The Villain Is Obsessed With His Fake Wife

The Marchioness of Felsis trembled with her fan hand as if insulted. She worked hard to add firewood to make her feel worse.

“Now that I think about it, Lord Felsis is a saint, so he might feel uncomfortable if I mock the Marchioness.”

She lowered her eyes as if she had just realized.

“So, so that he doesn’t get upset, I will pretend that I’m not a lady and that I am mocking your son. So are you satisfied now?”

“Duchess Blanchett! Are you trying to play with me now?”

“Yes? What a joke. I’m so sorry if that happens.”

Honestly, she didn’t know anything else, but she could be confident in this one thing. Originally, she earned people’s hate even if she didn’t do anything.

‘The time when I received more hate was when I was trying to be loved.’

She used to try to be loved, but now she was using it as a skill to be hated.

“I was sincere with the lady. Was the friendship you shared with me just a lie?”

The more people deal with someone they hate, the more easily they lose their composure.

“Duchess Blanchett. If you mock me any further, I will understand that you are insulting the Marquis of Felsis.”

The surrounding nobles were startled by the Marchioness’ even more aggravated appearance and began to stir. But it seemed that the Marchioness had no time to worry about the reactions of those around her.

“Oh, which part was insulting? Please tell me and I will apologize.”

She tilted her head towards the Marchioness, looking into her eyes filled with hatred.

“That your son is a would-be adulterer, or that the madam raised such a son? Please tell me which part made you sad…”

“You can’t shut that mouth!”

A spark flashed in the blue eyes of the Marchioness Felsis. She couldn’t hold back her anger and grabbed her fan in her hand as if she was going to swing it.

“A dirty commoner who was lucky enough to be among nobles!”

“…mother.”

At that moment, a heavy bass sound separated them.

“What are you doing now?”

Marchioness Felsis’ face stiffened without even looking in the direction from which the sound was heard.

“…Lee, Leandro. This is it.”

Leandro was wearing her black suit and holding a beautiful bouquet of roses. It was clear to anyone who could see that the tea had been prepared.

‘Ah, have you already called your son?’

She crossed her arms as she looked at the two sunken hats. She had a general sense of what kind of situation the Marchioness was aiming for.

* * *

Leandro was constantly at odds with his mother. He would even rudely skip the standing position chosen by the Marchioness.

‘This is all because of her.’

But the Marchioness Felsis did not despair easily. Leandro was a great son who never went astray, and he had problems with women at least once, as was typical for nobles.

‘As a mother, I just need to lead him well.’

Fortunately, the Marchioness Felsis knew Leandro better than anyone else. Her son had an aversion to vulgar things from an early age.

‘It seems like Duchess Blanchett has changed her behavior recently…’

If that’s the case, it’s a foolish commoner’s change of mind. There won’t be anything that poor.

‘If anything happens, I can move it myself.’

The Marchioness of Felsis has long ruled as a prominent figure in social circles. It was not her job to take care of a stupid commoner with no social experience.

‘If I shake her just a little bit, she will be unable to hide her shallow nature and it will be revealed.’

She was a woman who had behaved in a self-indulgent way since Libertan days. She would do well to not only bring her son to his senses at this point, but also to teach the foolish Duchess the order of her social circle.

That’s how the Marchioness found out about Duchess Blanchett’s charity event that she was planning to attend. The host was a close friend of the Marchioness, and so were most of the ladies attending.

[Leandro, this mother is very sad that our mother and son relationship have suddenly become estranged. If you want to go back to the old days like this mother, please attend the charity event I am attending today and make this mother happy.]

No matter how bad their relationship may be, good Leandro would make moves to please his mother.

‘It’s so perfect.’

Everything went according to Marchioness Felsis’s plan.

However, Estelle, whom the Marchioness had been criticizing for so long, was not the person she expected. Leandro looked at the Marchioness with cold eyes that he had never seen before.

‘Why does Leandro come now…!’

Leandro grabbed the Marchioness’s arm, which was about to swing.

“Mother, I am so disappointed.”

“No, Leandro. Listen to me.”

The Marchioness’s face turned white as she behaved obscenely in front of her proud son. She pleaded, clinging to her son as if pleading.

“You just saw it wrong. Is this mother the type of person to do that?”

Seriously, the Marchioness had no intention of being violent towards Duchess Blanchett in front of others. She was just distracted by the conversation about her son and lifted her arm out of habit.

Leandro asked the Marchioness, biting his lip.

“So what did I just see?”

“Duchess Blanchett mocked you and the Marquis de Felsis in front of me. It was at a level that she just couldn’t get over even if she tried to get over it.”

The Marchioness was relieved inwardly.

‘Leandro would trust me.’

Even though he had gone astray recently, he was a son who always listened to everything the Marchioness said. And this was true.

“As a senior in the social world, I only gave her light advice, but she couldn’t bear it and tried to tarnish your reputation. How much did that hurt this mother’s heart? I know better than anyone else what kind of person you are.”

“…”

“That’s why I couldn’t just watch it quietly, so I was just excited. What you misunderstood did not happen.”

The Marchioness, who was only looking at Leandro, glanced sideways at Estelle.

‘You’re not saying anything, are you?’

Estelle, who thought she was going to pretend to be unfair and say anything, just watched the two of them quietly. Her pride was hurt because her aloof attitude seemed somehow noble.

“Look at it now. Duchess Blanchett also has nothing to say, so she stays quiet.”

