My Fiancé Woke Up Obsessed With My Best Friend

Chapter 9

I told myself it was a small contribution to the friendship between America and France.

From that day on, Charles was glued to me. Whenever I tried to pull away or get upset, he'd look at me with those wounded eyes, arms wide, helpless.

"Danna, I really see you as a true friend. You can't just leave me to suffer like this."

In the end, I had no choice but to move into his castle. Every night, I waited until he fell asleep before quietly slipping away. Gradually, I realized Charles wasn't the terrifying man people made him out to be. On the contrary—he was kind and patient, even with the staff. He treated me like any other friend, and we laughed and talked like normal people.

I thought that once he overcame his demons, I could slip away quietly from his life. But that was before I got a voice recording from Vanessa. After hearing it, I broke down, sobbing as if my heart had been torn apart.

Charles held me through the night, whispering softly, "Danna, you're the kindest woman I've ever known. The best woman in my heart."

From that moment on, our roles shifted. He was the one comforting me. He took me horseback riding, guided me through the romantic forests of France, and did everything he could to ease the pain in my heart.

Then, one day, Charles knelt before me, slipping a deep green emerald ring onto my finger. I didn't say no.

It wasn't just because he was a prince, but because he'd been nothing but gentle and thoughtful. I truly believed he'd make a good husband.

I stroked his hair gently and whispered, "Charles, don't blame yourself. This wasn't your fault—they were after me."

Before the wedding, Charles warned me of the risks—being his wife meant living with constant threats, maybe even assassination. So, we kept the ceremony small and private. In public, Charles insisted I stay out of the spotlight. For my safety and my family's, I didn't tell a soul.

If it hadn't been for this business trip regarding a renewable energy deal—and my desire to visit home—perhaps no one would've ever known I had become a princess.

When my parents rushed to the hospital, they were furious. They cursed Lorenzo, calling him a monster for almost taking their precious grandson's life. They showered Aaron with kisses, holding him close like the treasure he was. Thankfully, Arthur wasn't seriously injured—no brain damage, just some external wounds. The doctors said he should be stable enough to move to a regular ward soon.

Lorenzo, though nearly beaten to death, somehow managed to prop himself up with a cane and demanded to see me.

I didn't want to, but Charles insisted. He said I deserved the chance to face him, to see him humbled.

He helped me sit up in bed, then ordered the guards to let Lorenzo in.

Lorenzo looked like a ghost. The moment he saw me, he dropped to his knees with a thud.

"Danna, I remember everything now. You were the one I truly loved. I... I had a memory disorder."

"Please give me another chance to make things right."

"I was sick—I didn't know why I developed a second personality. But now, it's all clear. We were the real couple."

"Danna, I don't expect you to be my wife again. Just let me atone. Let me serve you like a loyal brother. I'll devote my life to making it up to you—please?"

I couldn't help but laugh, coldly. I never knew Lorenzo could be this shameless.

Calling me his sister now? What—did he think the Prince of France would call him "brother" too?

Pathetic.

Charles's expression darkened. Without hesitation, he kicked Lorenzo hard, sending him sprawling.

"Filth. You think you're worthy of being my princess's brother? You? Pathetic!"

Lorenzo scrambled to his knees, now begging Charles.

"Your Highness, I swear—I'm not trying to take advantage. I truly regret everything."

"If it's not acceptable, then let Danna treat me like a nephew instead. I'll honor and serve you both like family for the rest of my life."

His delusional rambling almost made me choke.

The audacity—to lower his status just to redeem himself. Willing to be my nephew?

Too bad.

There's no place in the Vaugnn family for a disgrace like him.