I Will No Longer Live As Your Villainess (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
“Viscount Lorilors confessed to me right away that he fell for me at first sight, and I grew fond of him too because of his boldness. When a man and a woman who’ve both developed feelings for each other are left alone in a room, how could they possibly not start dating?”
Lorencia smiled at Anne, but inwardly, she replayed again and again the vile scheme Anne had intended to carry out through Lorilors. Twisted emotions mixed with anger surged violently within her.
“As Madam Anne says, he’s very well-mannered and a wonderful person. Far too good for someone like me.”
“No. Don’t date him.”
“Why not? Weren’t we locked in a room together so we could become lovers?”
“No! You already have His Highness Prince Luans.”
“His Highness Prince Luans isn’t my lover.”
“You ungrateful girl! Do you even remember who made you the lady of House Count Paul Heredian!”
“It was thanks to His Highness Prince Luans.”
“Then you should understand that!”
Anne raised her hand without mercy. A sharp *whoosh* followed by a loud slap echoed through the room. Lorencia’s head snapped sideways from the force of Anne’s strike.
“Don’t you dare date Viscount Lorilors!”
“No. I like Viscount Lorilors.”
Anne raised her hand again, took a breath, and slapped Lorencia even harder in exactly the same spot as before. A burning pain flared up on Lorencia’s skin as if it were on fire.
“If I say no, then you accept it as no!”
“I’m going to see Viscount Lorilors. He’s my first ever lover.”
At Lorencia’s words, Anne lashed out once more. Lorencia’s frail body wobbled unsteadily, nearly toppling over, but she gritted her teeth, braced herself, and straightened her upper body.
“If I tell you not to see him, then don’t see him!”
“Why are you acting this way? It’s truly puzzling—why do you act as if something terrible will happen to you if I see him, Madam Anne?”
At Lorencia’s single sentence, Anne’s face turned deathly pale.
“So it really *is* troublesome for you, then.”
Lorencia slowly lifted her head, which she’d kept lowered, and swept her flowing red hair behind her shoulders. Beneath her long eyelashes, her violet eyes glinted faintly.
“You should have prevented an irreparable disaster before it even happened.”
Lorencia warned Anne with a chillingly indifferent expression, as though she’d washed away every trace of emotion. Anne’s spine ran cold—she clearly felt she was being deliberately provoked.
“There’s no such thing as an irreparable disaster for someone of House Paul Heredian. I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what you just said. Listen carefully, Lorencia. If you don’t break things off with Viscount Lorilors, I’ll kill that little kitten of yours.”
Anne issued the threat calmly. If someone dared provoke her, she’d simply provoke them right back.
She judged this threat would work perfectly on Lorencia—and she was right.
“If you want that cat to live, you’d better behave properly.”
“I’m sorry, Madam Anne. I’ll break things off with Viscount Lorilors when he visits tomorrow. So please, don’t hurt Leo.”
Lorencia bowed deeply at the waist and lowered her head before Anne.
“Good. You should’ve come to your senses like this from the start.”
“I’m sorry. Please don’t kill Leo. I’ll settle things with him tomorrow.”
Back in her room, Lorencia let out a quiet laugh. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. The cheek she’d been slapped on was swollen and bright red. With time, a deep purple bruise would surely bloom near her eye. But she didn’t care—it wasn’t as if this was the first or second time she’d had bruises like this.
Lorencia sat motionlessly on the edge of her bed. She remained still for a long while, lost in thought. Before she knew it, late night had fallen. Roused by the sight of starlight pouring in through the terrace windows, she rose from her seat.
Having reached a decision, Lorencia flung the terrace doors wide open. She walked straight to the railing and looked up at the moon. Gazing at its soft silver light, she gently curved the corners of her lips.
Lorencia undid the amethyst pendant around her neck. Staring at the gemstone glinting in the moonlight, she let out a pained groan and collapsed where she stood. Though she squeezed her eyes shut tightly, tears and saliva smeared her face. Cold sweat clung her hair to her forehead and cheeks from the searing agony. Clutching the amethyst pendant tightly in her fist, she pressed her hand over her mouth and endured silently for a long time.
[This is the timeline separator]Luans visited Count Paul Heredian’s estate and sought out Lorencia. Today, he’d sensed something different about her.
“Your Highness Prince Luans. Yesterday, I learned social dancing for the first time.”
“Social dancing? Ah, right—your debutante ball is coming up soon. Was it difficult?”
“My instructor was wonderful. And….”
Lorencia’s voice grew quieter in response to Luans’s question. She fidgeted shyly, looking flustered.
“I’m glad you had a good teacher.”
“Yes. He’s very polite and just… wonderful in every way.”
“It’s fortunate Madam Anne arranged such a good dance instructor for you.”
Luans found Lorencia’s unusually cheerful expression strangely unfamiliar. He studied her face carefully. Just as he slowly reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, he noticed her cheek was swollen and red—likely from being struck by Brandt or Anne.
“You got hit again?”
“It’s fine.”
Luans suppressed his rising irritation as he asked. He loathed having to feign concern for Lorencia’s injuries. That was precisely why he’d told them to strike where it wouldn’t show—but they’d ignored him and left a mark in plain sight.
