The Villain Is Obsessed With His Fake Wife

Her whole body was tense.

 

‘I’m sure there won’t be more blood coming out of here, right?’

 

Very fortunately, she no longer vomited blood.

 

‘…This can be solved…’

 

John was looking at her with his stern face.

 

‘I don’t think so.’

 

She spoke to the trees out of resentment.

 

-Why now!

 

-Is something going on? Why is my child suddenly angry?

 

-Yes, wouldn’t it be good for you her the curse weakens?

 

-It was a situation where John was right in front of me. Now I have a strange misunderstanding.

 

Then the trees slowly took their feet away.

 

-No. We are… I just did my best to help you get better.

 

-Okay. It seems like it’s urgent, so let’s forget about it.

 

-Well, you are good at explaining things. We believe your baby will do well!

 

John bent his knees slightly to make eye contact with her, who was sitting in the examination room chair. His red eyes contained complex and subtle emotions.

 

‘I pretended to be sick, but…’

 

She didn’t expect the curse to suddenly weaken and vomit blood!

 

“…Have you been holding back?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Have you been in pain ever since you were swayed by the Count and Countess Hettel?”

 

John took out his handkerchief and wiped her mouth carefully. John didn’t ask why she suddenly vomited blood.

 

“Sorry. I kept looking at it, but I had no idea.”

 

…Since it wasn’t painful, she had no choice but to nod.

 

“I didn’t know my condition was like this, so how could John have found out? Don’t blame yourself.”

 

“This is not self-blame.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“It’s a reflection on my incompetence.”

 

John lowered his long eyelashes and gritted his teeth. He seemed very angry with himself.

 

“Just to show you what you prepared, you missed the most important thing.”

 

“…”

 

“I am not anyone else.”

 

John’s eyes twisted as if he was enduring pain.

 

‘Why do you keep making a sick expression?’

 

She looked blankly into the jewel-like red eyes.

 

‘Am I important to you?’

 

Suddenly, the question she had been ignoring came to mind.

 

‘Why?’

 

He kept her as his wife to get revenge on her.

 

‘…Don’t think about anything anymore, Estelle.’

 

Anyway, people only focused on what was visible on the surface. No one thought about what kind of person ‘Estelle’ really was. So she became a fake. John was not much different. Because he was a man who targeted her, ‘Libertan’s adopted daughter,’ as a target of revenge.

 

‘The more you think, the more difficult it becomes for you.’

 

John was truly amazing. She thought he had given up all expectations of anyone now. Why not to John?

 

‘Don’t let me expect anything.’

 

The toes inside her shoes felt tense. She asked, shaking her head as much as she could.

 

“Since when did John know about the Count Hettel family?”

 

“For quite some time.”

 

John gave a surprisingly gentle answer.

 

“Because you never know if it might be worth using someday.”

 

“And why are you so sure he sent that document?”

 

“Hmm. The reason I knew she was your wife was because I knew everything about the Count Hettel family. But there was one thing I didn’t know about, the Libertan document.”

 

Just one, the only variable.

 

“So, of course, the source of the document had to be the wife. Because the only variable I haven’t figured out is my wife. Of course, I still don’t know how I got it.”

 

“Do you really want to know all the noble families like that?”

 

“It would be nice, but of course we can’t. The reason we identified the Hettel family this time is simple.”

 

“…”

 

“Because the downfall of Count Hettel was predetermined.”

 

She felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

 

‘The fall of the Blanchett family was also determined.’

 

Of course, that included her downfall.

 

“I kept it alive because it was useful, but when it became useless, I threw it away.”

 

John told her about the fate of Count Hettel, who dared to try to slander her. Count Hettel’s name would be erased, all of their property would be restored to her, Count Hettel and his wife would be imprisoned for their crimes, and their daughters would become commoners without a penny. When she heard that story, she actually became anxious. She felt like their future was her future.

 

‘As expected, John’s essence has not changed.’

 

A dark figure who would do anything to seek revenge. A cold-blooded person who judged people based on their usefulness and used them as tools.

 

‘And me too… If I’m not the target of revenge, I will lose my value.’

 

But at the same time, this action was for her.

 

‘The reason the Count has lost his use is because he ultimately tried to harm me.’

 

Even now, he still cared for her. That was evident from the fact that he obediently told her everything.

 

‘I really don’t know.’

 

The fear that one day he might cruelly kill her and abandon her because she had lost her usefulness. But she was thankful that he used his cards to take revenge on her entirely for her. Two minds coexisted.

 

At that time, John tucks the side of her disheveled hair behind her ear.

 

“I know very well that my wife is hiding a lot from me.”

 

She didn’t think it would be any use trying to figure it out.

 

“…It’s not that I don’t want to talk to John.”

 

“Yes, my wife has her own circumstances, too.”

 

“B-but!”

 

They failed to loosen the boundaries of darkness. But she decided to take the best gamble she could.

 

“If John asks, I will answer everything I can honestly.”

 

John’s sharp eyes narrowed as if searching her mind.

 

“No. There’s no need for that. I can’t push my wife when she’s not feeling well.”

 

Was he saying this was over?

 

‘I had a headache trying to come up with an excuse in Libertan’s document…’

 

It went well, but why did she feel more screwed up? She didn’t know anymore either.

 

“If you want to hide it, you can keep hiding it and pretend you don’t know anything.”

