Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain’s Daughter-in-law - Chapter 142

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From that day on, Calaudin, Evan, and I stayed at Podeilin’s Villa. Calaudin and Evan each had their own rooms that they had used before.
I looked around for a while before choosing a room with an excellent view.
The conversation had ended, and we all dined together in the evening. Now it was time for each of us to retire to our rooms and rest.
The moment Evan entered his room, he washed up and then stood before the mirror, lost in thought. His face had certainly suffered considerable damage. It was only natural—he hadn’t slept or eaten properly since I fled.
“What I want as a birthday gift is….”
“Is there something else you want to say!”
There was no way I could have missed the subtle seduction he had let slip, yet I cut off his words with unwavering resolve.
Evan pondered seriously. I had once complimented his body, saying it was kind and amusing. So it couldn’t be a matter of his physique. Then had he failed simply because he was too ugly?
‘Was it pity that moved her?’
Evan replayed yesterday in his mind once more. Honestly, I had seemed somewhat overwhelmed yesterday.
Even when I chose my room earlier, he felt a slight disappointment.
He had even brought up the words “birthday gift,” but faced with my firmness, he couldn’t bring himself to suggest that we share the same room. Instead, he had hoped she would follow him inside.
He worried that perhaps he had enjoyed it too much alone. If I said I disliked it, of course he should stop—but that seemed harder than death itself. This was precisely why he had tried not to lay a single finger on me from the beginning.
He sighed, looking at himself in the mirror.
‘Still, in my past life, it seemed Laria said it was okay first….’
According to the vision, I had said it was fine and to go all the way, but he had stopped upon seeing my physical condition.
‘Still, at least he heard such words.’
Evan, who had begun referring to his past self as “he,” unconsciously furrowed his brow.
‘…I’m envious.’
The him in the vision carried a forlorn atmosphere. Having endured abuse alone since childhood without my attention, his personality seemed to have been shaped into cold indifference.
His thoughts continued. If the past version of himself, now gone, were to meet the current him, what advice would he give?
The answer was simple. Instead of worrying about such things, he would tell him to look at the face of the woman he loves just one more time. He would say that he desperately wanted to see her but could not.
Originally, by his twenty-first birthday—around this time—I would already be dead. That thought left no room for hesitation.
Evan sprang to his feet and headed toward my room.
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I chose a room with decent scenery and the finest bathroom attached. I hastily received a set of indoor clothes from a maid and immediately instructed her to order several outfits from the finest dressmaker in the area.
If it were Lisa, she would have prepared everything promptly and efficiently.
Now that I thought about it, I missed Lisa. I wondered if she resented me for deceiving her all this time.
Thinking of the people at the Count’s Manor, Olivia came to mind as well.
I had naturally expected her to be furious and say I should have slapped me from the start. Honestly, the letter asking me to come to Rivien with my lover was shocking. But seeing the postscript that said I had done nothing wrong and would withdraw, it didn’t seem like a forged letter. I was curious about what reaction she would show when we met again.
As I put on the indoor clothes and began preparing for bed, the door opened without a knock.
Thinking it was a question about my clothing order, I sat on the bed and spoke without even turning around.
“Expensive and good is my taste, so don’t ask me about every detail. Just bring me the best you can find.”
“What should I do.”
But the voice that reached my ears belonged not to a maid, but to Evan.
“It seems I’m quite a good man, after all….”
He spoke with a slight laugh.
“It’s just that I’m not expensive for you. Will I still be to your taste?”
“Huh? Evan?”
I blinked, my expression bewildered.
After all, he had said he had his original room and went there instead.
“It’s not just inexpensive—it’s practically a steal. Are you sure that’s okay?”
Just like in the past, I still thought I didn’t understand Evan well.
Until now, he had been the type to maintain boundaries—affectionate yet cold, a composed pretty boy. And yesterday, he was like a pathetic puppy, tears streaming down his face.
So I had softened toward him, thinking he must have a weak nature that he’d been hiding all along. Honestly, when he clung to me crying as if asking for pity, the image of the thirteen-year-old cute Evan came to mind.
But now Evan was showing yet another side of himself. Leisurely, composed, and somehow languid. The atmosphere made it seem absolutely ridiculous that he would cry with that expression on his face.
“You said you have your original room.”
When I spoke abruptly, he chuckled.
“Well.”
Evan approached slowly and sat beside me.
“I only said I had my original room that I used to stay in.”
“That’s the same thing.”
“Laria.”
He smiled with his eyes narrowed softly, and I realized for the first time that he could smile like that. Now that I thought about it, his indoor clothes seemed a bit loose too….
“Being married is really something.”
“Huh?”
“At times like this, we can use the excuse that it’s natural for us to share a room since we’re husband and wife.”
Our hands began to intertwine carefully.
My heart suddenly raced, because I never knew Evan was the type of person who could speak like this. Even after becoming an adult, he had always drawn lines and maintained distance, so I could never have imagined him approaching me with such eye-smiling charm.
“Like when you were thirteen.”
I finally sensed the identity of this new atmosphere Evan was emanating.
He spoke while gently scratching the back of my hand with his fingers.
“Do you know why I’ve been making such a fuss all this time without laying a single fingertip on your body?”
I stared intently at Evan. His jet-black hair and distinctive features that looked like those of a villain with a story were etched into my eyes. He was seducing me right now.
“If I hold your hand, I’ll want to hold something else, and if I kiss your lips, I’ll want to kiss somewhere else. That’s why I’ve been restraining myself from the start.”
In other words, in a completely different way than wheedling and coaxing like yesterday to get what I wanted.
“Evan.”
Succumbing so easily to this visible seduction was truly not a rational action.
“Why are you like this…. Every time you show me this new side of yourself, I really don’t understand you.”
Of course, there was no need to be too rational in front of a handsome man, especially my husband. My heart, already halfway gone, pounded rapidly.
“Think simply. I am….”
He took my hand and slowly drew it up to his lips.
“…your husband who’s desperate to look good to you. That’s all my essence is.”
He pressed his hot lips down onto the back of my hand. My entire body tensed and shrank back.
“If you want to refuse, refuse without making excuses.”
Evan whispered against the back of my hand without moving an inch.
“If you tell me to remain a good child, I will.”
Even the air between us seemed tense, as if it might burst.
“I told you. I have nothing but the desire to look good to you.”
His hot lips moved slowly across the back of my hand.
“Since the moment I first met you.”
I held my breath for a moment before answering.
“You’re lying.”
To deliberately seduce me like this while speaking of being a “good man”—he was truly a terrible adult.
“Caught.”
Our gazes locked.
“Laria, even now, I love you enough to destroy an entire world without hesitation….”
My heart pounded so fiercely it felt as though it would touch his ear.
“…but my desire for you is difficult to destroy. It seems you are greater to me than the world itself.”
“Evan….”
“If you dislike such things….”
“No. I don’t dislike it. I truly don’t.”
I slowly withdrew my hand from his grasp.
And I cradled his cheek.
“Thank you for saving me, for finding me, for living.”
In the original world, he was an indifferent man. But he was a man of pure devotion who would destroy an entire world for me. In this world, his focus is fixed solely on me, so neither of us truly knows what his nature is anymore.
“I love you, Evan.”
Last night, I was too preoccupied with receiving his relentless movements. So, noticing his hesitation and his attempts at seduction, I quietly kissed him first and whispered.
“As solemnly as the weight of this world… Mmph!”
…I had intended to kiss him solemnly.
But his body descended upon me like a beast, and I found myself pinned beneath him on the bed.

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