About Becoming My Ex-Husband's Mistress - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8. Why Was He in the Same Bed as My Sister?
Dawson twisted Matilda’s wrist and wrenched her away from me.
I was grateful for the intervention.
With his massive frame, Dawson positioned himself between Matilda and me as a barrier.
“I will not tolerate any further threats.”
His voice was deep and commanding, and Matilda’s courage evaporated. She stumbled backward, trembling.
“W-who are you?”
Count Veloda Genoma and Melissa’s eyes widened in shock.
“Sister? Who is this man?”
I forced myself to remain composed.
“He’s my hired escort. I was concerned about being prevented from returning home.”
“P-prevented from returning?”
Melissa’s wide eyes began to glisten with tears.
“Sister, but we’re family… it hurts to hear you say such things.”
Melissa clasped her hands together as if in prayer, then wiped away the tears streaming down her face.
“I don’t understand why you’re doing this, but couldn’t we talk?”
Her pitiful gesture made Dawson’s eyes flick toward me.
When I shook my head slightly, his vigilant gaze returned to the others.
In the meantime, Count Veloda Genoma quickly offered his handkerchief to Melissa, his expression one of genuine distress.
“Please, Miss Bilsty, don’t cry.”
Then Matilda suddenly stepped forward again.
“Priscilla, I cannot fathom why you would suddenly change your mind when you have such a fine match as the Count.”
Even with the escort present, she showed no sign of backing down.
I took a deep breath and steeled myself.
“Mother, wouldn’t it be better if Melissa married into the Count’s family instead?”
“What?”
“Pardon?”
Both women reacted in unison, and Count Veloda Genoma’s brow furrowed as well.
“That remark is insulting. I agreed to marry you, not someone else. And Melissa is your sister.”
“You make a fair point. Then why were you in the same bed as my sister?”
It was difficult to voice, but once the words left my lips, my chest felt unburdened. Speaking the truth was more liberating than I had anticipated.
The tension and anxiety that had gripped me moments before vanished entirely.
Count Veloda Genoma, Melissa, and Matilda’s eyes went wide as saucers.
“Th-that is to say… I…”
I waved my hand dismissively and turned away.
“If the Count possesses even a shred of dignity and conscience, I ask that you not detain me.”
Count Veloda Genoma cried out in panic.
“Wait, there’s been some kind of misunderstanding!”
“Sigh…”
A heavy sigh escaped me unbidden.
At this point, a normal person would have caught the hint and backed off.
Count Veloda Genoma met my gaze without hesitation, brazenly playing innocent.
“A misunderstanding?”
“Yes! Why would you think such a thing?”
I could only laugh now.
“How could it be a misunderstanding when I saw it myself? The First Floor Room with the window left slightly ajar—doesn’t that ring a bell?”
Only then did Count Veloda Genoma flinch and step back.
“You must have realized it when I told Melissa I’d come to your room once you finished with your business. That’s how you’d know I wasn’t in my room at that time.”
Count Veloda Genoma’s mouth clamped shut like a clam.
I then turned to Melissa.
“You can drop the act of being a virtuous and gentle younger sister now. That woman you mentioned—she may have tolerated your games before, but not anymore. How unfortunate for you.”
Melissa’s lips sealed shut as well.
Matilda Bilsty, meanwhile, stood with her mouth agape, her eyes darting between Count Veloda Genoma and Melissa Bilsty. She seemed utterly unable to fathom the relationship between them.
Leaving the three of them frozen in place, I turned and left. I had boarding procedures to complete.
The three did not follow.
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In the space where Priscilla, having said everything she needed to say, departed with her hired mercenaries, only Melissa Bilsty, Matilda Bilsty, and Count Veloda Genoma remained.
Matilda Bilsty, whose lips had been moving silently as she watched the direction Priscilla left, finally turned to face Melissa Bilsty.
Melissa Bilsty felt a sinking despair at the questioning look in Matilda Bilsty’s eyes.
She never would have imagined that Priscilla, who rarely ventured outside her room no matter where they stayed, would be there of all places.
But now was not the time to reveal her true feelings.
Melissa Bilsty folded her hands demurely and prepared herself to respond to whatever Matilda Bilsty might say.
If Matilda Bilsty asked for the truth, she would lower her lashes with a sorrowful expression.
She would say she didn’t understand why she was speaking of things that never happened. That her sister had suddenly become strange.
Then Count Veloda Genoma would shake his head as if bewildered.