 

John, who had finished arranging his hair, kissed her forehead.

 

“Instead, don’t run away.”

 

“…?”

 

“I don’t care what secrets you have, just don’t disappear from my side forever.”

 

John whispered in a voice filled with a languid smile.

 

“Even my wife’s death should be mine.”

 

* * *

 

Late at night, Prime Minister Orteca opened his mouth politely, turning off all the lights.

 

“Yes, Your Majesty. As your Majesty said, we have found traces of Libertan in Count Hettel’s family.”

 

-Are there any weaknesses of the royal family?

 

“Unfortunately, the signs given by Count Hettel were false.”

 

The Emperor inside the contact magic tool swallowed his sleep.

 

“But it wasn’t in vain. I think Libertan’s documents alone were a sufficient harvest.”

 

-Isn’t there the most important thing?

 

“And there is one important thing I learned.”

 

Prime Minister Orteca recalled the commotion that had occurred at the dinner party. Duchess Blanchett suddenly coughed and her complexion worsened. At that time, Duke Blanchett seemed more surprised than anyone else.

 

‘The only thing that matters to me now is my wife.’

 

The original Duke Blanchett would have completely destroyed the Count Hettel family. 

And after getting everything she could from Count Hettel, she would have demanded something else from the imperial family. For his contribution in catching a traitor. But Duke Blanchett was not like that. He certainly could have made the request on the spot, but Duke Blanchett disappeared, taking his wife with him. Thanks to this, the matter of Count Hettel was resolved by Chancellor Orteca, borrowing the name of the imperial family. Of course, as Oblante was imposed, all of Count Hettel’s property would be confiscated to the Blanchett family, but it was an action unbecoming of the cruel Duke Blanchett.

 

-What is that?

 

In the shadows, Chancellor Orteca’s navy blue hair looked black.

 

“It seems Duke Blanchett has finally found a weakness.”

 

Chancellor Orteca flashed his cool green eyes.

 

 

* * *

 

Count Hettel was dealt with by Chancellor Orteca by calling the Imperial Knights.

 

‘I thought I had to stay because I was an important person involved.’

 

It seemed that John took care of it himself.

 

‘I heard the darkness is really amazing.’

 

The fastest route to the Duchy of Blanchett was through a monster forest. Because the road was so steep, she originally planned to turn around.

 

‘I think I became more anxious after seeing my blood yesterday.’

 

“Now it’s a monster forest! Everyone, come to your senses and move!”

 

When she heard about the forest of monsters, she slightly opened the window of the carriage and looked outside. Unlike other places, all the trees were black, and their branches were twisted into scary curves.

 

‘Is it really a different place where monsters come from?’

 

It was definitely an unpleasant forest just looking at it.

 

‘Even if I talk to the nearby trees, I can’t communicate.’

 

At that time, Raymond came to her side and spoke to her.

 

“Don’t worry about the monster forest, madam. It’s a road we travel frequently, and we subdue monsters every year.”

 

“Ah, Sir Raymond.”

 

“I’m just telling you, madam, there is almost no chance of you encountering a monster. From the beginning, we sent scouts and checked everything.”

 

Raymond, who was smiling at her, asked lightly.

 

“But madam, why do you call me Sir Raymond? Please feel free to call me Raymond.”

 

“May I?”

 

“At this point, please speak informally, as if you were speaking to the lord. I want to become friends with my lady. Why not?”

 

When Raymond, a pleasant guy, raised the corners of his mouth, a refreshing feeling was evident.

 

“That’s not it…”

 

“That guy can’t do it.”

 

John, who had lined up the group in front, suddenly appeared and spoke with an expression of displeasure.

 

“Ma’am, be as careful of that guy as possible. Because he’s such a bad guy.”

 

“My lord. That’s too much! I can’t believe you made such a fuss.”

 

“I guess you’ve forgotten all about the trouble you had with gambling and women?”

 

Raymond immediately crumpled.

 

“…Once I play, I just play hard.”

 

“I don’t mind if you play like that, but if you do strange things next to my wife…”

 

John spoke in a low voice.

 

“Your life will end that day.”

 

“Y-Still, I’m the knight commander and the hostess…”

 

“If you say one more word, I will end your life.”

 

“Lord, lord…?”

 

“I already said it once.”

 

As John played with the sword on his belt, Raymond looked at her thoughtfully.

 

“Ma’am! P-please stop master! Does this make sense!”

 

“I think it’s a bit too much to say that you just would say it once. Sir Raymond seems to be a good man…”

 

He was one of the few people in the Blanchett Dukedom who was not against her.

 

‘Yes, he must be someone who has a grudge against Libertan.’

 

Raymond’s face immediately brightened at her words.

 

“As expected, my angelic lady is different from my vicious master-”

 

“I will miss you a lot. Our memories of talking to Sir.”

 

“Ma’am?”

 

Raymond rolled his eyes in embarrassment.

 

“Well, weren’t you trying to save me? My lord. Still, I am Blanchett, the commander of the Knights, so please forgive me-”

 

Raymond was just passing under a winding tree.

 

Wow!

 

The tree hit Raymond hard on the head. Raymond, who almost fell off his horse, cried out in frustration.

 

“My lord! This is not it!”

 

She looked at the tree with surprised eyes.

 

 

 

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