I’m An Uncouth Lady, But I Helped The Villainous Young Lord But He Ended Up Liking Me

clear conversation with my ears.

“Damn it!　I'm against the royal family's way of handling the situation!　I feel sorry for you, brother!”

“Calm down, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I haven't even received the official royal decree yet.”

“But that doesn't mean we should be optimistic!　If this continues, you'll end up in the middle of nowhere!　And you're being forced to marry the Potato Lady!　Why is my brother in such a mess……”

I gasp and move even closer to the door.

From the conversation, I was certain that it was Lord Nazelbert and his younger brother who were inside.

Lord Nazelbert's brother seems to be on his.
I am relieved to see that he is not as isolated in the household as I am.

“You'll be the laughing stock of society if you marry her! Brother and that woman are leagues apart!”

I know, it's shocking, but I completely agree with you on that point.
We are too different in so many ways.

My status, my appearance, my abilities, I am no good in every conceivable way.
I am a marriage partner who is of no benefit to Lord Nazelbert at all.

“You're keeping your distance from her, aren't you?　We should get rid of the Potato Lady quickly before strange rumors start to circulate!”

Lord Nazelbert's brother's words are more than correct.

Yeah, it's painful……
I shouldn't have eavesdropped………

I was just about to turn back to my room after all when I heard Lord Nazelbert's voice echoing from inside the room.

“I will not allow you to insult her.
Just so we are clear, I have no intention of kicking Miss Agnes out.”

With firm words, he tells his brother.

“Why? You'll only be doing yourself a disservice if you keep that woman around.
I'll kick out that ugly, deluded woman myself right now!”

“Stop right there! Julian!!”

Your brother's name is Lord Julian…….?

As I was thinking this innocently, the door opened and bumped into me with great force as someone came out.

“Bwah!”

I was thrown off and rolled across the floor, crashing into a wall.

Following that was the sound of multiple footsteps approaching and the voice of a distressed Miss Naserbert shouting, “Miss Agnes!”

“Oh, not good…….
my vision is getting blurry, and my feet are wobbly……..”

My consciousness started fading out and was completely cut off when I finally hit my head against the wall with a gong.