Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Chapter 424: : Wife?



"If you need furniture, I can help you with that. However, I have something I want to talk to you first. Do you have some time?"

Before I could even decide what I should do, my head already nods on its own. And I almost scold myself because of that.

How can I lose my control every time I would see this Prince?

Look at what happened just now. I was still contemplating what to do but my head already sells me out.

So, I have no choice but to follow him to his office. His office is on the opposite of my opposite which is a good thing because I won't be able to see him everyday.

I look around his office and nods my head. Everything looks fine. The floor is even covered with a high quality carpet that would definitely cost a thousands of centimes.

Prince Fraser sits on his chair and stares at me. He didn't even bother to offer me a seat so I have no other choice but to just stand here.

What does this Prince wants from me? Did he ask me to come here just to stand in his office? Isn't it custom for someone to offer the visitor a seat?

I heaves a sigh. I still have other things to do today and I don't have a whole day to wait for him.

"Your highness, may I know why you want to have a conversation with me? Are we going to talk about where I could get the furniture?"

Prince Fraser stares intently at me. While I just stares back at him confusedly. I don't understand why would he look at me like that. As if I am sort of a specimen he is observing.

What did I do this time?

Prince Fraser stares at me for a couple of seconds before I heard him sigh. "Is he the reason why?"

He? Who is he referring to and what reason is he talking about?

"Your highnesses, I don't understand what do you want to say. What do you mean by your words?"

His eyes becomes sharp after hearing what I said. "Is Leander the reason why you rejected my suggestion to marry you off to Prince Rufus? Do you like him?"

I look at Prince Fraser with utter disbelief. I don't understand why would he care if I like Leander or not.

What does it have to do with him? Did he forget that he is not my fiancé anymore so I don't need to explain myself to him.

"Your highness, do you ask me to come with you just to ask me this question? Because if that is the case, then I am sorry, I would not answer your question."

Prince Fraser glares at me. "And why can't you?"

Is he seriously asking me that question? Did he have an amnesia and forgot that I am no longer his fianceé? So, whatever I do or whoever I like doesn't concern him anymore.

I heave a sigh. "Your highness, let me remind you that the question you are asking me is something personal and I have the right to answer it or not."

His stare sharpen and I can also see him clenching his jaw. A sign that he is already enraged with my answer. "Let me remind you too that I am the Crown Prince of this Kingdom and I have a right to ask you questions that-"

"That only concern the Vrawyth Kingdom. What does my feelings for Leander have to do with the Vrawyth Kingdom?"

He frowns. "So, you really have feelings for him? Now, I understand why you rejected the idea of marrying Princ-"

I grits my teeth. I have enough of him. "Your highness," I even put emphasis to the words 'your highness' to make him see that I am already pissed right now. "I rejected your suggestion because I respect Prince Rufus. I am well aware that he loves someone else, so why would I let him suffer with me? And why would you let him suffer like that?"

I originally plan to make my conversation with him short. However, I couldn't help but refute with his remarks. How can he still pursue his plan to get rid of Prince Rufus so he can have Princess Paislee all by himself?

"Also, why does it matter for you if I have feelings for someone else. As far as I know, we are not related with each other anymore. So, I will see who I want to see."

Prince Fraser frowns. "Dame Csille, aren't you too familiar with my cousin? You even know that he already likes someone. Aren't you afraid that it will have an effect to your future marriage? Also, I am only asking that question because Leander and you will be both working in the department. And as the head leader, it is only right for me to know what is happening between the two of you. I need to make sure that whatever you have to do with each other will not get to the way of your work. So, I hope you wouldn't misunderstand things here, Dame Csille."

I just glares at him. Have he forgotten that the reason why I am having trouble with my potential husband is because of him? If he only didn't reject me in front of everyone else, it would have affect my marriage.

Also, what does he mean by his tone? Does he thinks that I am assuming that he is jealous? As if that would happen.

I give him a sarcastic smile before I answer him. Who cares about his position? Right now I just want to hurt him but too bad I couldn't do that or else it will be an assault.

"Your highness, you don't have to worry about my future marriage. I will take care of it. I think you should worry more about yours. You will soon be crown as the King of the Vrawyth Kingdom. It means you need to find a new fianceé now."

