The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets - Chapter 140

Lorelia walked around the room.

With Abella sending this article to Lorelia, she must have known something.

Does she know that Lorelia was involved in the day’s events?

That day, Lorelia turned away from the child and bribed the nanny to persuade Abella to get into the carriage.

Abella and Carlo’s nanny were people who would do anything for money. Even if it means killing a child who they breastfed.

Carlo slept in a third-floor bedroom and Abella was tucked into the wagon.

Of course they knew Abella was going to die.

Amerigo’s bullies didn’t even want Abella to live.

They blamed all the misfortunes on Abella and therefore insisted that the child’s death was justified.

At that time, Lorelia was exhausted.

Her husband turned away from her and Amerigo was pressing Lorelia every day.

They somehow squeezed Lorelia to get something from Amerigo.

Even with Lorelia pulling all of the budget allotted to her and Abella, she had to give them their request.

She wanted to be recognized. As Duchess, she wanted to be part of the rightful Amerigo.

Therefore…….

She joined them.

Lorelia took a peek inside her terrifying self.

In the end, the truth that her selfish greed drove her child to death, sealed deep within Lorelia’s heart and held her breath.

‘I knew…….’

In fact, she knew that Abella was not a cursed child.

It was the child who, even when Lorelia turned away from, held herself with her fern-like hand with a broad smile.

Abella was a child who could smile like the sun. The child smelled of sunshine, not a curse, and was like a normal little baby.

It was Amerigo who made Abella cursed.

After their misfortunes were overlaid on Abella, the plausible curse was completed.

‘I…….’

Lorelia rubbed her face with her palms.

Her husband is right, Lorelia is wrong. Her husband, who thought she should find a way to keep the child, rather than tossing it at them, was right.

Her husband did not turn away from Lorelia.

Putting her scattered memories together, her husband did not ignore Lorelia, but rather he was exhausted.

After convincing and appeasing Lorelia, who was trying to make the child a living sacrifice for Amerigo, he is exhausted.

The dazed Lorelia ripped open her heart.

The thin fabric was taut as if torn.

“Uhhh… … .”

Something like the cry of an animal came out.

Lorelia sat her body crouched on the floor.

“Uuuuuhhhhh…… !”

Why the hell is it so messed up?

‘My dream is to have children like rabbits and live in harmony.’

Where did the innocent country girl, Lorelia, go?

Could it be that Cinderella, who married the prince, and the happy ending did not exist in reality?

Lorelia was soaked in remorse.

Lorelia wanted to do well, but it didn’t work out for her, and she failed.

She has no children, no family, and no husband.

She couldn’t keep anything. Now may be the time to admit it instead of ignoring it by turning a blind eye on it. The tears ran down Lorelia’s cheeks and dried up on her face.

Isn’t the time that is considered the latest was the earliest

Compared to the days ahead of Abella in the future, it may be so.

A newspaper article shook Lorelia’s soul to the roots.

It was trivial. lines, but the reason Lorelia was so shaken may be because she was aware of it herself.

Her heart, which had been shaken all along since Abella’s return, finally collapsed.

With Lorelia.

*

Abella and Enoch saw the newspaper article as well.

Her breathing was difficult and her stomach felt like it was twisted.

The newspaper article presented the historical basis for Skellus day, the records of the previous high priests, and various other evidence. If this had been published as a small article, it would have just been buried and disappeared, but it took up headlines in daily newspapers and gossips.

And they presented evidence of the divine manifestation of children born on Skellus day. It was argued that it was the temple’s trickery that the Skellus Day began to be rejected.

The names of influential priests were also mentioned in order to sway the conservative Timur people.

Abella read the same article more than 5 times.

“…… Abella.”

Enoch called out Abella’s name. He can’t even guess her mind. Abella, who has lived her whole life like a criminal because of the name ‘Skellus’. Even her family rejected her and threatened her life.

But was it all a joke by the temple?

Just because of political battles, so many children died right after birth?

Abella’s lips trembled.