“Is what my mother said true?”

For some reason, Leandro was strangely more agitated than usual.

“I just asked you if everything my mother said was true.”

The noble ladies around them took the Marchioness’s side and spoke out one by one.

“That’s right, Lord Felsis. We all watched from the sidelines.”

“Duchess Blanchett’s behavior has crossed a line that even the Marquis cannot bear.”

The outpouring of support from the Marchioness also brought her strength back. As the Marchioness cupped her son’s cheek, she whispered mournfully:

“Did you hear what everyone said? You just briefly misunderstood. Son, look at this mother’s eyes.”

But Leandro, who was moved by those words, turned away from his mother. Leandro pulled away from his mother and approached Estelle.

“The person I asked about is Duchess Blanchett. Is it really true what my mother and other ladies said?”

“That’s right, right?”

The cool wind ruffled Estelle’s white-blonde hair. Her platinum-blonde hair, which was as red as pink, fluttered with a ribbon decorated with blue roses.

Estelle answered in a contemplative tone.

“Do you need another answer here?”

“Yes. I require it. It’s very important to me.”

Leandro’s voice became increasingly heavy as he clenched his fists.

“Tell me, what is truth?”

Many emotions welled up in his low voice. Of course, it didn’t seem like he was only talking about this incident.

Estelle tilted her head and asked Leandro.

“Well. I’m not sure what you’re trying to say.”

“You know everything, don’t you, what I want to ask you. I just… I just want to know the truth.”

The Marchioness of Felsis came striding up to her and grabbed her son’s arm.

“Leandro, why on earth are you doing this?”

“Doesn’t mother know better than anyone else?”

Leandro looked back at the Marchioness and answered in a sorrowful voice.

“Have you not been defaming this person with lies all this time? You framed her with facts that didn’t exist and criticized her based on her background, even in cases where she was the victim.”

“…”

“Even when I found out the truth later, I tried to believe my mother. I didn’t want to think badly of my mother. I believed she wouldn’t be like that.”

Leandro’s voice was full of sharp criticism. The Marchioness turned pale, as if her breasts had been cut with a knife.

“How can you do this to your mother?”

“But what is this? You called a lot of your people as if you all were harassing her, and even tried to use violence…”

Leandro tightened his chin and glared at the Marchioness’s friends one by one.

“Are you telling me to believe everything you say?”

Every time the ladies met Leandro’s gaze, they flinched and avoided his gaze. The sight broke Leandro’s heart even more.

Leandro, who sighed deeply, held his mother’s shoulder tightly and asked her in a questioning tone.

“Why on earth did you do this to this person? How vicious was the lie you told? Why would you bury someone you hate so much…”

“Oh, no. Leandro, your mother never did that.”

She cried out, clinging to her son as if the Marchioness would collapse at any moment. But Leandro no longer looked at the Marchioness. Leandro only looked at Estelle.

“Estelle.”

He slowly got down on his knees, ignoring the Marchioness clinging to him. Before they knew it, Leandro’s neat eyes were turning red.

“I’m sorry for not listening to you and ignoring you all this time. I didn’t know that my mother and everyone around me were so wrong. I regret speaking carelessly to you.”

The bouquet of red roses in Leandro’s arms fell to the floor. A drop of Leandro’s tear fell on the fluttering red rose.

“I was too careless and foolish.”

“So?”

“I want to apologize to you. I want to know the truth that I foolishly missed.”

Estelle looked at Leandro with an indifferent expression. His straight blue eyes met Estelle’s and trembled mournfully.

“From where to how far was it a lie?”

“So why are you suddenly curious about that?”

Estelle laughed lightly.

“It’s never been particularly important, right?”

“No-now. It’s important.”

Leandro looked desperately at Estelle’s beautiful face. Only now did Leandro understand the confusion that had been going on.

‘Because I can’t give up my feelings for her.’

He fell in love with Estelle, the evil woman, and did not want to admit that he was in love with the abominable woman who was trying to disguise herself as Yestella, his first love. Because that’s not right.

‘But Estelle was not a villainess.’

Although he only saw part of it, he was convinced of that. There were probably more truths that Leandro missed.

‘Now I finally get to know the real her.’

With Leandro’s deep regret, he told Estelle.

“Because now I know I was wrong. Because I realized why I kept regretting not being able to hold your hand.”

“Now you want?”

“Yes, I know it’s a little late. I know it’s my fault, but we inevitably got off to a bad start. I regret it, but I can’t change the past. I still want to hold you.”

Her beauty, which had once seemed abominable, now became pitiful and delicate. The long, fluttering white eyelashes pierced Leandro’s heart.

Leandro grabbed his heart, which was pounding so painfully that he could not control it.

“So, if you tell me about the real you, I will know better than anyone else…”

“What kind of person am I really?”

At that moment, Estelle seemed very distant to Leandro, despite her strange closeness. It seemed like a trace of spring that had already passed and would never be reached by his hand.

Estelle picked up Leandro’s roses that were scattered on the floor. She then giggled as she looked at the rose appreciatively.

“I am the woman you thought I was.”

“As expected, then you…”

Leandro’s blue eyes shone with hope and anticipation.

At that moment, Estelle dropped the rose as if throwing it away. Estelle’s shoes gracefully trampled the red roses.

“I’m a villainess.”

Leandro’s eyes became empty as he looked at the dirty rose petals. He muttered in a vain voice.

“Why…?”

 

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