Lady Devil - Chapter 192

192.

The breath he exhaled lowly was like a blue flame. His sister’s eyes opened wide as she directly received that desolate and hot breath. Her mouth, still not fully closed, gaped open and shut. If she had the strength to move, she would have immediately grabbed Johannes’ words and questioned him in bewilderment.

What is it? Whose rumors are you picking up about whom? Inette had no idea about the remnants of the past that had completely rotted under her brother’s still tender throat. What on earth are you talking about?

Johannes swallowed back the breath he had buried to the bottom.

He didn’t care about Inette’s feelings, who was anxious and restless, unable to follow the conversation. Nothing was visible to him. His mind had long since gone. Only the sensation of his protruding canines piercing the inside of his mouth was acute. With every cold breath, the smell of blood lingered. Just as he could no longer endure the rising anger like a stone.

Trembling.

“You….”

He spoke again.

“Didn’t you fervently desire your brother to the point of killing him and then reviving him? You dressed up that corpse that followed your words like an empty cart, without any consciousness…. You cared only for him, ignoring your lover who stood behind you with eyes wide open. But why can’t it be me? Why not this brother who has the same face as him, with conditions twice as good as before?”

“……”

“You say I’m not even worth using, let alone someone to give affection to…. That the one you’ve chosen over me is just a mere court gentleman…. You’re satisfied? Oh, really….”

“……”

“…You know it’s a terrible joke to me.”

“Johan.”

“I still remember your eyes looking at him, wet with tears. Now that I try to name it, it was something that easily surpassed ordinary affection. Compared to those eyes of yours, my passionate love for you or deep brotherly affection becomes something as boring and lukewarm as the flowers under the bridge all year round. You don’t know those eyes. But unfortunately, I remember. I remember, Inette. I do. No, this damn ‘body’…. Still….”

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