Why Did I Become the Villainess?-Chapter 324 - Collision

I look at the palace and sigh. I am currently on my way back to the Foundation, but my mind couldn't help but think about the conversation I had with the King.

Cancel my engagement with Prince Fraser? I would love that. Csille doesn't deserve a guy like Prince Fraser. But then again, I cannot decide on my own. Even if I want to cancel it, I know I can't do that. I have already learned my mistake before, and I don't want to repeat it.

A lot of people will already lose their lives because of me. I don't want to add that list.

The carriage suddenly shakes tremendously. It's as if something bumps into it. I immediately find something to hold on to, afraid that I'll hurt myself if I don't hold on to anything.

I anxiously look in front. "What happened?"

The coachman looks back and shakes his head. "Apologies, Dame Csille, but a carriage collided with our carriage. I'll go check first what happened and talk to them."

The coachman gets off the carriage to talk to the people in the other carriage. I immediately follow behind. I want to know what happened and who the people in the other carriage.

Two guards get down the carriage. They look wounded because one of the guards has a bleeding forehead while the other one is holding his arm. It is probably broken due to the collision.

"What happened? You almost topple down our carriage. Do you know who is the person inside the carriage? What if you hurt Dame Csille? Can you explain it not just to the Count and Countess but also to his highness, Prince Fraser?" Our coachman asks the guards.

The guards look helplessly at the coachman. They look like they don't know what to do or to say.

I heave a sigh and stop the coachman from further scolding the guards. Talking to someone while angry will definitely not result in something good. Also, I don't want to make a biggie about it. After all, I am carrying the whole Lauretré Family with me. If people know how our coachman scolds someone, that will definitely taint our reputation.

I shake my head at the coachman. He then immediately shut his mouth. He already knows what I mean with that simple shake of my head. Then I look at the two guards who are now anxiously looking at me. They were probably scared that I'll get mad at them.

I heave a sigh. "Apologies for the behavior of my coachman. He was just worried about my safety." I then look at the wounds on the bodies of two guards. "Are the both of you okay? Do you want me to bring you to the hospital?"

The two guards look at each other. They look so confused right now. They probably didn't expect I wouldn't scold them. They remain looking at each other for a couple of seconds before the one guards bows his head at me. "Dame Csille, please forgive us for colliding with your carriage. Our Master just needs immediate medical aid. That's why we ask our coachman to maneuver the carriage as fast as he can. Don't worry about us. We can handle ourselves. However, can you please help our Master? If we continue to delay it, we might lose him."

My eyes widened when I realized something. It's… I look at their carriage and sigh. The collision wrecks their carriage. I don't think they can still use it. So, I made a decision. "Get your Master inside our carriage, and we will bring the three of you to the Holycross Hospit—"

The two guards immediately shook their heads when they heard I mentioned Holycross Hospital, which made me frown. The nearest hospital from here is the Holycross Hospital, and they said their Master needs immediate medical aid. So, how come they don't want to bring their master to the Holycross Hospital?

"Dame Csille, apologies, but can you bring our master to a different hospital? He doesn't like to go to Holycross Hospital. Any hospital would do, except Holycross Hospital. I hope you can understand this, Dame Csille."

I frown. "But you said your master needs immediate help? Can't he set aside what matters he had with Holycross Hospital? This is a matter of life. The nearest hospital here is the Holycross Hospital. Aside from that, it will take ten minutes to go to the other nearest hospital. Are you sure he can survive with that duration?"

I don't understand why would their master don't like to be admitted to the Holycross Hospital. It's one of the prominent hospitals in the capital, and most noble people like go there because Doctor Pascal, who is a Lauretré, is working there. It doesn't make sense at all.

The two guards look at each other for a couple of seconds before they both shake their heads. "Apologies, Dame Csille, but our Master doesn't really want to be admitted to the Holycross Hospital. So, I hope you can understand."

I heave a sigh and nod my head. I couldn't force them to go to the Holycross Hospital, and I couldn't let them alone, so I had no choice but to bring them to the nearest Hospital aside from the Holycross Hospital.

"I understand." I look at our coachman and nod my head at him. "Can you please help them move their master to our carriage?"

The coachman looks at me hesitantly. "Dame Csille? Are you sure you want to let three men who you don't even know inside the carriage? Isn't that inappropriate? What would pe—"

I glare my eyes at him. I know he is only concerned about me, but this matter is related to life. How can I just let them be, knowing that their master is in need of help? I'm sure Brother Pascal wouldn't appreciate it if he heard that I didn't do anything to save their master.

