Chapter 2.2

“Hey, ugly!”

Someone tackled me.

“Gerald is coming tomorrow! Ugly. You wanted to see Gerald, right? You’ll gain weight like a pig if you eat like that at night. Argh! It hurts! Argh!”

Boom!

This is why I can’t get close to you, my older brother!

When I swung the spoon, I was holding it recklessly. I ended up pounding my brother’s butt as he glared at me with a red face.

“What are you looking at?”

Are you having fun without knowing what this means? Did you really think I’m in the mood to meet Gerald even though I already broke my engagement with him?

I’ve lived thirty years of my life, you idiot!

Even though I knew it was childish for me at thirty, my eight-year-old body encouraged me to relieve my anger to my childish brother.

My brother, who fell backward after being beaten by my spoon, stared at me.

I didn’t know that unicorn, Gerald would come! Mom, dad! This is an incredible betrayal! This should have been a perfect divorce! We shouldn’t see each other again when I already broke our engagement!

He seemed to be trying to use his last move after saying I would break the engagement. When I see Gerald, I think I might change my mind.

I thought I had to think about how to overcome this crisis. If I did something wrong, my plans of escaping the life I didn’t want to live in would fail.

My brother jumped and shouted back.

“I’m not hanging out with you!”

My brother, fidgeting, pouted his lips and threw the doll at me. It rolled on the ground and I was left boiling in anger.

Let’s think about it again, Louella. Your brother is a 10-year-old kid now.

“Think about it one more time, Lulu. You know there’s no one like Gerald.”

The thirty year old me in the past shouldn’t give any advice to the eight-year-old me! I’m not making the same mistake ever again!

Oh. I suddenly realized that the gap between my past and current age was very big.

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When did it suddenly happen?

Hmm. My brother suddenly became an adult. Perhaps it was when I was told that a cute nephew would be born.

Not until that happened, he was bickering with me and still acting like a child, but after Veronica became pregnant, he became a human being. No, to be exact, he became an adult.

“Ugly, go home!”

The guy who was doing it,

‘Louella, Gerald must be worried. Go back now.’

That was something I could have said to myself if I was the same old stupid me.

When I first saw my brother like that, I thought our family was already doomed.

Our family has existed for many years, but no one had ever been a duke or a duchess. In the beginning, he was awarded the Duke’s Committee and stayed together until the kingdom became an empire.

It wasn’t easy, but when I saw my brother failing, I realized he was just a good-for-nothing punk.

“Older brother, be honest. How stupid are you to fail that test?”

I asked because I was worried in a sincere heart, but I was silenced. Or not. Why did he have to be that angry?

Anyway . . .

It was also questionable that Veronica, who called the beauty of imperial society, married my brother. Oh, I became doomed as my memories vividly reminded me of what happened.

In the past, Veronica “took” my brother, but in this life, there was no guarantee that she will do the same!

I felt guilty, as though I had pushed my enemy-like brother’s life into a pit of fire.

No, it’s crazy. What should I do about this?

Veronica’s appearance was great for my brother to finally live like a human being. A week before my brother and Veronica were married, I had sincerely tried to stop Veronica.

“Veronica, it’s not too late. Soon, there will be no other chance. You should be running away from him.”

It was a desperate and sincere request. How old was I then? Since my brother got married at the age of twenty-five. I was twenty-three years old. It was precisely the moment that I had a good reason.

But Veronica smiled and shook her head.

How pretty she was at that moment.

Even when I think about it now, Veronica wasted her life. But when I look back, I believe that being related by blood is one thing, but I valued her more than my older brother.

“Oh, my. What should I do?”

After my brother went back, saying, “I’m not going to play with you!”

I couldn’t sleep because I was disturbed and ended up rolling around my bed.

This was because the gap between my 32-year-old brother and my current brother was too different.

And I’ve come all the way here because I’ve been thinking about Veronica.

What should I do?

It was a moment when the enemy suddenly became sad.

No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think Veronica will like that enemy-kind-of-a-brother again this time.

Should I help you, my dearest brother?

He’s still my brother, after all.

I’m a little worried. Let’s decide based on how that older brother acts in the future.

I’m older than you now, you little peanut of a brother!