The Goddess Made A Mistake Again

"So with my father already being dead, why are you still going to attack me?"

"Did you even thought of going for the diplomatic route or just went ahead and prepared your small army?"

"I didn't think that Earl Religias's daughter would be like this."

I say all this and look to see Samantha being all quiet as she looked down at the cup. I know exactly what she is thinking at the moment.

How did it become like this?

Why was she the one being accused all of a sudden?

Did she really do what I am saying she did?

...

Henry was right.

Indeed, Samantha was going through some questions right now.

When she thought about coming here, she thought he would beg, cry or even downright kneel down before her knees to stop her from attacking him and maybe… just maybe asked to get married quietly.

She would obviously refuse to that but she would forgive him and let this whole bad blood be forgotten.

Never in her dreams did she thought that she could actually be the villain of the story.

"I… I was impulsive I know-"

"Did you think you were the only one who didn't want this marriage?"

… What did he just say?

"Wh- What?... You… don't want to… marry me?" I asked as I looked at his face straight and saw him give a resolute nod.

"Why would I?"

"Then why did you agree to it?"

"Well… my father forced me to."

"And you listened to him?"

"Of course, I would, I'm not like you, I won't just disobey my father because he wants to adhere to his words."

"I did!." I said to him as I felt that this couldn't have gone so overboard if he had said something, "You could have stood up to him too."

"And do what? Stab him behind the back or arrange an army so that I can invade my own father's property."

Now he's just blatantly trying to insult me. I know that somethings were my fault but not to this extent it wasn't. So I tried to fight back.

"Listen here you! I'm just not going to hear you say all this-"

"Besides I already like someone else." He said and turned his head around.

"BAM!"

I didn't know what happened next. But my body just automatically went forward and struck the damn table that was putting a border between us and I screamed.

"YOU WHAT!"

He looked at me astonished as to what I had done was impossible. He probably was right, I couldn't handle his words as I should have.

"Why did do that for! You broke my fricking table, women!"

I heard his improper way of calling but I wasn't right in the head at the moment.

"WHO IS IT?"

The door to the room opened as the maid gasped but I ignored it and asked again.

"Who is the women that you like?"

He gave me a look that spoke of many things and most probably thinking I was crazy. But then turned to annoyance, "Why should I tell you?"

"You're nobody to me."

Then turning around, he gave a reassuring smile and a look that kinda disturbed me a lot, "Anna, everything's okay. You can go."

"Are you sure, master?"

"Yes, of course. This was just a setback."

There he goes giving that look. I didn't know why but it disturbed me very much. I turned and took a clear look at the maid and she was beautiful, quite a lot now that I take another look.

Closing the door, she went away as I asked him, "Is she the one?"

"Again, why would I tell you? Anyway we are getting out of track and… why the fuck did you break my table!"

He was fat and ugly and… nothing about him beside his somewhat smug face and tall stature was good, so why did I feel like this?

...

In a discussion such as this, you have only one way - attack, attack and attack.

If you try to make yourself humble and listen to the other person's words, then all you're going to get is fucked.

So I attacked.

I questioned her methods, her ideas and subtly insulted her family. Just like I guessed, she panicked and later became angry but I knew that I was winning this debate or whatever.

So a certain idea comes to my head and I said it.

But OH MY GODDESS! I didn't expect she would react like that.

A little jealous - Okay.

Somewhat angry - Alright.

But going overhead bitch - Not Cool.

She should be overjoyed by the fact that I like someone else and won't be disturbing her with this marriage bullshit.

But no... She went the crazy jealous bitch route.

I knew she was jealous from the novel, but not about this, not about me. It would always be when the protagonist would spend more time with other people. So why the hell is she being liked that.

Arthor might have forgotten to write this part.

Hearing me, she suddenly stopped all her actions and closed her eyes. Probably thinking about her actions. Then as if the anger went away and… also the protectiveness she had about herself and replaced it with… shyness?

What is going over here?

"I didn't know that you had so many thoughts about this." She looked away from the broken table in shame, "I thought that I was the one being suppressed, being used, being brokered from one place to another so that a good connection could be made."

"But I see it now, that I wasn't the only one who is trapped by their family's ambitions, that you too have a dream and that I… I am the fault at here."

"So, Henry Van Tax," She lowered her head and almost bowed, "I, Samantha Religias ask you to forgive my deplorable behavior."

Unfucking Believable

Did she just reversed my own tactics on me and made herself into the damsel in distress?

And did she really just used that heroine speech on me?