Chapitre 145: 145

HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS

(TRAFFIC TURBULENCE)

"Tears..." She mumbles.

"Vendia?" Sir Aloit went inside, concerned because he didn't receive a reply.

'Oh, no.' Yerre turned her back to him in haste as she wipes away all the trace of tears in her eyes onto her face, then relaxed.

"They're here already?" Yerre asks as she opens the window to her room and saw that it's still early. The sun has not woken up yet, the roaster still fasts asleep, and the night temperature still cold as a cube of ice.

"Yes, they're here already," Sir Aloit answer didn't notice the weirdness of Yerre's actions.

"But it still night," Yerre respond in disbelief as she felt a freezing sensation to her skin when the wind passes through her. Sir Aloit chuckled and went to close the window.