solde clutched her cheek in disbelief. “You… you hit me?”
‘I did! You were the one who begged me to bring you to the royal study, and now you’re the one causing a scene! Tomorrow, I will have my mother send you away.”
The tutor, unable to bear seeing a book of philosophy lying in the dust, bent down to pick it up. As the pages lipped open, the same vile images from my past life appeared before her eyes.
Thwack.
The sound of the book’s spine hitting the floor was sharp and clear. The tutor clutched her chest, her face
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ashen, and fell backward.
“Wretched girl! Wretched girl!”
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Isolde stared at the book on the floor, unable to believe that the filth that was supposed to be in my bool was now in her own. She stood frozen, frantically waving her hands and trying to explain as everyone stared at her. “It wasn’t me! It wasn’t me, I didn’t!”
In her panic, she lost control of herself. A dark stain spread beneath her silk skirts, and a foul stench filler
the air.
Isolde broke down, clutching her dress and screaming. “Ah–don’t look at me! Don’t look at me!”
People could avert their eyes, but the smell was inescapable.
Aurelia pinched her nose and pulled me away, “Isolde is absolutely disgusting.”
The tutor was even more furious than in my past life. Her lips were pale, her body trembling. Then, she colla
psed,
After this scandal, the tutor resigned
After this scandal, the tutor resigned her position. Duchess Isolde was taken home by her father, the Duke, and soon after, news of her “death from a sudden illness” spread. Just like me in my past life, she died to preserve her family’s honor.
