The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me [Complete]

Chapter 80

"You suddenly have a place to go...?"

Marika, despite her higher status, couldn't hide her bewildered expresshion due to the abrupt and nonsensical request.

"I'll explain later. For now, you must come with me."

However, regardless of how she appeared, his response was cold and indifferent, as if the answer was predetermined.

"But, brother... Why are you in such a state? Your clothes are completely soaked..."

Marika, despite the unfair treatment she was receiving, showed a kind demeanor full of concern as she checked his state, her eyes brimming with worry.

"Don't worry about it, we don't have time. Just follow me."

His response was chillingly indifferent, making Marika involuntarily shrink back, her figure pitiful.

"But it really doesn't look good, your right arm... is that a wound?! You're even bleeding..."

Crack!

"Ugh?!"

But her kindness was unnecessary and unwelcome, and the prince, who was fed up with the one-sided conversation, grabbed her shoulder forcefully.

"Listen... all you need to do is shut up and follow me, I have no intention of sympathizing with your petty emotions, so stop talking and just come..."

Marika did not mean to upset him; in fact, she was worried about his poor condition and wanted to help in some way.

"Just a moment..! It hurts! I understand, so please let go...!"

Marika, without any resistance, only managed to free herself from his grip after pleading in a feeble voice.

"Ahh!"

Abram did let her go as she wished, but he pushed her to the floor with such force.

"Ugh..."

But even with treatment worse than a servant's and the sharp pain, she did not express any resentment or negative emotions toward him.

"You said you've grown enough to not be your former self, but you are still the same, always cowering and groveling before the strong. I've always detested that weakness in you."

Abram walked away from her as she sat miserably on the floor, silent despite the humiliating words.

"Follow me, if you so wish to be of help to me, then now's the chance for your wish to be fulfilled."

Marika slowly got to her feet despite his unkind words, which could be taken as either encouragement or mockery.

"Let's go together..."

Her demeanor was so different from the confidence and sometimes prideful attitude she showed in public, it was doubtful whether this was the same person who always tried to show at least minimal consideration to others.

10 years ago...

"Brother!!"

A very young girl crosses the wide corridor, her lively and innocent voice matching her appearance as she calls out.

"Abram, brother, let's go together!"

The king's second child, dressed in a simply designed dress that does not hide her long golden hair and snow-white skin, beautiful features, appears too youthful for her age as she runs towards her much-admired brother.

"Marika?"

Her path ends before a boy, the firstborn son of the royal family, proving they share the same blood with his golden hair, one year her senior.