Sixteen of the eighteen years I have been afflicted by illness.

Because of the pain all the time, I was not in the mood to see the scenery of the world, and I did not have the energy to remember too many things.

There aren't many people I can remember.

Except for Grandpa and Sister Chrisia, no one else is worthy!

But two years ago, after I was cured of my strange illness, I suddenly had another person in my head.

I first remembered him because I hated it, because his name always came out of the mouth of my dearest grandpa!

This damn guy, he wants to snatch my grandpa!

I hate him!

Doesn't he know that I have nothing but my grandfather?

So, I started to tie paper people!

Write his name on the paper figure and stab him hard!

I don't care if he hurts or not, I just want him to hurt!

Stab him, stab this damned fellow!

But then one day, I accidentally pricked my hand.

It hurts.

Inexplicably, I wondered, is he really going to hurt?

If it really hurts, then I'm ...... I won't pierce it.

Later, I gradually became less and less clothed.

Looking at the paper doll that was blown up with thousands of holes, I felt a little guilty, we had never seen each other at all, why should I be so vicious?

Am I a bad woman?

In the end, I threw the paper doll away

Forget it, don't pierce it, let him go.

Although he tried to snatch my grandfather in a despicable, shameless, dirty, and shameless way, he also got the punishment he deserved.

Let's get even!

However, what I never expected was that one day, that guy would suddenly appear in my house!

That paper doll, suddenly turned into a living person!

I swear, I really wanted to stab him to death!

But I held back, because then Grandpa would be angry.

However, at the later dinner party, the most difficult thing for me to accept happened - my grandfather, who has always paid attention to decency, in order to prevent him from making a fool of himself, actually grabbed his elbow and ate it directly in front of everyone...... I feel so heartbroken, I'd rather make a fool of myself than see my noble and majestic grandfather Sven sweep the floor!

But I'm even angrier!

Grandpa, why did he do that!

Why did he sacrifice so much for an outsider!

Why did he belittle himself like that!

He...... If he's for me...... Is he willing to do that?

At that moment, I really felt like I had failed.

That damn guy, he made it, he snatched my grandfather.

I ran out of the castle crying and wept bitterly on the grass.

Then, Sister Chrisia chased after her.

She is also very cunning, she even looks at me and doesn't coax me, and only reasoned with me when I'm done crying, despicable!

Through the enlightenment of Sister Chrisia, I learned that my grandfather almost lost his life in the Warcraft Forest in order to cure my illness!

When I thought of my grandfather's broken bones at that time, dying like an ordinary old man, watching the sunset and waiting for death, my heart ached, and I suddenly realized that I didn't seem qualified to ask for anything.

Growing up, it was my grandfather who took care of me, and he protected me no matter what happened, but what did I do for him?

Sister Krishia is right, even if someone really snatches Grandpa, what's so strange? Except for blood relations, what point does I look like Grandpa's granddaughter? What point does I look like a qualified granddaughter?

If this family affection can really be freely chosen, am I worthy?

I was ashamed of myself.

At this time, I suddenly realized that the guy was not so hateful.

Because he saved Grandpa.

He saved my most beloved grandfather!

As for saying that he saved me, too...... I didn't ask him!

I don't need him to save me, huh!!

With guilt and gratitude, I didn't sleep all night.

The next day, I woke up early, and under the guidance of Sister Krishia, I stumbled over a pot of porridge.

Although it was for my grandfather, I subconsciously cooked the amount of two people, and I didn't say it if I didn't ask why.

As I expected, Grandpa ate happily.

Looking at my grandfather's enjoyment, my nose suddenly became a little sore, and if I had understood how good it would have been earlier, my grandfather would have been happy sooner.

Grandpa always ate a lot, and I happily served him food.

Then, the guy went downstairs.

And with a beprising little maid.

Hmph, I should have stopped Sister Chrisia a long time ago, what kind of maid does that guy want for a rough man, isn't this a waste of family money?

Forget it, all the recruits have been recruited, and now I will be dismissed, I'm afraid that guy will be unhappy...... No, what does it matter to me if he's unhappy?

When I saw him coming downstairs, I hid the porridge bowl.

Grandpa can have a good time, but it's hard to say about this guy.

I suspect he can't appreciate my cooking.

But this guy insists on eating, what should I do?

Heh, I won't give it to him.

If you want to eat and cook it yourself, Miss Ben doesn't wait!

But Grandpa spoke.

I can't help it, so I'll give you something to eat.

Cheap for you.

The porridge was served in the bowl, and somehow I was a little nervous, and I seemed afraid that he would criticize me, maybe because I had humiliated him last night.

I thought he would say in good conscience that it wasn't tasty.

But unexpectedly, he praised me and spoke very well.

Hmph, all the bells and whistles!

Do you think I'll be happy this way?

Men only talk flatteringly.

But in any case, you have a vision.

In the future, as long as you are honest, I will not bully you.

......

Of course, I don't allow others to bully you.