“Seeing how he doesn’t budge even when his sister’s future is mentioned makes me think he might have actually caught on. Sigh…”
Matilda Bilsty let out a long breath. Then Count Veloda Genoma stepped forward.
“Caught on? Surely you don’t believe what Priscilla said? Miss Bilsty and I are not in such a relationship.”
“That’s right. Sister has become strange.”
Seizing the opportunity, Melissa Bilsty quickly agreed, but Matilda Bilsty shook her head.
“She doesn’t lie.”
Melissa Bilsty’s heart sank at those words.
But Matilda Bilsty continued as if unbothered.
“Whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter. What’s important right now is something else.”
At those loaded words, doubt crept into Melissa Bilsty’s mind.
“Then what do you mean by saying it seems like she caught on?”
Matilda Bilsty lifted her eyes and gazed intently at Melissa Bilsty. But soon she shook her head and looked back toward the direction Priscilla had gone.
“We’ll talk about that later. First, we need to handle what’s urgent and important.”
Matilda Bilsty’s gaze turned toward Count Veloda Genoma.
“Don’t we need a better status, and don’t you need a source of funds?”
“That’s correct.”
Matilda’s words met no objection from me. After all, I wanted Priscilla’s fortune.
“Then we cannot afford to lose Priscilla now. Whether we apologize, promise to prevent a recurrence, or do whatever it takes to win her heart—we must bring her back and have her sign the marriage contract. If necessary, we’ll do it by force.”
Count Veloda Genoma and Melissa both agreed with Matilda’s assessment.
“Why don’t we board the ship as well? We can approach her when her escort steps away and try to persuade her.”
Matilda nodded at Melissa’s suggestion.
“Yes, that’s better. But first, we need to find out which ship that girl intends to take.”
“The only ship departing today is bound for the Capital.”
Count Veloda Genoma answered promptly and withdrew his pocket watch to check the time.
“Since there’s still time before departure, why don’t we prepare quickly and board the ship as well? First, let’s stop by the Bank to gather travel funds.”
At those words, Melissa and Matilda turned their steps toward the Bank.
Count Veloda Genoma followed behind them.
“Welcome, esteemed customers.”
Melissa and Matilda entered the quiet Bank first.
The moment they stepped inside, the employee who had been sitting upright rose and bowed respectfully.
He was the same employee who had treated Priscilla rudely yesterday and suffered the consequences.
“Why have you become so courteous?”
Count Veloda Genoma, following the two women inside, could not suppress a slight laugh at the employee’s demeanor.
“Oh, isn’t this Genoma?”
The employee was not a nobleman. But he was an old friend who associated with Count Veloda Genoma without pretense.
“What brings you here?”
Count Veloda Genoma stepped up to the counter and presented his identification badge and seal.
“What else would I come to a bank for? I need money urgently, so I’ve come to withdraw my deposit.”
“How much?”
“All of it.”
“Sigh… If you’re doing this too, what am I supposed to do? Just tell me the amount.”
“?”
The employee trembled at the look in Count Veloda Genoma’s eyes.
“I’ve developed trauma from hearing ‘withdraw all of it.'”
“Why? What happened?”
The employee glanced sideways at the Bank Manager’s desk. The Bank Manager was dozing off in his chair.
“Well, you see…”
The employee lowered his voice and recounted what had happened yesterday.
A woman with a shabby appearance had come to the Bank claiming to own a deposit of three thousand gold coins.
The three of us listening to the employee’s story forgot all propriety and gaped.
A vast sum—a woman who had come to withdraw that deposit.
No matter how I thought about it, it had to be Priscilla.
‘She seemed to have just left the hotel… So I wasn’t mistaken after all.’
Count Veloda Genoma, stroking his chin thoughtfully, asked Melissa and Matilda to wait outside the Bank for a moment.
Then he spoke to the employee.
“You stay here and chat with me for a moment. There’s something I need to confirm.”
Matilda Bilsty and Melissa Bilsty stepped out of the Bank.
The two women, recalling the appearance of Priscilla they had just witnessed, each muttered inwardly to themselves.
‘Her clothes looked so fine. That cunning vixen.’
‘This shameless, infuriating woman! With all that money, yet she pretended to have nothing and hid it from me?’
At that moment, Count Veloda Genoma emerged from the Bank with a remarkably pleasant expression.
His demeanor was entirely different from before, so Melissa couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.
“You look delighted? Did you perhaps borrow a considerable sum of money?”

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