular woman. I had the impression he was stoic, not interested in the opposite sex.”

He couldn’t take his eyes off the beautiful Agnes, and when he glanced at her, he was intimidated by Nazelbert’s smile.

That man was serious.

Then he was also pinched on the buttocks from behind by the Viscountess who had become his wife.

She was married in a hurry, but she is extremely selfish and spends money wildly. Above all, she is scary.

Now he knows that her marriage to Allard was for the status and that she had been playing the role of a kitten when he first met her.

However, now that he had already registered his marriage, he could not escape from his fearful wife.

“I’ll remember you, Potato lady….. come to think of it, those guys were here today, too.”

As he looked away from his wife, Allard thought of a conspicuous family in old-fashioned costumes.

A single one of them would be impressive, but in a group, they look much more impressive…. is what he thought.