I give him a taunting smile. Does he really things he is the only one who knows how to push someone's buttons?

How does it feels to use your own words against you? You are worried that my marriage wilk be affected? But aren't you worried about yours? You still think that you are in love with a guy yet here you are suggesting me to think about my future?

I can see that Prince Fraser looks like he is about to snap at me so before he could do that, I already plan my escape. I am still in the right mind to know what will be good for me.

"Your highness, if you don't have anything to say I will be going then. I still have other things to do today. So please excuse me."

I was about to get out of his office but he suddenly get up and grabs my arm. "Where are you going? We still haven't finished talking."

I made a face when I heard what he said. But I remain facing the door.

I don't want to look at him because I know I will be doomed if I does. So I would rather have

a stiff neck than to stare at him.

Curse you, Prince Fraser. What do you want from me? I just taunt you a like yet here you are wouldn't let go of me?

"You do know that it is rude to turn your back to someone you are talking, tight? Or do you want me to remind you of that, Dame Csille?"

I heaves a sigh before I slowly turn my head at him. Now, I am regretting fighting back at

him. I should have control my mouth. Look where it brings me?

I give Prince Fraser a small smile. "Your highness? May I know what you want to talk

about?"

Prince Fraser raise his eyebrow at me. "I thought you are planning to buy furniture for your office? Or did you forget about that already?"

The furniture? But I thought he would talk about something else? I thought he would

punish me for saying those words.

"Dame Csille, do you want to come buy furniture for your office or not?"

I was to engrossed with ny thoughts that I forgot to answer his question. I look at him.

Is he really serious? He really wants to help me buy furniture? I thought he only said that earlies so he could talk to me.

"I still want to come. So, can you please tell me where I could find a store for the furniture in

my office?"

Prince Fraser starts to walk towards the door. "Follow me, if you want my help."

I was about to follow him behind but he suddenly look back at me and frown. "Take the coat

on my table and wear it. Make sure people won't be able to see your hair. As for your eyes try to bow down if you are walking. So no one could see it." He said before he get out of his office.

I just stare at the closed door and frown. Is that really Prince Fraser? Why does he seems nice to Csille today? Is it because her majesty will be visiting today that is why he is trying to be

nice to me?

The two of us immediately set off to the store he is talking about. However, instead of a store, we stop in front of an old house. This house is near the department's building so it only took a few minutes coming here.

Prince Fraser gets off the carriage and head straight to the house. I just stare at his back and

shake my head.

What do I expect from him? Help to get off from the carriage?

I smile bitterly at myself. How can I even thought about it? He doesn't care about me so why

would he bother helping me?

I immediately get off the carriage and follow him behind. I better follow him or else he might change his mind and not help me.

I badly need nea furniture in my office especially her majesty will visit us later. I need to make sure I am welk prepared for that.

Prince Fraser knocks on the door while I scan the surroundings. The house looks old and

there are a lot of mess around.

Based on the house, I can already deduce that the owner of the house is someone who knows how to build things. Either a house or a furniture.

Is it the reason why Prince Fraser brought me here?

A moment after, the door open and an old man with wrinkled face appeared behind the door.

His eyes widen in gler when he realized that it was Prince Fraser standing in front of him. He then bows his head. "Your highness! May I know what brings you here?" He then turn his head at me. "And you are here with your wife," he then bows his head at me. "Greetings, Dame

Csille."

The moment I heard the word 'wife' I immediately turn my head at Prince Fraser. Expecting he would correct the old man but he didn't do anything. He just smile at the old man. "Mister Fradel, my wife and I are here to see all the furniture you have here. We want to buy

new furniture for my wife's new office." Prince Fraser then looks back at me with a swet smile. He even grab my waist and hold it.

I just stare at Prince Fraser. Confused with what is currently happening.

Aren't we were arguing earlier? How come he becomes so sweet all of a sudden? What is this

Prince doing?

I was still thinking things over when I suddenly heard someone laughs. I look at Mister Fradel and found him staring at Prince Fraser and I.

"My wife and me, used to be like the two of you when we were still young," he smile again and shake his head. "If you want to see my furniture then comee inside."

He then open the door and let us in. He guides us to the place where he keep his furniture.

There are beautiful furniture around us but my mind is still thinking about what is

happening.

Am I dreaming? Is this a dream?