How To Get Revenge On My Sister Who Stole My Husband (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 6
The Marquis, unable to contain his anger, hurled it at me. He shouted at me in a voice brimming with fury.
“Just how did you handle this matter! How on earth did you let that real ruby end up in his hands!”
“…I really don’t know. I followed Your Lordship’s orders exactly—I received the two gems and never once touched them myself. I never even left them unattended.”
I lowered my head like a guilty criminal and offered my defense to the Marquis.
Then, as if suddenly realizing something, I let out a brief exclamation.
“…Ah. Could it have been then?”
“What? ‘Could it have been then’? You left the gems unattended?”
“…Yes. I did leave briefly—but it couldn’t have been then. Nothing could possibly have happened at that time. I’m certain.”
“How foolish! Why are you so sure! If you only left your post once, then something must have definitely gone wrong at that exact moment!”
The Marquis snapped at me sharply. I hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“…That’s true. But at that time, I had left… Danae alone in the bedroom.”
“Danae?”
“If anyone had entered the bedroom then, Danae surely would have known. …Danae, you didn’t touch those gems, did you?”
I turned toward Danae as I spoke. Danae, her face pale as paper, shook her head frantically.
“No, no! Sister! Why would I ever touch those gems!”
Yet her desperate defense rang utterly unconvincing.
I stared blankly at her ashen face. Despite her denials, her deathly pallor spoke the truth.
The Marquis glared at Danae, utterly exasperated, and pressed her sharply.
“…Danae. Did you really do it?”
“No, Father! I didn’t!”
“Then would you mind if I called the knights to examine any traces left on the gems?”
At the Marquis’s words, Danae fell silent, sweat beading on her brow—a silent confession.
Marquis Uston let out a series of hollow, disbelieving laughs. Then he roared at Danae roughly.
“Why on earth did you touch those gems!”
“Well… Father said you gave Sister two such large and beautiful gems! And… Sister said she’d give me the fake one among the two!”
“…She said she’d give you the fake?”
Hearing Danae’s words, the Marquis turned a piercing gaze toward me. I nodded obediently in reply.
“…Yes. I told her if she really wanted it, another spinel like that could easily be found. But I never imagined Danae would switch the spinel and the ruby.”
“…Hah. Well, I never.”
“I’m sorry, Uncle. It’s all my fault.”
Having spoken, I lowered my head once more.
Seeing my submissive posture, the Marquis seemed at a loss for words. He paced around the room, breathing heavily, then bellowed at his daughter, whose face had turned ghostly pale.
“If you wanted the gems so badly, you should’ve just asked me! Why on earth would you touch something in your sister’s room!”
“I—I didn’t even know those gems were so important! If I had, I wouldn’t have touched them!”
“Is that supposed to be an excuse! Because of you, I was humiliated in front of His Majesty and that arrogant brat Haven! Do you even know what that conceited fool just sneered at me about?”
“…I-I’m sorry, Father.”
Danae bowed her head deeply, her voice trembling as if on the verge of tears.
Marquis Uston glared at her for a moment, breathing harshly. Then he let out a long, heavy sigh and spoke.
“…Danae, once this party ends, you will remain confined to your room for the next week, starting today.”
“…Huh… Yes, Father.”
“And Christine, as soon as we return to the mansion, come straight to my study. We must discuss how to handle this incident.”
“Yes, Uncle.”
Having issued orders to both Danae and me, the Marquis immediately stormed out of the salon. Danae, who had been sniffling pitifully, the moment he left, fixed me with dry-eyed fury and shouted,
“This is all your fault, Sister!”
Then, fuming, she ran out.
As soon as the door closed, I let out a cold, derisive snort and muttered,
“Just blaming me over something this trivial? Far worse things are coming.”
It wouldn’t be too late to whine and lament then.
I kicked aside the silver candlestick that had fallen at my feet and left the salon.
As I walked down the corridor back toward the ballroom, I spotted two figures concealed near the passage leading to the garden. I carefully approached to take a closer look.
It was Leonard and Danae.
I watched as Danae clung tightly to Leonard’s waist, looking up at him pleadingly, while he gazed down at her affectionately, whispering something softly. I bit down hard on my lower lip.
So this was how they’d been meeting behind my back all along.
