I don't want to be loved

Chapter 156: Have You Been Well, Sister?

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The figure's red flaming hair swayed beautifully under the moonlit night. Her beauty was overwhelming, enough to make one think that she was a goddess, that she belonged to the heavens. Her smooth luscious skin put the beauty of the red flower to shame. No mortal could compare to her splendor. It was as if everything around her dimmed a little to make way for her presence.

The red-haired beauty stood in front of Lalisa with a deep smile.

"It's been a while, Lalisa," said the beauty.

Roseanne... her younger sister had appeared in front of her again after six years.

Lalisa looked at the curvaceous figure who stood close to her. She was as beautiful as ever-red luscious hair and big eyes... rose-tinted cheeks and features that reminded one of a blooming flower. She looked no different from the girl Lalisa knew in her past life.

Lalisa stared back, eyes in disbelief.

Roseanne lowered her gaze and bowed deeply.

"I apologize," she said humbly, "I forgot. You said never to call you by your name. Then... Your Majesty. Is this fitting instead?"

"How did you get..."

Roseanne smiled. "An invitation. It had been quite difficult getting one, you see."

Roseanne had once received the protection of her father despite her illegitimate status. But he had long passed away, never to come back in this life.

Lalisa wondered how Roseanne received an invitation to Duchess Saphia's banquet...

Looking at Lalisa's curious-filled face, Roseanne laughed sweetly.

"You're probably wondering why I'm here though I'm not of noble blood, right? Well, the truth is... I'm married."

"...Who did you marry?"

"Gaith. My husband's name is Gaith Olbach. You may know him as Viscount Olbach."

Gaith Olbach. Lalisa had seen that name on the guestlist before. The name Roseanne written next to it as well.

"You're Roseanne Olbach?"

Roseanne nodded. "Of course. They call me Viscountess Olbach."

"But I heard the viscount remarried several years ago... you'd have been too young to marry back then."

Roseanne smiled.

"It hadn't been long since you returned, so I'm sure you'd be less informative about the happenings here in Arundell, but I guess my speculation was wrong. That's right. My husband remarried several years ago to the madam I was serving. After she passed away, he remarried me. It happened several months ago."

Lalisa opened her eyes wide as she looked at her younger sister.

It made sense... why Mrs. Cessley knew nothing of Roseanne... it made sense. Mrs. Cessley was too preoccupied with renovating the Queen's Palace around that time. Lalisa figured that she'd not willingly go as far as to remember the names of the wives of the lower-ranking nobles. To Mrs. Cessley, they were but a mere speck of ants not worth mentioning.

"In any case, this was completely unexpected. I didn't think you'd remember me. You'd only seen my face once and that was long ago."

Roseanne's eyes lit up in wonder. She was genuinely curious.

Just as Roseanne said, Lalisa had only seen her face once. However, she did not know that Lalisa knew every single, every detail about her. On the surface, Roseanne wore the appearance of an angel-like goddess, but the truth was that a devil awaiting to break free laid dormant inside her.

"Have you been well, sister?" Roseanne asked once more.

Lalisa showed signs of fluster, but her turbulent aura immediately calmed and she returned to her normal state of mind, her senses coming back.

There was no need to linger in the past nor did she need to be afraid.

The Roseanne of this present life was not the daughter of a count nor a sibling who enjoyed the affection of the king. She was a simple wife married to a low ranking noble.

She was no longer the Roseanne she knew but the Roseanne of this present life.

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