Her face was already unattractive with no cheeks to speak of; now swollen, it looked grotesque.
“Right. If it’s fine, then that’s good. Later, apply a warm compress or something.”
Luans gently stroked Lorencia’s red hair and spoke kindly.
“Yes.”
“By the way, Lorencia—have you had any dreams lately?”
“As a matter of fact, I did dream last night.”
“Tell me what it was about.”
“I dreamed that in the Polloid Empire, the beautiful Her Highness Princess Charlotte and His Highness Crown Prince Adrian became engaged.”
Luans smiled with satisfaction. Now it was confirmed—the monster’s power had truly awakened.
“Your dream was accurate, Lorencia. Princess Charlotte of the Polloid Empire is already here at the imperial palace.”
“Could it really be that my dream came true?”
“Yes. This confirms it—your dreams are prophetic. Now listen carefully to what I’m about to say. There must be a rule governing your prophetic dreams.”
“A rule?”
“For example, whenever you sleep while thinking of me, you dream about things related to me.”
“Is that how it works? But Prince Adrian’s engagement doesn’t seem related to you, Your Highness Prince Luans.”
Lorencia bit her lip, looking genuinely confused about what Luans meant. Every time this happened, Luans grew frustrated. Lorencia tried her best to listen closely, furrowing her brows slightly in concentration—but still seemed unsure.
“You seem unusually distracted by what I’m saying today.”
“I guess it’s because my body hurts.”
“Hurts?”
Luans glanced again at Lorencia’s swollen cheek. She usually endured even worse beatings—so claiming pain now seemed like sheer exaggeration.
“I danced for hours yesterday, so my body feels terribly sore. Plus, my cheek hurts, and I made a promise for today…”
“Lorencia, do you really think it’s sensible to dance social dances for hours like a fool? You should’ve taken it easy. Why push yourself so hard? Did you enjoy learning dancing that much—or was it the man’s arms you liked?”
“…….”
“Lorencia. Are you going to answer my question or not? Answer quickly.”
“I will. I was just thinking for a moment.”
“Thinking?”
“Yes. I was thinking about your question, Your Highness Prince Luans.”
“Lorencia, I’ve told you before—don’t think at all, just follow what I say. Why do you keep disobeying me? That’s exactly why you keep getting punished.”
“You’re right, Your Highness. But when you asked that question, I couldn’t help but think of him.”
Lorencia’s cheeks flushed like the evening sky, and an unshakable smile graced her lips.
“You asked if I enjoyed learning dancing—or if I liked being in that man’s arms.”
“Did that even sound like a real question to you, Lorencia?”
He’d meant it sarcastically—but something felt off. Normally, Lorencia would’ve immediately replied, “I’m sorry, Your Highness Prince Luans. Please don’t misunderstand.”
But instead, she treated his remark as a genuine question and said she was thinking about it. Luans stared at her suspiciously, trying to make sense of the situation.
“I think you might be right, Your Highness Prince Luans.”
“Right about what? Just say it clearly—I’m getting impatient!”
“After thinking it over… I guess I really did like being in that man’s arms, just as you said.”
“Lorencia—you’re telling me, right to my face, that another man’s arms felt good?”
“I never expected to feel this way.”
“How unbelievable.”
“Madam Anne introduced him as a fine gentleman—my debutante escort and first dance partner. And she was right—he truly is a wonderful man.”
“Wait a moment… Lorencia.”
Luans listened calmly to Lorencia’s words.
“He told me yesterday he’d fallen for me at first sight.”
Luans strained his mind as hard as he could, trying to comprehend what Lorencia was saying.
“And right before we parted after yesterday’s dance lesson, he confessed to me.”
“Confessed?”
“I can hardly believe it myself—so you probably can’t believe it either, Your Highness.”
Lorencia was nineteen, yet plain and unremarkable in appearance.
Who in their right mind would fall for such a girl at first sight? Only a madman would confess like that—or else Lorencia was lying to him. That must be it. Yet… she had no reason to lie.
“We decided to start dating as of yesterday.”
“That’s absurd. What lowly worm dared—”
Flustered, Luans pressed a hand to his mouth, desperately holding back the curse threatening to spill out. Just what kind of man had Anne assigned as a dance instructor?
“He’s actually coming to the estate today to pick me up. We’re going on something called a ‘date.’”
“Hold on, Lorencia—you said *date*?”
“Yes.”
“And what about me, who came here to see you?”
“I planned to go on the date after you leave.”
“No—what am I to you, then, when I come to see you?”
“Huh? Why would you ask something like that?”
“Give me a straight answer.”
“We’re friends, aren’t we?”
“Friends? You think of me as just a friend, Lorencia?”
“Yes. Weren’t *you* the one who asked me to be friends, Your Highness Prince Luans?”
He’d deliberately sought her out in the tower room and offered his friendship. She’d been overjoyed. But she never knew that moment of friendship began the instant she accepted a cup laced with poison.
– Knock knock –
At the maid’s voice behind the door—“Viscount Lorilors has arrived. I’ve shown him to the drawing room.”—Lorencia simply told Luans she’d go meet him and hurried out of the room, leaving Luans alone.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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