This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 246
The thin woman snapped at me, her face full of irritation.
“……”
For a moment, I couldn’t respond.
I mean, you were standing right at the entrance of the alley—of course we bumped into each other.
Doesn’t she know you’re not supposed to stand at corners?
It’s like waiting for people to get off an elevator before stepping in—it’s just common sense!
In the thin woman’s fingers, I noticed a cigarette.
So she came into the alley to smoke.
Well, that’s none of my business.
But…
Huh? Canella’s smoking too.
A cigarette was loosely hanging between Canella’s fingers.
Smoking is a personal preference, sure, but it’s not a great habit for someone who works with children.
It’s fine if she smokes when kids aren’t around, but…
Didn’t her résumé say she was a non-smoker?
What do I even say about this? I can’t exactly pick a fight.
Since I remained silent, the thin woman suddenly raised her voice.
“Apologize!”
“Hey you—”
“It’s fine.”
Han Ji-hyuk was about to step in from behind me, but I stopped him.
Ugh.
No need to blow this out of proportion. We weren’t here to pick a fight.
“I didn’t see you standing at the corner. I apologize.”
“What? Seriously.”
The woman scoffed.
Huh? Did I say something wrong?
Seeing her sour expression, I realized she might’ve taken my words the wrong way.
I was merely explaining why I had bumped into her…
“Ohh, so now it’s my fault? You’re just tossing out an apology like it’s some kind of charity?”
Charity?
How did she even twist it into that…?
I was genuinely taken aback.
I hadn’t used any of the usual roundabout noble speech meant to insult people—I was just trying to explain.
Though, to be fair, she might’ve been annoyed since Han Ji-hyuk was about to snap at her.
I had genuinely apologized, but this was starting to get frustrating.
Behind me, Han Ji-hyuk let out a couple of suppressed laughs, “Hah. Hah.”
Since I had already held him back once, he didn’t say anything more—but his disbelief was clear.
Canella, standing next to the thin woman, grabbed her arm and tried to calm her down.
“Enough. Look at her clothes—she’s a noble.”
“Noble, my a*s. Look at that guy’s vest.”
She was talking about Han Ji-hyuk’s vest.
But it’s a nice one, though… The fabric is high-quality.
Vests with pockets aren’t something nobles wear.
Since nobles always have servants accompanying them, they don’t need to carry anything themselves.
On the other hand, servants need to carry plenty of things, so their clothing must have pockets. Things like their master’s handkerchief, essential medicine, a fan, keys—there’s so much to carry.
Just like how I used to carry a small handbag as a child, servants wear clothing with many pockets. And since Han Ji-hyuk wasn’t a noble, he naturally wore a vest with pockets.
Some nobles even refer to their servants as ‘big pockets’. They don’t even see them as people.
Ah. She thinks I’m not a noble lady because Han Ji-hyuk speaks informally to me. She was quick to assess the situation.
Well, I suppose that’s a useful skill among servants.
Hmm. But still…
At that moment—
Click. Fsssshh.
Canella lit her cigarette and exhaled a long stream of smoke.
“Hoo—”
Is this woman seriously smoking in front of kids…? No, it’s like she’s deliberately blowing the smoke in our direction.
After taking a deep drag, Canella tapped the ash off her cigarette onto the ground and spoke.
“Kids, just apologize properly and leave. I’m already in a bad mood.”
The thin woman turned to her in confusion.
“Why are you in a bad mood?”
“That Karen girl. She has no sense of her place, thinking she can work as a nanny for a noble family. Honestly, just because someone looks a bit decent, suddenly anyone thinks they’re qualified… It’s laughable.”
Wow. That was a shock.
“And that Joelle girl too—ha! She thinks she has a chance with that man? A big textile shop owner? Don’t make me laugh.”
“Didn’t you tell her just now to go for it?”
“Pfft. And she actually believed it? Girls like her, who don’t know their place, need to get rejected hard so they stop having delusions.”
Every word dripped with scorn and mockery.
