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The Sickly Young Master Forced Me To Love

After failing her exams, a student is suddenly transported into the pages of a book, waking up as Ariella Marshall—the villainous stepmother who bullied the male lead during his childhood. She regains consciousness mid-act, holding a hanger over a kneeling child. This boy is none other than Xavier Gomez, the story's future male lead. To survive her new reality, Ariella must immediately halt her predecessor's cruelty and rewrite her fate.
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Chapter 2

The next day, I called back the housekeeper, maid, and other staff.

Having people to take care of things is way better than dealing with a troublesome kid.

"Austin, help me find a boarding school for Xavier. Preferably one where he only comes home on holidays."

Sending Xavier off to school would be perfect. I'd have the whole mansion to myself without worrying about him causing trouble for me.

"Yes, Mrs. Gomez." A deep, pleasant voice responded behind me. It was so smooth and almost seductive.

I turned around to see a handsome man in a tailcoat, bowing to me.

"Wait, what? How could a butler be this handsome?

Well, it's probably because this is a novel world where things work in their own strange logic."

I found his name in the original owner's memories.

"Austin?"

"Yes, Mrs. Gomez. What can I do for you?" Austin stood up straight, lowering his head as he listened to me.

"Look up," I said, staring at the man bowing before me.

"Yes." He knelt on one knee before raising his head to look at me, then quickly lowered his gaze again.

"Ugh, those eyelashes are way too long. I'm so jealous!"

Austin one eyes was pale blue, the other emerald green. His features were flawless, and that blonde hair? I was totally in love!

"Bring me the resumes of everyone working here, including yours."

I needed to know everything about the people around me.

The original owner's memories were seriously lacking.

All she ever thought about was money and seducing men to make more of it. Everything else was a blur.

Surviving here safely was going to be tough.

Austin was quick. I had just finished my bath when there was a knock on the door.

I wanted to step out right away, but then I realized I had left my clothes outside. Turns out, trying to think while bathing makes me forgetful.

"Austin, can you ask Valeria to come in for me?" My heart was racing, and my face felt like it was on fire.

There's no way I'm going to embarrass myself in front of a handsome guy!

Luckily, I was quick-witted and thought of a third option: having Austin call a woman to help. That felt much safer.

"Huh, why isn't anything happening?"

I had been soaking in the bathtub for so long, my skin was starting to wrinkle.

"Mrs. Gomez, Valeria's daughter-in-law gave birth, so she rushed home overnight," Austin called from outside.

"Then get one of the maids."

"Mrs. Gomez, besides the chef and myself, the other staff are not allowed to stay overnight in the villa. They've already returned to the staff quarters."

"Wait, what? Do they get off work this early?" I was confused. This was my first time living the life of the rich.

"Fine, then call Xavier."

"Mrs. Gomez, I can assist you. There's no need to bother Mr. Gomez."

The doorknob clicked as it turned. Austin walked in unhurriedly, wearing a perfectly polite smile, always calm and proper.

I splashed the water in frustration. The ever-gentle butler wasn't as obedient as I had expected.

"Mrs. Gomez, please forgive me for taking the initiative, but Mr. Gomez needs his rest since he's going to school tomorrow."

Austin stood at the bathroom door, his face split between light and shadow. Half of it glowed warmly under the soft light, his blonde hair seeming to radiate warmth, while the other half disappeared into the shadows, giving off a somber vibe.

"Fine, can you grab my pajamas for me?" I said slowly, "They're on my bed."

"Mrs. Gomez, please open the door."

Hiding behind the door, I stretched out my hand and felt Austin place the clothes in it.

He seemed to lightly brush my palm.

I quickly yanked my hand back.

The sensation in my palm wasn't a lie.

He was trying to seduce me.