Lady Devil - Chapter 172

172.

“Uh… Ah!”

A small exclamation burst out. Unexpectedly lifted into the air by Johannes, Giovinetta Isolde Yuricates Valdemar hastily used both hands to cover her skirt that was flowing down to her lower abdomen.

“My goodness…. Johan. You don’t seem to find me heavy at all. How can you lift me up like this?”

Johannes cut off her dazed question by abruptly turning his body. His gaze, which hurriedly followed his furrowed brow, immediately fixed on the bed. The dagger embedded in Javier’s nape wouldn’t leave his mind.

The memory, which had been merely an unhealed scar, now felt like nectar soaking his brain. Yes. If I must soon send you away, I’d rather remain as the most terrible man in your life, wearing the face of your brother. Only then can I dare to die with your dagger in my neck and remain by your side, if only as a corpse you cherish dearly.

No.

No. No. No….

He anxiously refused inside his pale lips. But even he didn’t know exactly what he was refusing. Was it a refusal of himself, who sympathized so deeply with the malice of the dead man that he had been hearing like an auditory hallucination?

Or was it a refusal of his sister, who wouldn’t move as he had been fantasizing all along? Only the image of Giovinetta Isolde Yuricates Valdemar groaning like an evil spirit, completely shattered in his grasp, seemed so real and cruel that it might soon occur.

It was utterly incomprehensible. Could a person fear their own desire? Johannes unconsciously shook his head like someone with a migraine. Most likely, it would be impossible. Ah, so surely this is not my desire. This is all that man Idris’s doing.

It’s all your fault. His frozen lips were chilling. Into that mouth, Johannes muttered like Idris. It was you who had multiple options from the start, he said. You could have chosen to look at me tenderly as a lover, he said. But you didn’t choose that, he said. Now, all that was left for her was the second-best option.

The second-best option.

It was for Giovinetta Isolde Yuricates Valdemar to harbor the same intense emotions towards Johannes himself that she might have felt for Javier in the past. This night. You and I will settle this once and for all. In the end, he was blinded with rage.

Because his entire being, trying to mechanically follow evil instincts, was burning up and his legs were so tense that he felt he would go mad.

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