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She couldn’t even breathe properly, so she sat down on her seat and got up repeatedly.

“Ha…….”

When Abella barely exhaled, her pale face was wet with tears.

If she thought she had survived one day, the next day will crumble. She has now reached a point where she cannot expect tomorrow. The hopes that Abella held had disappeared like a bubble the next day.

But it was all like a sandcastle built on a lie.

“…… I’d rather believe that I’m a curse…….”

Abella stuttered.

Rather, if Abella is the culprit of the curse, and that is why she is hated and should be killed. She could at least understand. After understanding people’s fears and selfishness, she was at least at ease with it.

Now she doesn’t know what to believe and what to understand.

Abella commanded the maid with her bright blue eyes full of malice.

“Bring the newspaper article to Mother.”

Abella’s lips trembled. I want you to look at this. The daughter, whom her mother tried to kill, is in fact unfairly framed. How will she pay for her father’s life?

Who pays for her own life?

Sand castles piled up in Abella’s heart and then collapsed repeatedly.

Her revenge, malice, and evil piled up, then washed away again.

It seems that the vain times, which were holding Abella, are gnawing at her.

Enoch hesitated, then he hugged Abella.

Abella now seemed like she would scatter and disappear if he didn’t hold on to her. Abella’s intermittent breathing broke Enoch’s heart.

Timur was hiding a monster in the mist.

The monster Timur hid was nothing other than human beings.

*

He thought about it countless times before posting the article.

How to make Abella know this in the most ideal and realistic way? How can Abella accept it?

But, he concluded that Abella would not accept it easily. Abella has been fooled all her life. But now it’s not a curse?

Even Cade wouldn’t even have accepted it.

Heavy rains have soaked the ground since morning.

“Burke.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Burke stood before Cade with an anxious expression on his face.

It was crowded with people outside.

People who read the newspaper article were flocking to the temple and the imperial castle.

It was mostly Timur’s people who either lost or watched the babies born on the day of Skellus get cursed.

It was expected confusion. People will ponder over the mistakes that were done, the anger and despair.

The temple will be shaken from its roots. The priesthood will be weakened and the faith of the people will be broken and collapsed.

A new religion may be born.

The high priest was taking advantage of the time to build a temple dedicated to Skellus and plan to gather people anew.

Having raised the question like this, the next step is to grow it without ending the question. Witnesses must continue to appear, victims and cases must emerge. The growing embers will spread to the central temple and devour them.

“Prepare to make a statement in defense of the high priest.”

“When is the estimate?”

“In the next week. Now is the time to watch the fire spread a little more.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Cade, who instructed Burke what to do, got on his horse.

“When are you coming back?”

“…… When the rain stops.”

Cade answered slowly. Cade chose to report the facts to Abella through the newspaper so that he could only convey the facts without any selfishness or suspicion. Cade wanted Abella to accept the facts and make her own judgement.

So that her life is no longer played by anyone.

So that Abella could get out of that yoke and come out on her own.

‘Abela…….’

He prayed earnestly that Abella could walk through the mist and get out of this brutal ordeal.

The rain that hit his face and wet his hair felt like Abella’s tears. Amerigo was crouching, holding her breath.

Cade let out a long sigh in front of Amerigo’s mansion.

He didn’t think Abella would open her door anyway.

Cade stood in front of the low wall, and he climbed over it familiarly. Knowing the horse would return to the Imperial palace on its own.

Cade, squeezing water from his sticky clothes, moved her steps.

The lights were on in Abella’s bedroom.

The gloomy, twinkling light somehow feels insidious and frightening. His heart raced.

“Kyaaaaakk! Miss!”

He thought that maybe this rain might go on for a long time.

Cade’s heart sank into the abyss.

It may have been arrogance to be able to change fate.

Perhaps it was hypocrisy in itself to change the already set future and make Abella a better life. In fact, it was Cade’s selfishness that wanted Abella to stay. Reforming the temple for Abella?

“F***ing idiot.”