The Villain Has Gone Mad For Me - Chapter 52
“Get out! Get out now!”
The director pushed Ivy out as if chasing away a bad stray dog. Her heart crumbled.
“How can you look at me with that expression? I’m not a monster!”
Ivy’s anger, which rose to the top of her head, was all directed at Latieana.
“It’s all because of you! Die! Latieana! You’ll never be happy! Do you think I’ll just stand by and watch?”
Everyone’s attention turned to the appearance of a nobly dressed aristocrat. When Latieana’s adoption was announced and everyone offered congratulations, Ivy took advantage of the coachman’s absence to get tools from the warehouse and headed for the carriage.
[This is the timeline separator]“She was a pretty child, wasn’t she?”
“Yes. She seemed clever too.”
The husband nodded in agreement with his wife’s words.
“The room should be pink. It would suit her well, wouldn’t it? We’ll install a white lace canopy on the bed. And…”
“Dear, take it slow. We still have a whole week.”
“What are you saying? We only have a week. Girls need so many things. We have to prepare dresses, jewelry, all sorts of things.”
“Alright, alright.”
“But what if she doesn’t like my taste?”
“Your sense is well-known in society, so she’ll surely like it.”
“Really! That would be nice.”
The noble couple laughed as they talked about Latieana in the carriage heading to the capital. The entire journey out of the village was filled with talk of Latieana.
The couple promised to come back for Latieana in a week after making preparations. Having tried for a long time without success to have a child, Latieana’s adoption was an immeasurable joy for the two.
“We’ll love her so much. Let’s raise that child beautifully.”
It was then. Near the cliff on the mountain path leading to the city with the portal, the carriage suddenly lost balance.
“Kyaak!”
“Dear!”
Thud! As the couple embraced each other in the violently swaying carriage, the wheel nuts came completely loose. The carriage lost balance and plummeted down the cliff in an instant.
It was because Ivy had loosened the nuts, but no one could figure out the reason.
With the couple’s death, Latieana’s adoption fell through.
Latieana cried sorrowfully again, and Ivy smiled secretly under her blanket.
Time passed, and it was a day just before turning twenty.
On her way back from buying groceries on an errand for the director, Ivy pricked up her ears at a conversation nearby.
“Did you see? Her hair is really pretty, isn’t it?”
“Who doesn’t know that, idiot? It’s not just her hair. Latieana’s face is incredible too.”
“I’ve called dibs, so don’t even think about it.”
“That’s not fair. Isn’t the first to speak the winner? Do you like her that much?”
“Anyway, I’m confessing first.”
The village had grown quite a bit over the years, and the number of boys their age had increased.
The problem was that the boy who expressed interest in Latieana was the one Ivy secretly liked.
“He likes Latieana? Not me?”
Not at all aware of how she appeared to others, another hatred bloomed in Ivy’s heart.
Soon after, it was on her way back from another errand for the director in the village.
This time, she was with Latieana.
As they entered the path leading to the orphanage, a tall man appeared before them holding a single red rose. It was the one Ivy had a crush on.
“Take it, Latieana.”
“Why don’t you give this to your girlfriend?”
“Then will you be my girlfriend?”
“What? That joke isn’t funny. You’re kidding, right?”
“Yeah. It’s a joke. A joke.”
It couldn’t be a joke. He was just letting it go because Latieana seemed to dislike it.
Ivy knows that sincere feelings were contained in that playful confession.
They’re all so stupid. And I’m so perceptive!
Ivy, hunching her shoulders and glancing sideways at the situation, bit her lips hard through the hair covering half her face.
So hard that blood dripped.
Though she was almost an adult, Ivy’s heart seemed to have stopped at her childhood, warped.
No one compared Latieana and Ivy, but she compared herself, falling into an inferiority complex.
The stronger her jealousy towards Latieana grew, the more completely distorted her mind became.
The man who had confessed to Latieana only then noticed Ivy due to her rough breathing from uncontrolled anger. He frowned with an unpleasant expression and stepped back.
“Latieana, I’ll see you next time.”
“Okay, take care.”
The one she had a crush on smiled and greeted only Latieana before turning away. I’m right here! He ignored me!
Ivy stared intently at the red rose in Latieana’s delicate hand.
“La, Latieana. Th, that flower is pre, pretty.”
“Oh? You think so? Do you want it, Ivy?”
“Ca, can I?”
“Sure. That rose suits you well too.”
Ivy snatched the red rose that Latieana held out as if stealing it.
“Kuk, kheuk, keuk.”
A strange laughing sound leaked through her teeth.
Right. Actually, wasn’t he trying to give this to me? This flower suits me so well. That man must have known. Didn’t he pretend to give it to Latieana because he was shy to give it to me? Because I’m too beautiful?
That’s right! It was originally mine, but Latieana stole it. This was actually my flower!
On the outside, Ivy was a stuttering and quiet girl, but behind her deeply bowed head and frizzy brown hair like a broom, her eyes were sinister. Her thoughts flowed as she pleased, and her unstoppable strong jealousy turned into resentment and eventually became an unending curse.
“Latieana, die. Die quickly. Someone like you…!”
