Becoming The Villain's Family

Chapter 64

‘It doesn’t matter anyway.’

After all, Aria, no matter what others say, was a person who could be happy if only Lloyd was happy.

It didn’t matter whether Gabriel looked at herself like the saint or not. She had no regrets or disappointments. It was enough if he remembered the distant Aria and help her once in a while.

[I don’t know what’s wrong with that.]

“Yes?”

He must have thought she would be offended.

Gabriel looked puzzled.

[It hasn’t been a while since we met. Things like that happen, too. People are originally like that.]

“People are like that?”

[Yes. Recalling the people around you and what you’ve been through while accepting new things.]

“Is that so?”

Yes. Aria nodded her head.

That’s not the case in all situations, but it happens quite often.

When they encounter something similar to their environment that made up their surroundings, they are relieved and accept it with ease. And when they encounter the complete opposite, at first they feel repulsed.

Of course, after that they get used to it, reject it, or change direction.

‘That’s why I started praying.’

She doesn’t know if he knows. Although it wasn’t Aria’s intention for him to recall the saint in her figure, she thought it was good.

She will be accepted easily.

[Yes at first, you just have to find out later that we are a different person.]

“Is that so?”

Yes. Aria nodded her head again.

‘You have no friends.’

She swallowed what she wanted to say. Because to say that, that means he didn’t have any friends…

‘Anyway.’

She wondered what the hell Garcia was teaching kids. Making them feel guilty with just a natural human instinct. It seems like a seriously wrong way of teaching.

[Isn’t that so?]

“I’m sorry. I’ve never been close to anyone other than the saint…”

It seemed so.

Aria said it was fine, tapped him on the shoulder a couple of times and then she held out a new card.

[If you look closely, you’ll see how I’m different from her.]

At those words, Gabriel’s water-blue eyes shimmering in gold widened.

And slowly nodded his head.

***

“Oh, you were here.”

The next day, Tristan came to visit Aria.

At his own will, he slowly leaned back on a chair and sent the servant and the guards out of the room.

“Are you okay now?”

“Thanks to you.”

He was back to the way he was before he suffered from insomnia. Of course, in a situation where he is passing on his power to his successor in real time, he cannot be completely healthy.

‘At least he looks fine on the surface.’

Aria was relieved.

In fact, before that, she was so worried that he might have to be locked up in a detached palace right away.