Chapter 7: The Fastest Way to Become a Successful Fan (7)
“M-Milady!!” Anne caught me before Abel’s hands reached me. Fortunately, I was able to avoid falling on my butt and embarrassing myself in front of Abel.
“L-Lady Heathcliff! Are you okay?”
Even as I nodded my head, my gaze remained glued to the flower crown that had fallen to the ground.
‘So, I’m not hallucinating? Abel really made a gift just for me? With his chubby, adorable little hands?’
“Oh…”
“L-Lady Heathcliff!”
My head spun once more, and my legs wobbled. As much as I wanted to remain composed, Aisha Heathcliff’s body was a lot more susceptible to physical and mental shock than my original body.
Indeed, her beauty seemed to be the only good thing about this fragile-as-paper body. Stanning requires a substantial amount of stamina and yet here I was….
But now wasn’t the time to complain about my useless body.