"I won't repeat myself. Can you help them transfer their master inside our carriage?"

The coachman heaves a sigh and helps the two guards move their master inside the carriage. Although I can still see the hesitation and the suspicion in his eyes. I understand why he acts that way, though. If something happened to me, my parents and Brother Pascal would definitely blame him for what happened.

All of us immediately set off to the nearest hospital aside from Holycross hospital. It only takes more or less than ten minutes to arrive at the Crest Hospital. It's not as famous as Holycross Hospital, but it's known as one of the hospitals that only caters to the nobles or wealthy families.

The nurses immediately lead their master inside while the coachman and I wait for them at the entrance. One of the two guards stays with their master while the other one is staying with us.

"Dame Csille, shouldn't we return to the Foundation? I thought you still had a lot of work to do today?"

I look at the coachman and shake my head. Not yet. I need to make sure that the man is okay. My conscience wouldn't be at peace if I left without knowing the condition of their master.

"That can wait. I need to ensure first that he is okay before we can leave. I was the one who brought him here, so I need to make sure that he'll survive."

The coachman didn't say anything, but I could see the hesitation in his eyes. He then keeps looking at the guard, who is now bowing his head at me.

"Dame Csille, thank you for bringing us to the Crest Hospital. We don't know what will happen if you didn't help us." The guard then looks at our carriage. "And about your carriage, once our Master wakes up, we will personally see you to repay your kindness and pay the damages to your carriage." He then gets something from his lapel. It's a token.

A token from the Saintillevé Family?

I feel the coachman tense up when he sees the token. I ignore his reaction and take the token from the guard. "I only did what I think I should do and about the damages to our carriage. You shouldn't worry about that. What matters the most is your master will be safe."

The guard sigh and look in the direction where the nurses take their master. We waited for probably half an hour before a nurse came rushing to us. "Are you the company of Mister Saintillevé?"

The guard nods his head. I didn't do anything and just waited for the nurse's response. "Mister Saintillevé is out of danger now. However, he needs to stay in the hospital for days so we can monitor his condition."

I sighed in relief when I heard what the nurse said. Although I already expected what's the outcome would be.

The Doctor continues to explain the condition of their master for a few seconds before the Doctors leave. The guard looks back at me and bows his head again.

"Dame Csille, thank you for saving my Master. If not for you, we might have lost our Master."

I shake my head and smile warmly at him. "I'm glad he is already okay. I hope he recovers well. However, I need to go now. I still have other things to do in the Foundation."

Now is the time for me to return. I still have a pile of documents I need to work on today.

The guard bows his head politely at me. "Dame Csille, I don't know how we can express our gratitude to you. Once our Master recovers, you can be assured that we will visit you again to say our thank you."

After a few thank you from the guard, the coachman and I set off to the Foundation. The carriage hasn't gotten far from the Crest Hospital when the coachman suddenly speaks.

"Dame Csille, are you sure it's okay for you to associate yourself with the Saintillevé Family? You know who is that family is. If the Count and the Countess know about this, I'm sure they will remind you not to talk to them."

I sigh. I understand his worries. The Saintillevé have always been against the Astalieu Family. However, they cannot do anything against the royal family because they know they will be in trouble if they do.

The royal family also cannot do anything to the Saintillevé Family because aside from they are one of the prominent noble families in the Vrawyth Kingdom, they also have royal blood of the ancient royalties of the Vrawyth Kingdom. If the royal family does any harm towards the Saintillevé Family, the Vrawyth people will definitely not like it. After all, they still respect the Saintillevé Family.

It's the reason why the Saintillevé has always been against the Astalieu Family because they think they are the one who is supposed to rule the Vrawyth Kingdom instead of the Astalieus.

Father and Mother always reminded me ever since I was young to not talk to anyone from the Saintillevé Family because they mean no good.

I look at the coachman and smile reassuringly at him. "Can you not inform anyone about this? Even to Mother and Father. They will only get worried if they know this. Don't worry. I will not talk to them after this. So, you can be assured."

The coachman didn't say anything for a couple of seconds. He's probably still assessing the situation. I then heard him sigh after. "I understood, Dame Csille. However, if I ever see anyone from the Saintillevé Family get close to you. I wouldn't hesitate to tell it to the Count and the Countess. So, I hope you can keep your words."

I heave a sigh. I am relieved that the coachman agreed to my favor. I don't want to make the matter worst. After all, it's just a coincidence that I met someone from the Saintillevé Family.. So, there's really nothing to get worried about.

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