Chapter 3 (1/2)
CHWAAK!
She felt a cold sensation on her face. Canna opened her eyes wide.
“Young Lady, what are you doing not waking up?”
Still feeling sleepy, Canna woke up from her dream and blinked her eyes.
The first thing she saw was a tall, colorful ceiling, and a white stretch of silk canopy.
‘I really am back.’
This is not Korea. This is the master’s bedroom in the Valentino mansion. Tough luck!
‘But what’s on my face right now?’
“Young Lady, wake up! Can’t you hear me?”
This is like millitary.
By the bedside, when she found a maid holding a vase, she realized what has just happened.
The maid would pour water on her face from the vase, remove her blanket, or sometimes she would slap Canna – or rather ‘Joo Hwa’ to wake her up.
Up to now, Joo Hwa meekly obeyed everything and has been maltreated.
Just to be seen well by the Duke.
The maid has been working for a long time for the Valentino family, she thought that if she fights against the maid, she would spread bad rumors.
So Joo Hwa endured.
‘Lee Joo Hwa, you really are stupid.’
Canna wiped her wet face with her hand.
“You, what’s your name?”
What’s with the unexpected reaction? The maid was startled.
‘Of course I know her name.’
In Joo Hwa’s memory who lived in Canna’s body, the maid’s name is Mary.
She’s about 40 years old, has been working for the Valentino family for a very long time, and she is trusted by many.
“My name is Mary Goldian, Young Lady. Did you forget all of a sudden? What’s wrong with your head?”
Mary answered right away and rushed.
“Stop talking nonsense and get up now! It’s time to greet the Mistress!”
Greetings……
Her head hurt for a moment.
Greetings.
‘That’s right. Now that I think about it, the Duke of Valentino’s stepmother lives in this mansion too.’
Josephine, the stepmother of the current Duke, Sylvien.
She told her daughter-in-law, Canna, that she should send her greetings three times a day. Every breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
‘That’s crazy. If this was Korea, that wouldn’t have made sense.’
However, Joo Hwa had been obedient.
Because it might get Sylvien’s attention someday.
But now, she has no intention of doing the same thing.
“I’m not going.”
“……Pardon?”
“I’m not going to fucking greet her.”
“Young Lady, what are you talking about?!”
“Who’s the Young Lady? I am the Duchess of Valentino and the lady of the house. You should call me Mistress.”
The maid, Mary, froze. She seemed to doubt her ears.
It was different from the ‘Canna’ who always tried to win the love of others with a smile on her face.
‘What’s with her? Did she eat something weird?’
Shortly after that thought, Mary suppressed a smirk.
She’s acting like an aristocrat.
But no treats Canna as an aristocrat.
Who is Canna? She is a vain duchess who isn’t treated as a lady even by her own husband, the Duke of Valentino.
It wasn’t just him.
Canna has black eyes and black hair, a symbol of the ‘Black Fog’.
A long time ago, a black mist that suddenly appeared one day swallowed and destroyed the entire South of the kingdom.
Because of the ominous color, Canna has been criticized by people since childhood.
Even her family treated her like dirt!
“The lady of this house is Mistress Josephine. She is the only Mistress for me.”
If the maid offends her like this, she will just laugh and scratch her head. Like what she’s been doing throughout these years.
Sure enough, Canna didn’t say anything.
While looking at her, she suddenly held her hand out.
“Give it to me.”
“Huh?”
“The vase. Is there water left in it?”
Canna took the vase from Mary and checked how much water is left inside. Then,
CHWAAAK!
“You impudent bitch.”
TUK. TUK.
Water droplets fell from Mary’s face.
Even though her face was soaking wet, Mary didn’t know what just happened.
No, more like she couldn’t believe it.