Dear Stella,

Stella, it's been a while.

How are you?

You finally got caught by that sticky guy.

Oh, my God, I laughed so hard that it wasn't working out after all.

Make a grand detour like an idiot, and you're really an idiot.

Though we have begun.

From start to finish, I feel nauseous like that guy is dancing to me.

That unbelievable man... oh, now he's your husband. Excuse me.

It's okay, if there's anything to make you cry, we won't shut up or your little brother.

If anything bad happens to you, throw away that creepy man and run over here.

I'll be waiting any minute.

... Yes, I have two cute boys who look like me and another one in my tummy right now.

I may not be able to make it by the time you give birth, but I'll be sure to ask you when it's settled.

Shall I call Aisha and Elena too for a tea party for everyone for a long time?

You're not locking up your wife, are you?

That guy isn't that rotten, is he?

... No, but it's impossible, that guy, that was crazy.

Oh, you were your husband now... excuse me.

Oh, it's been a long time. Anyway, congratulations on your marriage.

Then, congratulations on your birth (I'm sure you'll be born by the time this letter arrives, right?).

I look forward to meeting your baby.

Stella, are you happy now? I hope you're happy.

My precious Stella.

You should live a happy life full of love.

I hope my husband (who doesn't have to be that guy) already loves me to death and spends a lot of time opening his mouth and laughing like an idiot.

I put up with those hard days. Yeah, you should be entitled to them.

And then, you know what?

Nate Feel seems to have a fashionable romantic tale of the unmeshed romance between a prince scum and a nobleman abandoned from the royal family among its citizens.

I've been reading them, but they're both so stupid.

We don't even realize how we feel about each other, do we? I read it in a hurry and stuck around in a day.

My husband worried me because of the lack of sleep.

If you feel like it, why don't you read it?

Last but not least,

Perhaps, I'm sure, he would be if I knew.

No, although I despise it a lot if it really is.

Well, but you probably read this letter before Stella did.

You idiot, are you still doing this? I'll pull, I'll pull, Don, pull. You suck, you're a real scum.

Ellein Waldorf von NateFeel

I've heard a lot about what you've been doing to protect Stella.

I also have to know that I would be anxious if I didn't know all about her......

No, I knew it, I don't know.

Trust Stella. Don't lock her up.

Is she gonna do it for you?

You know that, Your Highness.

Never use it as a doll to be protected.

Please. Stella's just an emotional girl. Let him.

Oh, you can throw away this letter. You're reading anyway, aren't you?

I'll send Stella something else properly, so don't imitate me like this again after this.

Otherwise, I wouldn't know if that rabbit-skinned brother took his wife, who had a hard time catching her.

If you haven't read it, don't let Stella find out what she's been through and despise you.

That's all I'm trying to say.

Oh, I did.

Your Highness, please make that child happy.

Nice to meet you, please.

Flora

"...... Phew"

"Oh, King, who was that letter from? Ah?

"Torneo, stop calling me that... It would be misunderstood."

"Excuse me, Duke of Rufus.... So, who was it from?

"... nothing, nobody"

"Really? You look pale, don't you? You still look like you're gonna throw up.

"... nothing"

The brunette youth folded over the letter and threw it away.

It was like a habit to check out a letter sent to my wife. I noticed myself gradually after being pointed out.

In the end, he was enraged by his beloved wife when he was exposed to the wash he had ever had by his wife's best friend, who would then visit him six months later, as if to look at the garbage.

On top of that, it becomes the feather of savoring the tragedy that the beloved wife and beloved son will be pulled for a month at the far end of the territory.

But he doesn't know it yet.

Rumor has it he's a scumbag ‹ End ›