Chapter 7: Romantic… Or Nahh?  Jade’s POV As I stared at her wide eyed, she kept avoiding my gaze as if she’s hiding something. ‘What could it be?’ I urged her to speak. I am also curious about what it was. Not even 24 hours had passed and something happened. What else could it be other than the original female …

Chapter 6: Family Jade’s POV In the morning, I prepared my things to go to school. I haven’t gotten accustomed to the maids running around and helping me with every trivial thing. For a not-so-wealthy family like us in the past, having a warm bath and three meals a day was already a blessing.  Unlike now, I have everything I …

Chapter 5: An Adonis Jade’s POV It was silent as we walked down the spiral stairs heading to the dining room. Only the sound of our footsteps could be heard in the long corridor. Some servants that we passed by would absentmindedly greet us. They were enamored by the beauty beside me.  “Our young lady is really perfect for young …

『 “I like Morris…” “No matter what I do, why wouldn’t you look at me even once?” “I should be gone. Goodbye…”』   Jade’s POV I was already lying on a soft bed when I woke up. Looking at the ceiling and the surrounding with the blinding pink, this must be my room in the mansion.  ‘Room…?’ I looked around …

Jade’s POV After the morning class, it was finally time for lunch. Kroook. Oh, I’m feeling so hungry. Studying is tiring to the body and mind. After all, studying is really not my field of expertise, both in this world and in my world.  I realized that I am in a different world, and that is why I am unfamiliar …

Jade’s POV I suddenly had long, beautiful golden blonde hair when I woke up, and a fair complexion that I could only dream of. There was a line of maids and nannies who catered to each of my needs after I woke up in the morning. Dad became an indifferent and cold father, just like my two older brothers who …

“Dad!” Jade almost stopped breathing as soon as she saw his face.  Standing in front of her was the father she knew from the day she was born. He was wearing a perfectly ironed suit with his coat hanging on his arms, wearing a pair of shiny black shoes, and his neatly combed hair.  ‘Is this really my father?’  Her …

Sitting on her bed, with crossed legs – a lady in her pajamas reading a book. More precisely, a romance book.   In this age, who doesn’t want to dream about those fantastical love stories? If it is about transporting oneself to another dimension, isn’t it cool that way? Becoming a villain in a story, isn’t it thrilling enough to …