The Troublemaker Daughter of the Grand Duke Wants To Live Alone

“I’ll cancel your engagement.”

Demimores’ pretty, sleek eyebrows rose at my words.

As my fiancé and childhood friend I have known for a long time, that habit comes out when things don’t go his way. That means Demimore doesn’t like the situation right now, but I just can’t understand it.

He was obviously in love with another woman, that’s why he should happily accept my offer, but his expression……

Gulp. 

“You’re going to leave just like that?”

His voice sank as still and cold as white snow. I couldn’t figure out why he was so angry. Ha, after a deep sigh, he raised his head again and spoke with a smile that made his eyes curved.

“Mary, I’m going to be really angry.”

“…….”

Oh, I think you’re already mad.….

“Please let me breathe.”

He took a step closer to me, he buried his face on my shoulder and murmured quietly.

He rubbed his face between my shoulder and neck like a big dog acting cute, and his voice sounded sad for some reason. At the voice, I raised my left hand and stroked his back to comfort him without realizing it.

What did I do?

The breakup was definitely what you wanted!

***

“Wow, damn it.”

Standing among the children screaming for a quick fight, I was stunned for a moment.

Even after being reborn, I’m still an orphan.

The memory of my past came back thanks to the fact that I almost broke my head after I was pushed back and fell to the floor while fighting with Brian.

***

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Come to think of it, I and Ha So-hee were already born that way. My parents died in an accident less than a year after I was born. All I had left was a gold ring that my parents had prepared for my first birthday.

After the death of my grandmother, who cared for me until I was seven years old, there were no relatives who wanted to take care of me. Because I’m an unlucky kid who kills everyone around me.

“Look at the way her eyes are raised! After all, unlucky children are different.”

“She must have been cursed.”

“She looks like a hoe.”

I thought silently while crouching in the corner of the funeral hall and listening to the chatter. If my parents and grandmother are dead because I’m a curse child, I’d really like to go around their houses and crush everything.

Looking at me staring into the air without crying, my relatives whispered again, “she’s too strong to even cry.”

Would my dead grandmother be resurrected just because I cried? Then I’d cry even 5,000 times. I could cry enough to fill this funeral home with tears.

However, I remembered my maternal grandmother’s words that I shouldn’t keep crying. When you cry…. people see you as weak. I didn’t want to look weak in front of people who are raving about my cat eyes or curses now.

In the meantime, my uncle offered to take care me.

I couldn’t figure out why my uncle suddenly offered to take care of me even after seeing my aunt’s unwilling expression, but I still felt a vague sense of gratitude.

At my aunt’s house, I have a cousin who was one year younger than me. Unfortunately, I am in the same grade as my cousin since her birthday was early in the year. My cousin, who hated me so much, bullied me at home and at school. I also tried to understand, saying she doesn’t like stones that suddenly rolled over.

I just held on because I had nowhere to go. That’s how I grew up being moderately discriminated against and bullied for 10 years.

And now I am 18 years old, and while my aunt and cousin were away, my uncle tried to take off my clothes, saying that he should get the reward for raising me. I pushed my uncle as hard as I could, he hit his head on the table and fell.

Watching the gray rug turn red, I realized I couldn’t stay in this house anymore and ran away. If my uncle died, would I go to juvenile detention? Maybe it’s better.

They’re going to say I’m a cursed child again. But this time I pushed him to death. Would that still be considered a curse? 

I just cleaned up some trash. I stopped for a while to catch my breath, but like a lie, a car was coming from the opposite alley.

And bang!

This is the memory of my past life. No matter how much I’ve been cursed, I never thought I’d die.

I vaguely remember that after I died, my vision became dark, and then I was moved back to a white space that seemed woven with light.

“Oh, there’s the cat-eyed child.”

There, I heard a voice as light as a feather and as soft as silk.

A child with cat eyes is reincarnated nine times.

Oh my god.

It was terrible to have to live eight more times in this gutter life.

“Pfft.”

