The Villain Is Obsessed With His Fake Wife

John narrowed his deep eyes.

 

‘A stab wound?’

 

Even though he couldn’t see it clearly, he was sure it was a scar. Even if she was an adopted child, it was a stab wound on the body of a princess. This was ridiculous.

 

‘Moreover, Estelle is Libertan’s beloved daughter.’

 

Scars were a very big problem for noble women. But their daughter, whom Libertan loved so much, still has a scar.

 

‘Libertan has a close relationship with the temple.’

 

Priests often visited the castle to look after the sick Estelle.

 

‘The wounds that could have healed with just one use of divine power were left as is.’

 

When their biological daughter, Yestella, was present before the adoption of their adopted daughter, Estelle, the Duke and Duchess of Blanchett made a huge donation to the shrine, and a priest resided in the shrine. It said they even made the priest look after her sick daughter. Maybe Estelle…

 

‘Leave me behind.’

 

At that moment, John remembered what happened in the monster forest. Tears were continuously flowing down the woman’s pretty face, wet and clinging to the rain. The little hand pushing him away was so cold that it didn’t seem alive. John was angry because she kept trying to kill herself. If she was a living being, she should naturally want to live, but she didn’t. Suddenly, John lost his cool-headed judgment and reason and was swept away by his emotions. He got angry at Estelle with a face he didn’t even know.

 

‘Why on earth! Why do you keep saying you’re going to die?’

 

He grabbed her slender shoulders and scolded her.

 

‘Pray that you want to live!’

 

He couldn’t bear it otherwise. Estelle always smiled sweetly at John. She was like a ghost telling John what he wanted to hear, but Estelle, who had been acting so loving, was unbearable. Her navy blue eyes lost their shine like white foam breaking in the waves.

 

‘Want to live?’

 

‘I don’t want to live?’

 

Estelle was saddened and angry.

 

‘Did it look easy?’

 

‘Why do you think it would be easy, how could it be easy?’

 

It was the first time Johan had seen Estelle’s face like that. The anger that suddenly surged cooled down. It was shocking.

 

‘What does John know about me?’

 

He felt like he was seeing the real, hidden Estelle for the first time. A beautiful and lovely woman named ‘Estelle’ who was adopted by Libertan. Estelle was not the Libertan’s daughter as people have said countless times.

 

‘With something like that, do you want to live there?’

 

John hugged Estelle tightly. Her hand holding her collar trembled strongly.

 

“How can you look like that…”

 

A face that was so sorrowful and sad that it was even miserable.

 

‘You don’t know anything.’

 

The emotions and expressions on her face showed the real her. Her strong emotions came flooding back to John in waves, breaking his heart.

 

“Estelle, you’re right.”

 

John decided that he had learned enough about Estelle.

 

“I thought I knew about you.”

 

In addition to investigating Estelle Libertan, he also dispatched spies directly to the Duke’s residence. However, the spies’ report was not much different from the public opinion.

 

‘The Duke and Duchess of Libertan are selling that fake a lot. We somehow managed to spend time together.’

 

‘I secretly sneaked into the fake room. She was happily sleeping surrounded by all kinds of luxury.’

 

‘Whenever there was something she didn’t like, she harassed her maid who shared her room. Even though she is not of Libertan’s blood, she looks just like them.’

 

Some spies even showed strong hostility toward Estelle.

 

‘This is a ruined individual that I cannot bear to open my eyes and look at.’

 

‘Maybe she believes in the power of the Duke and Duchess of Libertan, but she really disrespect and treats people in an unpleasant way. I think she forgot that she was also a commoner.’

 

‘I tried not to be biased, but it was really amazing.’

 

Spies basically have almost no emotional changes. A woman who made even those spies hate her.

 

“But I didn’t know anything.”

 

Estelle, who became Duchess Blanchett, did not differ from what the spies reported. She was the adopted daughter of a lovely Libertan. She’s in a new place and was pretending not to be, but her true colors would soon be revealed, which had made the spies sick of her.

 

John thought so.

 

“Why didn’t you tell me more about you?”

 

But the face John saw in the rain was not something that could be made up.

 

“At least I should have known more about you.”

 

John burst out laughing. If you think about it, he also thought of her as just his formal wife. He didn’t want to see the real her.

 

“Estelle, you were not loved at Libertan, but neglected-”

 

Estelle wheezed and turned her body. Estelle was sleeping well even after she was out of his arms. Her sleeping face was as lovely as an angel.

