Why Did I Become the Villainess? Chapter 455: : Runaway



"Da Csille, are you okay? You look so pale right now. Do you want to call Doctor Pascal for you?"

I wave my hand at Sela and just sit on my chair. "Don't worry about , Sela. I just didn't get enough sleep last night, but I already took so dication. So don't worry."

I couldn't sleep properly last night because I kept thinking about the conversation I had with Princess Paislee.

I don't know if she ans sothing else or it's just a simple piece of advice from her. But one thing's for sure, I will get to the bottom of this. I need to make sure that everything is going according to the storyline.

Sela stares at worriedly. It looks like she's still not satisfied with my answer.

"But Da Csille, is it okay for you to work in such condition? You just recovered from an injury. Why don't you take a rest for today? If you're worried about the departnt, I can oversee things here while you're gone. I'm worried about you, Da Csille."

I give Sela a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I'll just finish the docunts I have here, and I'll take a rest this afternoon. By the way, is there any response from the Crown Prince's office?"

Sela stares at and shakes her head. "There is no response from the Crown Prince, Da Csille. But I'll make sure once I receive it, I'll imdiately rush to bring it to you."

I thank her and continue reading the docunts on my table. However, because of the migraine I have, I couldn't concentrate much on my work.

In the end, I decided to take a rest after two hours of reading the docunt on repeat. Sela was so happy with my decision that she even wanted to send to my own chamber. I just stopped her. I know she already had a lot on her plate.

I was making my way to my bedroom with my blurry vision. Coupled with the fact that I felt dizzy and my knees were weak, I found myself almost stumbling on the floor. It's a good thing soone caught before I fell.

As much as I wanted to thank the person, I couldn't do so because my consciousness slowly faded away. The last thing I heard was soone whispering words to .

"I wouldn't let you fall..."

And when I opened my eyes, I found myself inside my room with Rufus sitting on a chair beside my bed.

I frown. Was he the one who whispered those words? But why did the voice sound different? Rufus imdiately stands up when he sees rising from the bed. "The doctor advised that you should take a rest for today. You collapsed because of fatigue. You just recovered from an injury, Csille. Why are you pushing yourself to your limits?"

I shake my head. It's not that I want to work myself to exhaustion, but I need to. Things will only get worse from here, and I need to ensure that everything is going according to the storyline.

"I'm not. I was actually planning to rest in my room when I collapsed. I may be stubborn sotis, but I also know how to take care of my body."

I heard Rufus scoff. "I've heard that from you before, yet you always end up either getting hurt or being unconscious. You're being too hard on yourself, Csille. Just because you had a failed engagent, it doesn't an that you'll neglect to take care of yourself. Do you know how worried your brother, Pascal, is?"

My eyes widen when I hear Brother Pascal's na. How could I forget Brother Pascal?

I anxiously hold Rufus's hands. "Does Brother Pascal know what happened to ?"

Rufus nods his head. "Of course, how could I keep this from Doctor Pascal? He just left for an urgent matter but will return later. Why? Do you wish to keep it from him?"

I definitely do, but it's already too late for that. I just wish Brother Pascal wouldn't use this as an excuse to return to the capital.

I lean on the bedfra and close my eyes. I feel much better now after getting so rest, but my mind still can't be at ease.

"Csille, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

I just shake my head. I just don't have the ntal capacity to talk to him right now.

It's not that I don't want to. Rather, my mind can't stop worrying about other things. We've only been here for days, yet a lot has already happened. I can't help but worry about what's in store for in the upcoming days.

"Csille, just tell if you don't feel okay so I can call a doctor for you."

I open my eyes and stare at the worried Prince Rufus. It's been a long ti since I've talked to him like this, without pushing him away.

"I am okay, Rufus. Don't worry. I'm just thinking about a lot of things. It's the reason why I didn't get enough sleep lately."

I thought Rufus would imdiately ask what I was thinking, but he just remains staring at anxiously.

"Aren't you going to ask what I'm thinking?"

He shakes his head and smiles sadly at . "I would if we were still as close as we used to be. But haven't you put so distance between us? How can I ask such a personal question to

you?"

I feel a pang of pain in my heart when I hear his words. I know I'm the one who pushed him away, yet I can't help but feel hurt.

A lot of things have changed between us and it will continue to change in the future.

I have a lot of things I want to say to him. I want to explain to him the reason why I am doing this. I want to tell him what is currently happening in my life.

But I know I shouldn't. I shouldn't be selfish and think only myself. So, I just close my eyes and decided not to answer him. I don't want to cross the distance we took so ti creating.

"Csille, I've missed you."

A tear escaped my eye as I listened to his words. I miss him too yet I know I couldn't say those words back at him. Instead, I just pretend that I didn't hear anything.

"And there are many things I wish to tell you," he continued, his laughter devoid of joy. "Did you know I confessed my feelings to her? And do you know what happened? She turned down, Purplany. She rejected ."

