Please don't call me back anymore.

My fiancé, Lord Eustace, previously had another fiancée before me. Apparently she died in an unfortunate accident, but even now, ten years later, he cannot forget that deceased fiancée. "She was perfect in every way. Kind-hearted, intelligent, beautiful, hardworking..." "And compared to her, you are..." Even if he is a handsome man and the heir to a fortune—a prime catch—this is just too much. "Kind-hearted, intelligent, beautiful, hardworking, and without a single flaw? Such a perfect superhuman only exists in mythology. He's just beautifying and idolizing a dead person. How pointless." That night, I said these things and went to sleep. [Acknowledgment] Thank you so much to all who have read this! Thank you also for reporting typos. I've made the corrections. [Further Acknowledgment] I double-took when I saw this ranked second in the daily rankings. I might not be able to sleep tonight. Thank you so much!