How could my past self have possibly known?
That my sweet fiancé, who became so restless and chased after me merely because I’d once declined his escort, was actually seizing every moment I wasn’t around to indulge in these sickening trysts with my own cousin.
I stared coldly at Leonard and Danae’s faces as they clung together like one being, whispering intimately.
‘Go ahead and enjoy yourselves while you still can.’
The sweet time you’re savoring now won’t last much longer.
With a cold smile, I mocked them once, then turned without hesitation toward the ballroom. Behind my back, a chilling, eerie aura surged and then vanished instantly.
* * *
Meanwhile.
After Marquis Uston left the ballroom, Elliott, having exchanged a few brief words with the Emperor, withdrew and met Sir Oliver, who had been waiting for him on the balcony.
“Your Grace.”
“…I was rather surprised. I never expected that woman’s prediction would actually come true.”
Elliott removed his cumbersome cloak and handed it to Oliver. Oliver nodded in agreement.
“I was shocked as well. That Marquis Uston’s daughter would betray her own uncle in such a way—truly beyond my expectations.”
“Yes. And it’s caused complications for me. I had assumed she’d colluded with Marquis Uston to set a trap for me, so I’d planned to finally eliminate her this time.”
As he spoke, Elliott lifted one corner of his mouth in a smirk.
Sir Oliver shrugged and spoke.
“Well, in any case, it worked out favorably for Your Grace. Hopefully, the young lady will keep acting this way.”
“…True. But that’s precisely the problem—there’s no guarantee she’ll keep doing so.”
“Ah, right. She proposed terms to Your Grace. What exactly did the young lady ask for?”
To Sir Oliver’s question, Elliott answered flatly.
“…She asked me to fake an affair with her.”
“What? An affair?”
“Yes. For only one year.”
“…Huh.”
“If she’d asked for a political marriage instead, it would’ve made more sense. But to ask for a fake affair—only for a year? I can’t fathom her reasoning or what she’s really after.”
Lost in thought, Elliott murmured to himself. Oliver let out a short, thoughtful hum before speaking.
“Granted, it is an unusual condition. But if I may cautiously offer my opinion, the young lady’s proposal doesn’t seem detrimental to Your Grace at all.”
“…You think so?”
“Yes. In fact, it might even be easier than agreeing to a political marriage. All it requires is pretending to have an affair—your reputation might take a slight hit, but if trouble arises later, you can always brush it off as a temporary lapse in judgment. And in return, she promised to assist Your Grace, correct?”
“Well, yes.”
“Then you should certainly accept. To be frank, how many times have our knights and the nobles aligned with Your Grace suffered humiliating setbacks due to schemes by that very young lady? Honestly, if she simply refrains from interfering in our affairs for a year, I see no reason to hesitate.”
“….”
“Moreover, if we’re to uncover the truth behind the death of Your Grace’s mother, Princess Liz, it’s essential to monitor the movements of Marquis Uston and Marquis Clayne—both close allies of Prince Louise. If assisting the young lady grants Your Grace access to their confidential information, it would be an unparalleled opportunity for us.”
Elliott gave a slight nod of agreement. Then, with a rigid expression, he spoke.
“…But what if that’s exactly why I’m hesitating?”
“Excuse me?”
“Exactly as I said. The terms are too favorable to me—that’s the problem. It keeps making me suspicious. What does the young lady truly gain from this? What’s her real motive? Frankly, I can’t understand it.”
Elliott shook his head.
At that moment, Oliver, who had been listening quietly, gave a meaningful smile and said,
“Then why not ask her yourself?”
“…What?”
When Elliott repeated the question, Sir Oliver nodded toward the front.
Following his gaze, Elliott indeed saw Christine Saphiel Uston standing there. With a faint upward curve of his lips, Elliott said to Oliver,
“Very well. I’ll gladly take your advice, Sir.”
He then rose without hesitation and stepped outside.
After confirming that Elliott had approached Christine, Oliver quietly drew the balcony curtains and exited the ballroom.
* * *
Back in the ballroom, I wandered about, scanning the crowd restlessly.
I was searching for Duke Haven. Just then, a low, velvety voice—soft enough to melt ears—whispered near me.
“Could it be you were looking for me?”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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