Chapter 4

Sharon was a lovely girl with silver hair and sapphire-like beautiful eyes.

Her appearance and personality were the complete opposite of mine.

Her adorable appearance that evoked a protective instinct...

Someone once said that Sharon was a girl loved by God.

I was stunned to see the two of them getting along so well.

I immediately noticed the happy smile on Harvey's face as he stood next to Sharon.

The moment I saw Harvey talking to her with a completely different attitude and expression, I felt as if my world had turned pitch black.

It felt as if everything I had done was being thrown back at me.

‘You just don’t have enough charm.’

The words I had always said so casually now stabbed me like a knife.

I immediately approached Sharon.

Although she was confused and said, “I’m friends with Prince Harvey,” it didn’t seem that way to me.

At the very least, it felt like Sharon had noticed Harvey’s feelings and was responding to them.

Sharon’s pretentious attitude made me so angry.

“Then why are you always together?” I asked, and she happily clasped her hands and said, “It’s just a coincidence. Prince Harvey is kind and good to everyone.”

Indeed, Harvey was kind to everyone.

Even without being Amalilis, he would offer his handkerchief to a crying young lady and step in to mediate when someone was being bullied.

I knew this.

Knowing this made me feel so frustrated and bitter.

It felt as if Harvey was showing me that his special affection was for this young lady, Sharon.

From then on, I stood in front of Sharon to prevent their relationship from deepening, repeatedly warning her, “Stay away from Prince Harvey; you’re not even his fiancée.”

Seeing Sharon apologize sadly made my heart feel a little lighter.

However, it seemed that Sharon was steadily deepening her relationship with Harvey.

They would whisper words of love to each other in secret, and gaze into each other’s eyes while their bodies were close.

It might only be a matter of time before Sharon and Harvey are together... Amalilis thought and confronted Harvey.

However, both Harvey and Sharon denied their relationship.

Rumors were spreading around that “Sharon and Prince Harvey are a better match.”

Just then, a knight arrived during a party.

"Finally, the wicked Amalilis pushed Sharon down the stairs"

And that Sharon had been seriously injured.

Harvey was with the injured Sharon.

When Sharon regained consciousness, she said, “I saw dark cherry-colored hair and a magenta dress.”

With her words and the testimony of several witnesses, I was immediately restrained on the spot.

Of course, I denied it, saying, “I didn’t push her.”

I had an alibi, but I was still identified as the one who pushed Sharon down the stairs.

"Amalilis, jealous of Harvey and Sharon’s relationship, tried to kill Sharon by pushing her down the stairs"

I was imprisoned as a criminal.

At the same time, the engagement to Harvey, which I had worked so hard to secure, was easily broken off.

Before entering the prison, I saw Harvey’s contemptuous gaze and my eyes widened.

No one came to my defense.

No one believed me.

In the dim, quiet prison, I quietly reflected on my life.

Unloved by anyone, hurting others, and being hated by everyone, what did I really want?

(All I wanted was to be loved...)

I felt as if I was being dragged into a bottomless pit of darkness.

“Why...”

I closed my eyes quietly.