I Bought the Villains With Money - CH 7.1

‘No, what’s there to teach anyway?’

I swore I would take care of the people who raised him badly. His personality must have been crooked because he had to.

I blinked my big eyes and said with a smile as lovely as possible.

“About what Your Highness asked, why would I come here openly if I wanted to incite anyone? Also, I am 13 years old. I am not at the age where I harm anyone and act cunningly.”

Having inherited the merit of my mother and father, my cute and lovely face became one of my biggest strengths.

I knew how to show an expression that would make me look innocent in front of my opponent.

“Whoever sent you here must be someone who doesn’t like my existence, so what’s the point of acting when you’re already caught?”

However, Cassion did not fall for my beauty.

‘The young one sure has the backbone. They only say things frankly.’

I liked it.

Still, I couldn’t let him continue to behave arrogantly since we would get closer from now on.

“You have to think before you speak. Not just something that comes to your mind.”

“That’s not something I want to hear from a woman who came into the Prince’s palace.”

Did he get upset? Because I came without notice?

He was sensitive and feisty, but he just didn’t know how to show his feelings.

“Wait a minute.”

I got up from my seat and went outside. Then, I knocked on the door and politely asked for permission.

“Your Highness, this is Diana of Irenberg, the lady and the future head of the ducal house. Please allow me to enter.”

There. Respectfully.

The baby names of all kinds of animals popped up from inside the room.

A rough cough could be heard from inside as the train of animal that I had never heard of in my life was mentioned.

Soon, the coughing sound changed to the sound of retch and vomit.

“…Your Highness?”

I threw away the playfulness of asking for his permission and opened the door.

Cassion that was sitting on the sofa when I left sat on the floor coughing. There was blood on the hands that covered his lips and the floor.

“Your Highness Cassion!”

***

“How is he, Dallas?”

Without taking my eyes off Cassion, who was unconscious and lying on the bed, I asked Dallas, the doctor of the Irenberg family.

“His body is frail.”

“What about the treatment? You can treat him, right?”

“I can’t guarantee that his weak body will get better right away.”

“As long as he recovers from the fever, he will get better.”

Dallas sighed and fiddled with Casion’s wrist.

“If it’s a common cold, he will be able to, but in his case…”

Dallas didn’t continue. His expression was very dark.

Was it hard to say the rest because we were in front of the patient?

“Dallas, let’s get out and talk.”

I ordered Janice to watch Cassion while I gestured at Dallas to follow me to the hallway.

Dallas followed me and glanced at Cassion.

“You can tell me, Dallas.”

Once Dallas and I were in the hallway, I closed the door across the room tightly.

Dallas, a middle-aged doctor, followed me as I led him, who was smaller than him.

“His highness doesn’t have much time left to live.”

Dallas cried out for God as he uttered shocking words. However, I didn’t believe what he said because I saw Cassion, who grew up healthy in my previous life.

“Are you saying it’s incurable?”

“Yes, we can’t cure His Highness’ disease with current medical treatment. That’s why no medicine could help him at this moment.”

But Casion grew up well and came to my execution. That meant there was a cure somewhere.

“Dallas, did you give him the proper treatment?”

“Yes, Lady. His Highness must be in great pain now.”

Dallas began to explain Cassion’s condition. It turned out his condition was severe. Based on Dallas’ explanation, even Cassion was able to sit down was a miracle itself.

He went cursing people ‘this bast*rd, that bast*rd’ with that weak body. If you look at how fiery he was when he was swearing, anyone would probably think he could beat up a cow.

Should I praise him for his great mental strength or blame him for being a fool who got fired up even though he wasn’t feeling well?

“So you want me to give up like this?”

“Lady, it’s not giving up; it’s accepting. And as you know, we have some of the best doctors on the continent in our kingdom. They are capable of treating His Highness. There’s nothing more I can do.”

Was it possible if he said that because he was looking at Cassion’s condition and the state of the palace?

I doubted Dallas’ insight about this matter.

I asked him again.

“When will he wake up? You should be able to tell that much.”

“I can’t tell you exactly either.”

Dallas was frustrated that he couldn’t say anything due to the situation. Even though I understood how conflicted he was for being called in suddenly and choosing his words wisely, I was still angry.

The fact that it would be natural for him to die from his disease meant that he could die anytime now. I couldn’t let that happen!

There must be a way. That’s why he was healthy enough to come to my execution!

‘But just because Cassion became a healthy adult in the past, does it mean he will be healthy in this life?’

I suddenly fell into the worries I had before.

Hasn’t my life changed, too? If it were in the past, I would have met Dyson because of my guardian, Count Corcos, by now, but here I was at Cassion’s palace.

‘He could die because the past has changed. Before I become an adult.’

Seeing him faint from a cough made me feel more anxious than when I vaguely worried about him previously.

Even if we successfully married, I would have to take down my status as the head of Irenberg house if he died.

The only time a minor could enjoy the status of head of the house was during their marriage period with a royal family member.

It meant that in order for me to inherit the head of the family status without being disturbed by anyone, in any case, I have to maintain my marriage with Cassion until I become an adult.

‘On top of that, I need Cassion’s favor to complete my revenge.’