 

A long line of rain hit the window, and it started to rain again. It was a terrible rainy season. The moment John stood up from the bed, thunder thundered from the black sky.

 

Bang! Quagang!

 

At that time, Estelle, who had been sleeping quietly, woke up with a start.

 

“Estelle, did you sleep well?”

 

John approached Estelle in a friendly voice. But Estelle did not look in John’s direction, nor did she respond. She just stared at the floor.

 

‘There is no focus in the eyes.’

 

Her lovely face turned blue and she was holding back her tears as if she was afraid.

 

“…Estelle?”

 

That was when John sat down next to Estelle and was about to put his hand on her shoulder.

 

“Shit, I don’t like it!”

 

Estelle hurriedly curled her body without consciousness. She was holding herself so tightly that not only did she leave red marks on her arms where she was holding herself, but it looked as if her fingernails were cutting her and causing her blood to come out.

 

“Sorry. I did everything wrong. So please…”

 

Johan gritted his teeth and tried to calm Estelle down.

 

“Estelle, come to your senses. You’re here.”

 

Estelle was not in a state where his words could be understood at all. Still, he couldn’t let her body get damaged. John struggled to pull Estelle’s hand away.

 

‘What on earth is this-’

 

Estelle’s eyes turned red and tears flowed. Estelle, who was frightened, put her hands together and prayed.

 

“I won’t say it hurts. So just this once…”

 

“Estelle!”

 

Quagang!

 

Thunder struck again.

 

“Kyaahhh-!”

 

Estel screamed, shaking her body wildly.

 

“No! It hurts! I’m sorry I said it hurts! But, but…!”

 

Estelle’s foot, which had been struggling, got stuck under the bed again and became red and swollen. He guessed that thunder was the problem.

 

John drew the curtains to block out the window and block out the sound. Still, Estelle couldn’t even breathe properly. She was still terrified, as if she was being strangled somewhere. And then she muttered something. But her pronunciation was so muffled that he couldn’t understand her.

 

“Estelle.”

 

John gently grabbed Estelle’s cheeks and made her look at his own face. She had no color at all on her face.

 

‘She’s not breathing properly.’

 

John buried his lips against hers and breathed into her. Estelle calmed down little by little as the warmth surged from her.

 

“Are you okay now?”

 

When her body stopped shaking, John looked at Estelle again. Estelle had fallen asleep again.

 

‘It feels like what I just saw was a lie.’

 

 

The only thing that showed that it was reality and not a nightmare was Estelle’s swollen ankle after hitting the bed. John lifted Estelle’s ankle and examined it. The feet of the woman who managed to get out of bed were very thin. He wrapped a bandage around Estelle’s ankle and then hugged her while she was sleeping. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and hugged her. It felt like if she fell even just a little bit, she would collapse.

 

“It’s okay, Estelle.”

 

John whispered to her non-stop, even if she could not hear him.

 

“I’m with you. I am here now.”

 

His neck was seething with resentment and sadness.

 

‘It’s not just neglect.’

 

He didn’t know what happened to Estelle, but…

 

‘It can’t be at the same level as neglect.’

 

* * *

 

She was having a vivid dream. In her dream, she was on her knees like a criminal.

 

“What are you going to do with that fake?”

 

“You tried to take her place as a saint and no one else. The crime is also big.”

 

A woman sitting on a shiny chair gently touched her light pink lips.

 

“Don’t be so mean. She must have had circumstances beyond her control.”

 

Curly blonde hair like sunlight streaming down, mysterious blue eyes. She was a beautiful woman with skin as smooth as porcelain, a smile that seemed kind and benevolent, and an innocent and pretty look. Although she had only seen the portrait so far, she knew who it was right away. She was Yestella.

 

‘Wasn’t Stella dead?’

 

Even though she was dead, she looked healthy. Next to Yestella, there were familiar men who seemed to be protecting her.

 

“Yestella, you are so kind.”

 

The Crown Prince lending his shoulder to the slender Yestella.

 

“That’s right, Yestella. That is an evil woman who not only impersonated you but also tried to harm you.”

 

Leandro standing with one hand holding the sword to protect Yestella and the other hand holding Yestella’s precious hand.

 

“But still…”

 

Numerous followers of Yestella emerged around Estelle. Her followers threw stones at the fake.