In the early dawn, Ivy was glaring at Latieana as always after waking up.
Then she saw a beautiful pink light rising from Latieana’s body.
“Wh, what is that?”
Ivy’s lips, which had been spewing curses, stopped in bewilderment for a moment.
“…!”
The strength left her sharply torn eyes. Despair covered her face.
Everyone knows that light. It was the healing power that saints possess.
As the light grew brighter, Ivy found it difficult to keep looking and ran out of the orphanage.
“Why? Why? Why? Why on earth? How come? How come!”
Barefoot and in pajamas, Ivy ran mindlessly and arrived at the place where she had torn Latieana’s hair tie to pieces and thrown it away long ago.
She had come to where her feet led her. It was the place where she had hidden the result of the first time she stole and ruined something of Latieana’s.
The burnt tree was still dead, half-rotten.
Breathing heavily, Ivy was out of her mind.
Drip, drip. Rain started pouring suddenly, and Ivy began frantically digging through the muddy soil.
Her fingertips became instantly covered in wounds, and tears mixed with rainwater flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.
“Latieana being a saint candidate! It can’t be!”
Sparkle. The cubic zirconia she dug out of the muddy hole was still shining like new.
Ivy clutched the cubic tightly in her blood-filled hands and cried loudly.
“Why not me? Why!”
She gritted her teeth so hard her jaw might break. In front of her was a bone-dry, sharp tree like prison bars.
“Should I break this off and stab her?”
The moment that thought crossed her mind, black smoke began to rise from Ivy’s toes.
The whites of her eyes gradually turned pitch black.
“Kuheck!”
Her body arched backward like a bow.
Rainwater flowed mercilessly into her eyes, nose, and mouth, and pain that felt like her insides were twisting overwhelmed her.
“I, I feel like I’m dying…!”
The moment she had that thought, Ivy collapsed like fainting onto the soil she had dug up.
When she opened her eyes again, Ivy had become calm as if she were a different person.
Her mind was filled with information she had just learned. As if she had known it since birth.
“I can become the real one.”
A spell to steal Latieana’s power swirled clearly in her mind.
[This is the timeline separator]Ivy, who had been recalling the past, sharply opened her eyes. The whites of her eyes were so bloodshot they looked like the blood vessels might burst at any moment.
Blood vessels popped up on her forehead and jaw from how much force she was using.
“Damn Latieana.”
A wench she truly wanted to kill.
Ivy thought of Edan who had come to save Latieana.
He was rumored to be strong with a splendid appearance, but she hadn’t been particularly interested until seeing him with her own eyes.
Killian and Hillstain had been enough.
They too were handsome men second to none in the empire.
But the moment she saw Edan at the ball, Ivy was seized with the desire to have him. She thought she wanted to have that beautiful man whom all the nobles looked up to. But for some reason, he already knew Latieana.
Moreover, he came to save Latieana at a crucial moment.
In the end, the man she wanted to possess most was looking at Latieana again.
The corners of her tightly closed lips trembled as if having a seizure.
I don’t care what relationship Duke Edan has with Latieana.
I’ll burn all of that cursed hair to ashes! That’s how it will end up.
Latieana. I’ll make sure no one can praise your beautiful skin either, all of it.
Because it’s mine. Because it’s rightfully mine to have.
The admiring gazes, the tireless praise of beauty, the finest men of the empire, they’re all mine.
Ivy stroked her own hair, which unlike in the past, was now soft and glossy.
It was then.
“Ah, no…!”
After gasping out those words, she suddenly began trembling all over.
From her jewel-sparkling fingertips up her arms, her skin was turning pitch black as if burning.
“Heuk, heuk.”
In an instant, cold sweat poured down like rain.
Ivy emitted a flood of red healing power.
A saint’s healing power cannot heal oneself. It is a power solely for ability users.
Nevertheless, Ivy was trying desperately to cover up and hide the price of black magic with the healing power she had stolen from Latieana.
Only after a long while of pouring red healing power all over her body while curled up on the floor did the rotting skin faintly disappear from view.
Only then did Ivy slump to the floor in relief and look up at the empty air. Her bloodshot eyes shook unfocused.
‘I need to completely take Latieana’s power as soon as possible. Make it completely mine.’
The next day, Ivy adorned herself as usual.
“Crown Prince Killian has left for the duchy?”
“Yes, Great Saint.”
“How long will it take?”
“I’m not sure, but since the Empress accompanied him and it’s related to state affairs, it seems it will take quite some time…”
Ivy turned around abruptly and chewed on her nails.
“What about Sir Hillstain?”
“I believe the Knight Commander went with them as well.”
“I see. You may go.”
“Yes.”
No. This can’t be happening.
For even Hillstain to leave at this critical time when every moment counts.
Latieana’s healing power is fully charged in her body right now, but separately from that, her body is rotting from the side effects of black magic.
Ivy’s eyes narrowed.
I should not have missed the chance last time.
Ivy’s expression was heavy as she moved through the corridor for her weekly audience with the priest.
‘Come to think of it, has Hillstain come to me recently…?’
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One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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