The voice laughed softly as if it had read my mind.

What, I didn’t mean to make you laugh.

‘Dear, your next life will be different.’

I felt like I was going to cry a little at the friendly voice that seemed to soothe me.

Tears that didn’t come out when my grandmother died.

***

You said my next life would be different…

The Brandon Orphanage where I am located, nestled in the Lorque Mountains on the border between the Larvian and Britina empire, was not a place that received much support from the state or the private sector.

Children who have been living with their peers in a scarce and poor environment, naturally filled with mischief as they grow up. Even the head of the orphanage, the only adult in the orphanage, is not very interested in us, so the children naturally learn to survive the fittest.

I learned the art of fighting on my own.

Of course, there is also a narrative that she grew up affectionately and lovingly in such a shady and dark place, adopted to a good adoption place, loved by a family, met a man who loved her so much, and lived happily ever after.

Unfortunately, the narrative is not mine.

It’s… it’s Astina’s life story in the corner over there.

How do I know all this?

I was reincarnated in “Lady in the District,” one of the rofans I used to read secretly in my previous life during school lessons!

“Fxck….”

“What’s wrong, Mary?”

Leo’s natural response to my words is correct.

Yes, of course, it’s new to me that I died like that in my previous life.

However, there is a reason why I keep repeating the word ‘Fxck’ like a person who has lost her mind all over again.

Mary, who I was reincarnated to, played the villainous daughter who bullied Astina, the heroine, and ended up being kicked out of the country!

Mary Conler.

She was originally the only princess of the Grand Duke of Conler, the leading nobleman in the Britina Empire.

But as soon as she was born by the ploy of those who envied their power, she was kidnapped and was taken to this Brandon orphanage.

Fortunately, or foolishly, the kidnapper left her real name Mary on a note when they dumped her here, and after a persistent pursuit of the Grand Duke, Mary eventually returned to the Grand Duke by the time she was nine years old.

The family that waited for her?

Her mother died shortly after suffering from remorse for losing Mary, and only her father and brothers were waiting for her in the castle.

Did they wait?

No, actually, they didn’t pay much attention to Mary.

The reason why they wandered around like that to find Mary was to restore their pride because someone dared to kidnap the daughter of the Grand Duke and damage the Conler family.

But isn’t it better to have a family than in my previous life…?

Mary, whose personality had already been tainted while living in the orphanage, went to the Grand duke and slandered him as if to be compensated for what she did not enjoy.

Everyone in the Grand duchy got tired of such tyranny, and turned a blind eye to Mary.

“On top of that.”

She found out that Astina, who she had been harassing in the orphanage, was in love with her fiancé, the second prince; she tried to hurt her, but she was eventually caught.

The Grand Duke of Conler is a thorn in the side of the imperial family and brought her to a trial immediately.

Mary was confident. Because she’s Mary Conler.

But the Conler family, who already have no affection for Mary, throws her out even though they have enough power to help her.

The end of the novel is that Mary is eventually driven out to Nicor, the coldest place in the north.

I mean, this is my scheduled end.

I’m about seven years old now, so I have about two years left to go to the Grand Duke’s family.

Perhaps I can’t avoid the flow of going to the Grand Duke of Conler, getting engaged to the Second Prince, and the prince falling in love with Astina. And it’s only natural that I, as his fiancé, will be a hindrance in a series of processes. Even if I don’t kill Astina, he’d be desperate to send me to Nicor.

Now, what am I going to do…….

I think it is right for me to move aside for their own noble and beautiful love. Isn’t it cooler and nicer of me to bless their love and move aside than to be treated as a distraction? In fact, if I don’t get out of the way, I think the second prince will kill me somehow.

All right, let’s go.

Let’s go to the Grand duchy first. And make some money.  Then, instead of being deported, I’ll go abroad fairly and do business and lead a happy life as a golden lady.

Among the songs that were popular in my past life, there was also a lyric like this.

“Shining Solo.”

Well, I’m used to being alone.

 

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