 

“Disappear, fake!”

 

“An ugly evil woman who doesn’t even know fractions!”

 

Yestella looked at her and lowered her long eyelashes.

 

“Everyone stop. I have already forgiven her.”

 

Then Leandro spoke sternly.

 

“But a sinner is a sinner. Even if Yesella forgives her, we cannot avoid punishing the sinner.”

 

“Yes, Yestella. Your kind heart is beautiful, but there are things in the world that need to be dealt with that are not beautiful.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Yestella, who was looking at her sadly, smiled brightly.

 

“John! You came to me!”

 

Before she knew it, a tall man with no face was standing next to her.

 

“As expected, my belief was not wrong. You’re finally willing to accept me as your real wife.”

 

Yestella crossed the man’s arms and looked at her. A look of superiority swept over her. Yes, Stella pursed her plump lips and turned around, her gorgeous blonde hair fluttering.

 

* * *

 

She suddenly opened her eyes.

 

‘What kind of dream is this?’

 

Her chest felt tight, as if it had been pressed down. She held her palm and caught her breath.

 

‘Why did Yestella appear in my dream?’

 

Of course, this wasn’t the first time Estella had dreamed of her.

 

‘But I haven’t dreamed of Yestella since I left Libertan.’

 

The dream about Yestella she had in Libertan was not like this either. Because it was usually a dream for Yestella to come out and torment her, to have the Duke and Duchess of Libertan punish her, and for her to pray as she wished.

 

‘Yestella is already dead.’

 

She said so, because if Yestella had been alive, Libertan wouldn’t have had to adopt her in the first place.

 

She talked to the trees.

 

-I had a really strange dream.

 

-What was your dream?

 

-I dreamed that Yestella came back alive and she kicked me out. Dead people can’t come back… 

 

A bitter smile crossed her lips as she thought of Yestella.

 

-I have lived my whole life trapped in the shadow of the dead Yestella.

 

-Baby…

 

-It’s fine. It doesn’t really matter anymore.

 

Even though the Blanchett family saw her as a ‘target of revenge,’ they just saw her as ‘Estelle Libertan.’

 

-So this is really…

 

Then she saw her bandaged ankle.

 

‘It doesn’t hurt, does it?’

 

When she took off the bandage, she saw a bruise inside. When did she get hurt again? She sighed deeply.

 

‘Looks like I’m causing another misunderstanding.’

 

Come to think of it, she fell asleep with John last night.

 

‘When John comes, I will ask him what happened.’

 

John must have known she was calling him, because he burst in.

 

“John, last night-”

 

He must have just gotten out of the shower, so he had a long towel wrapped underneath him and was wiping off his wet hair with another towel. Straight clavicle and broad shoulders. Elegant and well-angled body… The decadent body, which stimulated desire just by looking at it, was wet and shining.

 

‘How can there be a man like that?’

 

She couldn’t believe it existed. She swallowed her saliva without realizing it.

 

“Hey, John. Why did you come without changing your clothes?”

 

“Because I don’t want to be separated from Estelle even for a moment.”

 

John shook his head and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

 

“Today I will be examining you in my lab to treat you. It doesn’t hurt, so don’t worry.”

 

“Okay.”

 

She nodded quickly.

 

“So, change your clothes and come.”

 

As John’s gorgeous body kept flashing before her eyes, her senses didn’t work. She tried to look away, but when she did, her eyes wouldn’t move and she kept peeking underneath the long towel.

 

“Now that I think about it, I need to wash up too. In the meantime, John just needs to prepare.”

 

“Ah, that’s right.”

 

John nodded his head as if he had just realized.

 

“You need to take a shower. Then I will wash you.”

 

“What?”

 

“At this point, I guess I can just go without any clothes.”

 

‘You’re suddenly so reckless!’

 

“Don’t be too surprised.”

 

John sat down on the bed and tilted his head towards her. His moist lips caught her eye.

 

“If you want to see it, watch it all. You can do that.”

 

“Why, why?”

 

“I’m all yours anyway.”

 

John whispered lazily in her ear.

 

“Now I’m going to take care of washing you too.”

 

Her whole body was tense.

 

‘I should say no.’

 

She couldn’t resist his big hand wrapping around her hand on the bed. John’s hot temperature heated the desire within her. She swallowed and asked.

 

“Are you really mine?”

 

Then John’s red eyes glowed with joy.

 

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