novelI'm not Olivia anymore (2)
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Born two years later than Olivia, Francis had a lovely look for the age of seventeen, but her character was mean like a rat, eating away at Olivia's heart for a long time.
It was none other than Francis who mocked her as an illegitimate child and contributed more than anybody else to isolating Olivia from the earl's family. But Francis had never made Olivia angry like now before. Olivia quickly grabbed the watering can and threw the water at them to express anger and hatred.
Splash!
When they got doused with water, they parted.
As soon as Francis removed her mouth from Dylan's, she screamed sharply. Standing next to him, he stiffened in astonishment, making no sound. His white dress shirt was soaked in the muddy water, which seemed to show their current relationship. The sight of it satisfied her desire to destroy him. But she could never be satisfied with that.
Looking at his ugliness, Olivia stared at him intensely.
She shouted at them, who were drenched in water, with a cold voice, "How dare you toy with me?" He hurriedly pushed Francis out of his arms as if he came to his senses. His wet blue hair stuck to his white face, but he didn't even think about moving it.
"Olivia, you have misunderstood me. Let me explain everything."
"Misunderstanding? How dare you are saying that? I can understand that crazy bitch Francis, but how can you insult me like this? Misunderstanding?"
"How uncultured you are! Don't you know your mean words disgrace our family? What the heck are you saying to him, the precious son of the marquis?"
Francis sneered at Olivia as if she was intent to upset her. Looking at her with a distorted look, who made matters worse, he moved one step closer to Olivia and said, "Please calm down! I know what you are thinking now, but I swear this wasn't what I intended. Francis and I are not in an intimate relationship, though you might imagine it!"
Francis grabbed Dylan's hand reaching for Olivia and said angrily, "Dylan! How can you say that? Don't lie because that woman's talking flippantly! Are you going to hurt my feelings?"
At that moment, she feigned a smile while watching them with an angry look.
"What the heck! ... It seems like you are a couple hitting it off well. Let me recognize that more than anything else because I agree with the countess. People should meet partners befitting their social status from the beginning... I think you guys are a very good match."
After she shouted at them coldly, Olivia turned around without any regret, leaving them behind. She didn't want to see their faces again. But He grabbed Olivia's arm after fiercely pulling away from Francis' hold.
"Olivia, please!"
Slap!
Olivia whirled out of his grip and slapped him in the face. His head snapped aside and he shook from the force of her slap.
Olivia, now with bloodshot eyes, shouted at him, "How dare you touched me with your dirty hands?"
Her angry eyes naturally moved from his face to his throat then to the sword he was wearing.. Olivia felt the strong urge to pull the sword and cut his head off. She had trusted him, so her shock at his betrayal was so painful.
"Don't show up before me again. I once vowed that I would dedicate my life to you, dreaming of the day we would be together. It took six days for me to realize how silly it was... I'm so upset right now that if I see you again, I might behead you, so don't appear before me again."
Olivia turned quickly and left the back garden filled with dahlia flowers in full bloom. Although she heard Francis cursing at her angrily, Olivia simply ignored it.
"That vicious bitch! Oh, Dylan! Are you okay? See, I warned you early on that she was a vicious girl. Let me see. Oh my god! Your face is swollen!"
After she left the garden, Olivia kept running like a crazy person. She ran past the vast field where she used to ride her horse every day and past the countess without stopping until she reached the familiar road leading to the forest of the night.
Normally she would stop by the stable and mount a horse, but she had no time to do it, so she just had to run on her feet. She wanted to run away from the countess who stressed her out and her house where Dylan and Francis were.
It was her desperate action, which was almost instinctive. It was also her desperate will to live just like a child desperately trying to swim for life after the child drowned in water. Her precious blue dress was torn as she ran, but she didn't care. She just ran and ran to find a place where she could feel relaxed.
As she ran into the deep forest, there were lots of branches and obstacles blocking her vision.
It was obvious that she took the wrong road, but she couldn't afford to worry about it.
She hit her head against something, and a sticky web covered her face, but she didn't stop.
How long did she run?
When her fine shoes made of soft calfskin were torn, she took it off and stopped running. She felt like her heart was bursting out and she could barely breathe. She flopped down, gasping for breath.
Gasp!
"Boohoo... You guys are no better than scum! How can you say you're humans when you're so mean to me like that? Boohoo..."
She exhaled and inhaled painfully, which soon turned into a moaning cry. She had a good cry in the forest. Her golden hair, which she was so proud of, was disheveled, and the dress that suited her very well was torn. She fell on the fallen leaves, rotting on the forest floor.
Betrayed by the man she trusted so much, she cried furiously, moving her feet up and down like a child throwing a tantrum.
Dirty water splashed in all directions when she angrily hit a pile of wet fallen leaves with her bare hands while she was crying.
It was the first time she cried so sadly because there was no one to comfort her even if she cried, nor could she show her tears before others out of her pride.
She didn't cry like this when she stood before the shabby coffin of her mother, when she was kicked from the dinner table, or when she couldn't dream of her social debut at the countess's threat.
She heard a distant scream and stopped crying for a moment.
Thinking she might have heard wrong, she resumed crying, but she stopped crying at the sound of screaming as it became clearer. It was coming from behind her.
Surprised, she turned head and looked over the path in the dark forest, but there were only sporadic lights among the trees here and there in the deep forest where nobody lived.
The moment she turned her head back and cried, she heard the scream again. She got goosebumps at the moment
She immediately turned her head, but no one was there. Was she too deep into the forest?
She now started getting scared.
"Hey, boohoo... Miss! Right here! Please help me! Boohoo."
This time it was a girl's clear voice. She heard it clearly. Olivia raised her head quickly and looked up at the place where the girl screamed, but when she looked around, she could see only tree.
"Gosh! Boohoo... Miss, please don't shake your head like that. I'm dizzy. Boohoo."
"Who the hell are you?! Don't hide like a coward. Show up right now!"
She shouted loudly, pretending to be brave. Although she was so scared in heart, she couldn't show her weakness. The best she could do at the moment was to shout like a crazy woman, given her dishevelled hair and torn dress. She couldn't be worse than now anyway.
Olivia screamed again while trying to pull herself together, "Answer me! Just show me where you are!"
"Miss, right here in the back. Right behind your hair! Oh! Please take me out quickly!"
Olivia's face turned white because she felt something small dangling from the back of her head.
At that moment, disgusting creatures such as rats, bats, sparrows, and cockroaches quickly flashed her mind. She clenched her fists as if cheering herself up, and gripped her trembling hands.
'No, Olivia. Keep up your spirits! It's not what you think. Anyway, they can't talk to me!'
After hesitating briefly, she put her trembling hand on the back of her head and felt something sticky in her tangled hair. Her hand trembled again, but she could not stop there. Closing her eyes and reaching out a little further, she felt something small at her fingertips.
"Pretty lady, it's me who you just touched. Boohoo... Please save me quickly."
She stiffened momentarily, aghast, but the wobbly creature constantly whispered for help.
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