Chapter 1 – Part 2

Olivia recalled Gael Abyss from the original story. What kind of personality did he have? Initially pretending to be decadent, he turned out to be a pathetic, two-timing jerk. He was also high-handed and had to have everything he wanted.

“Why doesn’t he come here himself?”

“Why don’t you read the letter?”

The maid barely contained her laughter as she replied. Olivia decided to read the letter first and then deal with the maid.

[I’ve heard from the butler. They said you’ve returned. I… I thought you were dead. No, actually, I refused to believe it. I had sworn that I wouldn’t believe it unless I saw your body with my own eyes.

But even though you’ve returned alive, why didn’t you come see me? I can’t leave the manor right now. Ronae is nearing the end of her pregnancy and her health isn’t good. Regardless, she’s still my fiancée, so I can’t leave her.

But… still, I have to see you. If you still trust my feelings for you, come to see me immediately. Otherwise, I’ll think you doubt my feelings.]

The letter ended there. Olivia was so dumbfounded that she couldn’t say anything. The maid, watching Olivia impassively, spoke up.

“The leader of the Abyss Knight Order is waiting in front of the main building. What should we do?”

She was asking if Olivia could even go out in her current state.

“What kind of person is this?”

“Excuse me?”

The maid’s composure broke at Olivia’s cold murmur.

“If he was so worried about me, he should have run barefoot to check if I was okay. But he’s just telling someone who just came back from the dead to come to him.”

The maid was at a loss for words. When Olivia crumpled the letter and threw it on the floor, the maid’s face turned even paler.

She was cooling down her anger in her own way. How dare that man order around the woman he once loved, telling her to come or not? And if she didn’t come, he’d think she didn’t trust him?

This is gaslighting.

“Ella, I’m angry for two reasons: first, because I clung to such a ridiculous man, and second, because my maid opened a letter without my permission.”

Olivia smiled slyly at the maid. The maid, Ella, blinks in a daze.

“You said he’s waiting in front of the main building, right? Hey, you.”

“Yes?”

The servant watching the situation answered with a blank face. It was laughable how different Olivia seemed from before.

“Open the door. He said he came to get me.”

“Marchioness, not in that attire!”

“You be quiet. Open the door.”

The servant exchanged a glance with Ella and then, along with another servant, opened the heavy door. A man pacing on the marble steps came into view.

“You came to get me?”

“Marchioness Charbert.”

The knight commander approached with an inexplicably angry look, glancing her up and down as if amazed she were alive.

“This is ridiculous.”

“What did you say?”

“Oh, nothing. So why did you come?”

Olivia crossed her arms, looking annoyed, and the knight commander’s eyebrow twitched. He cleared his throat.

“You must have seen the letter. Our lord instructed me to bring you to the mansion immediately.”

“He heard I’m alive, so why does he want me to come?”

“…What are you talking about?”

The knight commander looked as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Olivia had seen that expression fifty times since she opened her eyes in this world.

“I mean, people see me as an invalid anyway, so why should I go to the count’s mansion?”

“Ha, you were so eager to please the Lord, driving all of us crazy, and now you’re acting like this all of a sudden? Are you in poor condition?”

The knight commander seemed to think she was being proud. Olivia walked over with a sweet smile.

“Did anyone say that just because I’m supposedly longing for the Count Abyss, his fools can be disrespectful to me as well?”

“……?”The knight commander flinched and stepped back. He felt unprecedented pressure from the smaller woman. Was this really Olivia Charbert?

“Tell your lord clearly. I’m generally in good condition but have lost some memories. So, my affection for him is very faint, and I don’t want to see him.”

Olivia didn’t have much attachment to her former self. But since this body was now hers, she had to make things clear.

‘So tell that regretful male lead properly, you fool.’

“However, I should settle our relationship, so I will go when I feel like it. Convey that. Did you get it?”

Olivia tapped her ear with her index finger. The knight commander’s mouth fell open.

“And one more thing, if you act insolently to a Marchioness who guards the empire’s borders without proper respect, I’ll…”

Olivia brought her lips close to the knight commander’s ear.

“I’ll have your head chopped off for violating imperial law.”

Olivia hadn’t been idle since coming to this world. High titles like Duke or Marchioness were not given to just anyone, and even a knight commander was only a baronet at best. In short, rank is power.

The knight commander trembled with humiliation and stepped back. He couldn’t reprimand her rudeness as she was a Marchioness and a border guardian.

Leaving the stunned knight commander behind, Olivia snapped her fingers. The servants, sensing her mood, slammed the main door shut.

Back inside, everyone, maid and servant alike, looked as if they’d seen a ghost. Hmm, this makes fifty-one times seeing those expressions.

“Ella.”

Olivia yawned and glanced at Ella.

“Bring me a report with all the information from the incident, the list of vassals, my personal relationships – no, just compile everything about me.”

“What? Suddenly?”

“It’s not sudden. ‘I have returned from death’, after all.”

Olivia gently patted Ella’s shoulder. Ella’s eyes trembled.

“Oh, and also bring me a list of all the employees working in this household. We need to do some restructuring.”

Ella’s face turned pale. It seemed that the term “restructuring” had the same ominous connotation here.

“Oh, and if Count Gael Abyss sends someone again…”

Olivia put on a playful expression.

“Tell him to stop being so clingy.”

She wasn’t going to entertain a regretful ex.