I Faked Amnesia to Break off My Engagement,But My Fiance won't let me!!

9. Unexpected

"It's an invitation to His Highness Abel's birthday party. I want you to come with Philip. It's three weeks from now."

Rex's words made my head spin.

His Highness Abel was the crown prince of our kingdom. Of course, refusing wouldn't be tolerable. By the way, His Highness also liked Rex for some reason.

As Rex had said earlier, I didn't have the confidence to jump into a large crowd of people with my sloppy amnesiac acting. It seemed that Rex planned it on the spot.

After all, if this had been planned from the start, all of my lies would have been revealed on the very first day I met Philip after suffering that accident.

"I wonder if I should stop faking my amnesia..."

Towards me, who inadvertently muttered so, he sighed deeply.

"Well~ it's been one of your bad habits to escape at the first sign of trouble, even when you haven't achieved anything. You can always pretend to regain your memories, but to pretend to have amnesia for the rest of your life? Isn't that basically a waste? Think of your parents."

"Eeh."

"Far from breaking off your engagement, you still don't even know why Philip is lying. Is it really okay to end it here Viola? Yyou can do it, I guarantee it. So, let's do our best together a little bit more, got it?"

Why was I being preached and encouraged by that man?

However, what he was saying wasn't wrong, unfortunately. The only reason I was reluctant to accept those words was because they came from him...

...When I was about to give up, I recalled my parents—whom I had deceived.

"...I'm sorry, I may have made a mistake."

"Well, that's fine, I'm going to teach you acting."

"Eh?"

"Yes, I'll take up the role of your aristocrat acquaintance from now on."

...Suddenly, Rex's spartan acting instruction began. From the beginning until the end, I didn't know what that guy was aiming for.

However, thanks to his precise guidance, my amnesiac performance had improved dramatically.

***

It had been a week since then.

I was currently walking down a street of the royal capital with Philip.

It seemed that Rex told Philip that if we were to attend His Highness' birthday party together, then he should buy me a dress.

Despite that, Rex told me he had absolutely never told Philip such—and here I thought it was part of his plan to help me break off my engagement. It felt kind of strange. After all, we had been engaged for 18 years and he had never given me a proper gift before.

Rex told me to relax—on whose side was he, really?

After his outrageous lies, Philip was a little bit easier to converse with. The other day's acting instruction had also lessened my anxiety immensely. In the end, I agreed to go with him. At worst, I'd return his money in case of an emergency.

Philip took me to the most popular shop in the royal capital. Usually, someone'd have to make a reservation more than half a year in advance. Luckily, he was the son of the duke. There, we bought a wonderful dress that was of the latest fashion.

"Thank you very much for not only the dress, but also the shoes and accessories. I shall treasure them."

"Yes."