The tea table was swept over.
The finely set teacups, plates, trays, and all kinds of refreshments were mixed together, falling onto the bushes.
The same was true of us, who hung out holding each other's hair like lions fighting in the jungle.
"What does the fact that you are dissatisfied with having your mother's eyes have to do with me?"
"What... What are you saying? Don't blabber about my mother!"
"You cursed my mother who hasn't even seen me!"
There was a loud knock.
The sound of several people shouting was also heard at once.
"Madam, madam!"
"Ruby, what the hell is going on? Ruby!"
Even if the door did not open, this was a glass greenhouse, so the inside was clearly visible from the outside.
It was obscured by all the colorful southern fountains and trees. Anyone could see there was a disturbance.
But neither I nor Freya had the time to care about that fact at the moment.
"You don't deserve it! Everything you were talking and bragging about now was mine! Iz, Ellen, and everyone else has been mine since a long time ago! If only you hadn't shown up......!"
"It's not because I showed up, but because you're like this!"
"Who are you to preach to me? I'm not a servant like you, my mother is different from your mother....."
"So did your perfect mother teach you to shamelessly tell lies to your friends?"
"Don't insult my mother with that rotten mouth!"
"You keep talking about my mother, so why wouldn't I?! And you're insulting your own mother! Aren't you sorry? Don't you feel sorry for your friends? Don't you feel sorry for Ellen who's been trusting you for all these years? If you're not sorry for Ellen, for Iz, for all those people, then you're a human being who didn't deserve them in the first place!"
A hand that was pulling at my hair fell off.
At the same time, my hands also went weak.
My thick blonde hair and Freya's pale, slick blonde hair flew down.
"Ruby! Open this door! Ruby! Frey! Freya Van Furiana! Open this door right now!"
Ellenia's voice rang loudly.
It was a frightening state.
I was not sure whom she was angry at.
Freya also gasped and stared at my eyes, panting.
Unexpected tears were tearing up in those bitterly distorted purple eyes.
"What are you crying about?"
"I'm not crying."
"Then stop! What disgusting acting are you going to do again?"
"Shut up! You, what the hell do you know? What do you know about me, how I've lived, what do you know with those kinds of eyes!"
"You preached without knowing anything about me first, you have no conscience! What do you know about something horrible that you've never experienced, when you're whining and crying about this little thing?"
"......I, ah, I......!"
"If I were you, I wouldn't live like that! I don't know who got me in here, but at least I didn't do anything horrible to deserve a bad fate! I've been trying my best to survive every day, but I haven't bothered bullied people to get anything like you!"
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How To Get My Husband On My Side
RomanceI became the Villainess who died at the hands of her husband in the novel. To be exact, as a supporting role who dies after being used by her father and brother as a tool for political marriage. One day, my goddamn father crawled out and brought my...