I squeezed my fist tightly, resisting the urge to console him as his sobs reached my ears. His tears pained deeply.

Rufus had sacrificed so much over the years, only to be denied the happiness he so deserved.

I couldn't help but bla myself. If only I hadn't introduced another male lead, he wouldn't be suffering like this.

"That's not even the worst part. I suspect soone else might confess to her as well. Csille, I'm scared. I can't bear the thought of losing her to soone else. I'm lost and in agony, Csille. I-I... need y-you."

As much as I wish I could ignore it all, my heart and conscience won't allow it. How could I possibly stay indifferent after hearing Rufus express such pain?

Only a heartless person can do so.

The Prince Rufus who is always happy in life. The person who is always been with Csille no

matter what.

I gently pull him to my side and give him a big hug. I didn't say anything but I made sure that he can feel the worry and care I have for him.

I hope with this, he will know that there are people rooting for his happiness. Even if they are not with him anymore.

As I was about to return to my room, a hand unexpectedly grabbed mine. I turned around, anticipating it might be one of the two Princes, but almost ran to my room when I recognized

Brother Pascal.

I offered him a slightly awkward smile. "Brother, you're here. How was your day?" He shot a glare before responding, "Do you seriously ask that question?" He scoffed. "I'm doing just swell after learning that my cousin, who just recovered from an injury, beca unconscious." His tone dripped with sarcasm.

"Brother, please let explain," I pleaded frantically, hoping he would hear out first.

I couldn't afford to leave the Foundation without obtaining any valuable information. By now, I'm sure Mr. Sewell already knows my whereabouts. He'll undoubtedly look for once

I return to the capital.

That's why I can't return right now. I can't risk putting everyone in danger because of my carelessness.

"Of course, you'd better explain yourself if you still want to work here,."

He guided into my room and gently settled on the bed before taking a seat in front of

.

"Now talk. Explain to why you passed out again after being here for three days."

I sigh. "Brother, believe , it wasn't intentional-"

"Of course it wasn't. Isn't that always your excuse? Yet, you continue to find yourself in difficult situations. Csille, what's going on with you? Just because your engagent failed doesn't an you should give up on life."

Why does everyone assu I've given up on life? If I had the choice, I'd rather stay in bed and read stories than deal with all of this.

And do they really think so little of ? That I'd throw away my life just because a certain hot-headed prince decided to end our engagent?

I sigh. "Brother, I know it's hard to trust after everything I've done and said in the past. But believe , I didn't deliberately overwork myself. I've just had a lot on my mind lately, and it's been affecting my sleep."

Brother Pascal stares at for a mont before taking a seat beside . "You're still being too hard on yourself, Csille. When will you start putting yourself first?"

When? I don't know. It's not that I don't care about my health, but how can I prioritize myself

when everyone else's lives are at stake?

Can I bear to be that selfish?

I simply smile at Brother Pascal. I know that trying to reason with him would only lead to further disappointnt. I've already caused them enough disappointnt.

I wait for Brother Pascal to say sothing, but he remains silent. He just fix my blanket and do

his own thing.

I just close my eyes and pretend to sleep despite having just woken up. However, I didn't anticipate that I would actually fall asleep again.

"Da Csille?"

I turn around and see Princess Paislee wearing a tattered gown, gripping a bloody sword. Her

long blond hair cascades over her shoulder.

"Sir Farren?" I inadvertently utter her na aloud. Realizing my mistake, I quickly cover my

mouth. I am not supposed to know her secret.

I was expecting Princess Paislee to be surprised with how I call her but she didn't even bat an eye. She just grabbed my hand and drag away to sowhere.

It's night ti and there isn't any light in our surroundings so I couldn't quite pinpoint

where we are.

All I know is we are currently walking through grass.

"I don't have much ti Da Csille to explain things but we need to leave now. Please bear

with this, once we pass this forest, there are horses waiting for us to ride away from here."

I frown. What does she an we need to leave? To where? The Capital? But why? Is there

sothing urgent happening in the monarchy? Does the Aeslaerean Kingdom strike an attack

again?

Also, why is she not wearing her disguise? Isn't she afraid that the Vrawyth people will recognise

her?

What is happening right now?

We sprinted continuously along the forest path until we spotted two horses tied to a tree.

Princess Paislee extended her hand to help onto the horse, but I hesitated, gazing at her

hand intently.

I needed answers. I had to understand what was happening.

"What's going on here? And you're Princess Paislee, aren't you?"

She just frown at . "Csille, there's no ti for explanations now. We have to leave. Prince Fraser couldn't do what he needs to do as long as you are still in the Vrawyth Kingdom."

I was puzzled. Why was my presence affecting Prince Fraser's plans? And why was Princess

Paislee helping ?

"No, I won't go until I understand what's happening. What is happening and what do you an by Prince Fraser couldn't do what he needs to do if I am around? Princess Paislee stares at coldly. "Da Csille, have you forgotten? You betray the Vrawyth Kingdom and allied with the Aeslaerean Kingdom?"