Fostering The Male Lead

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Fostering the Male Lead - Chapter 81

‘No, I must have seen it wrong.’

I made up a plausible excuse and tried to calm my pounding heart, but without realizing it, I was clenching my fists tightly. One young lady cautiously called out to me.

“Lady Katzel?”

“I’m sorry. I guess I haven’t gotten over my fatigue yet. I need to go get some fresh air.”

“We must have held onto you too much. Have a good rest.”

I left the young noble ladies behind and chased after Sihael.

* * *

I stormed in, announced my identity as a Katzel to the guard stationed on the terrace, and then purposefully shut the door with a loud thud.

I’m sure he’ll welcome me with a friendly smile, not with those insensitive eyes I just saw.

But what greeted me was his cold back and frigid voice.

“I said I wanted to be alone.”

“Would you not allow me also?”

Sihael, who turned back at my voice, frowned blatantly. His eyes were icy and harsh.

‘I wasn’t mistaken.’

My fingers became numb at his first rejection.

“Your Highness, are you perhaps mad at me? If you could tell me the reason you are suddenly behaving like this…”

“I told you to get out.”

My heart ached at his cold response. He not only cut me off, but also brutally dismissed me. I bit my lower lip as an unpleasant sensation swelled in my chest.

‘If he dismissed me, I would have to leave from here as ordered, however, he always told me he would never become estranged with me…!’

It was unfair. I didn’t want to be kicked out without understanding why. My despair quickly evolved to rage.

“No, I won’t.”

Who was it who insisted on staying by my side even if something bad happened?

‘Are you seriously going to pretend you don’t know who I am now?’

I couldn’t back down until I got the right answer.

Sihael got wary as I approached him with that thought.

“What are you doing now?”

“I’m not leaving until I know why you’re pushing me away.”

“There is no reason.”

“Do you think that makes sense? You were fine until yesterday, but why all of a sudden…!”

As my voice raised in excitement at Sihael’s constant attempts to avoid me, I faltered at the end of my words.

‘Wait, is this person really Sihael?’

I couldn’t tell when I saw him from a distance, but when I saw him up close, I had a peculiar sensation of dissonance.

“Miss Katzel. No, Ro- setta… You’re making me uncomfortable, so get away from me.”

He also addressed me incorrectly. When I looked for further hints, I discovered that there were more than just one or two odd things. I abruptly turned to face Sihael.

“What…!”

His eyes were a different colour, as expected. From a close look, I was certain.

‘He isn’t Sihael.’