I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 118

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Chapter 118

Do you like me?

Dana stared at him blankly.

Karl’s face as he asked was simply gentle. As always, so affectionate and kind…

Why did it feel rougher than ever before?

A strange sense of threat washed over her, and Dana almost stepped backward.

But it was only her imagination.

“Yes.”

In reality, she replied as if entranced.

“I like you.”

Dana whispered, burying her cheek in his large hand.

“I like Uncle so much.”

His palm touching her lips was warm.

“When Uncle jumped into the sea, I wanted to jump in after you.”

It was sincere.

She really had wanted to jump in after him.

To jump into the sea, cut off his finger, and retrieve the ring.

“So please don’t ever do such a thing again. Don’t ever abandon me and leave like earlier. Never again…”

Never again, don’t make me lose the sacred relic.

Because of you, I almost got trapped in this world.

Swallowing the reproach that rose to her throat, Dana slowly closed her eyes. She felt like this resentment might be discovered if she wasn’t careful.

‘I must never fall into such a dangerous situation again.’

She couldn’t lose the sacred relic so futilely.

She would never create such a situation again. To do that.

‘I’ll cut off his finger and steal the ring.’

She would claim it as soon as possible.

If she couldn’t take it while he was alive, then even by killing him.

But unfortunately, Karl Windsor was a monster. A monster who survived even an explosion.

How could she take the life of a monster?

There was only one way.

“There’s no one more precious to me than Uncle.”

To make him trust her completely and let his guard down perfectly.

“So please don’t leave me alone. I only have Uncle.”

She slowly opened her eyes. Then, shedding the tears she had beautifully crafted while her eyes were closed, she lifted her head.

“Uncle likes me too, don’t you?”

“Of course.”

Karl answered without hesitation. At that moment, Dana had to forcefully swallow the laughter that was about to burst out.

Ah, yes. Of course he would like me.

‘He must really like my fortune.’

She liked his sacred relic, and he liked her fortune.

And they were both trying to steal from each other, even if it meant killing.

The situation where they both wanted to kill each other yet acted with all their might, pretending to love while deceiving each other, was simply laughable.

“So please promise me. That you won’t recklessly jump into danger again.”

“Alright.”

Karl Windsor smiled.

“I promise, Dana.”

Suddenly, Dana narrowed her eyes.

Karl Windsor smiling in the sunlight was too dazzling. He was radiant, just like the sun.

At that moment, she thought.

There couldn’t be such a beautiful swindler in this world.

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“Hmm, hmm hmm hmm.”

After finishing his conversation with Dana, Karl walked toward his guest room.

“Hmm hmm hmm.”

He couldn’t help but hum.

He was in such a good mood that he couldn’t stop.

Why wouldn’t he be?

He had been worried all this time that Dana might hate him, might no longer trust him, might no longer depend on him.

The threatening letter she had received—she never told him about it in the end. She had consulted Lumiere instead of him.

So Karl had been constantly worried.

That Dana might have chosen Lumiere as her new source of support.

‘Well, Lumiere is a fine fellow even in my eyes.’

Moreover, Lumiere was younger, unmarried, and had no children. Perhaps Dana felt romantic attraction toward him.

‘Yes, age can’t be ignored. Since Lumiere is younger than me, he probably has much in common with Dana.’

Karl truly envied that Lumiere was in his twenties like Dana. And he became anxious.

What if Dana liked Lumiere?

What if she wanted to marry Lumiere?

It was possible.

They shared no blood, and Lumiere could transfer to the Roland Family anytime he wanted.

If the two married, Dana’s inheritance rights would go to her spouse, not her guardian.

Just imagining it made his stomach churn.

‘That can’t happen. Dana’s fortune is mine.’

He had been gloomy all along, thinking it might be taken away—

But it was needless worry.

“Please send Karl Windsor back to me.”

“Please send that person back to me again.”

Heh heh heh heh.

Karl walked down the corridor, letting out silly laughter. He entered his guest room and enjoyed a very long shower. After washing thoroughly, he came back out to the room and got dressed.

‘Hmm? What’s this?’

He discovered the note on the side table just as he finished buttoning his shirt.

[Come to my guest room as soon as you see this.

It’s fine if you’re late.

—Sandra Windsor]

Karl tilted his head.

Had this note been there earlier?

He had gone straight to shower upon entering the room, so he hadn’t noticed—

‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’

He leisurely left the room. Walking toward Sandra’s guest room, he thought.

Sandra. His wife.

Come to think of it, he had been fighting with Sandra frequently lately.

Because he had gotten angry multiple times, saying he couldn’t wait until he completely obtained Dana’s inheritance rights, and that they should abandon everything and leave together.

Perhaps Dana had also vaguely noticed.

That Dana was the existence driving their couple apart.

‘Could that really be why?’

Was she trying to distance herself out of consideration for him?

Was that why she didn’t consult him about receiving the threatening letter?

Karl became serious.

If that was really the case. If Sandra was the obstacle preventing his relationship with Dana.

Then….

“….”

Karl stopped walking.

Before he knew it, he was standing in front of Sandra’s guest room. A strange smile formed on his face as he looked at the guest room door.

He slowly grabbed the door handle of the guest room and turned it. Click, the door handle stopped halfway.

The door had been locked from inside.

However, the moment Karl applied some force, crack, the lock broke.

Creak, the door slowly opened.

“….”

Sandra was lying on the bed, asleep.

Karl leaned leisurely against the door and looked at Sandra. He also observed the young man holding her in his arms.

Yoris, was it? He was Sandra’s servant.

“…Mmm.”

Just then, Sandra stirred. She drowsily lifted her eyelids.

Their eyes met.

“….”

Her face seemed to be trying to determine whether this was a dream or reality.

Karl smiled brightly at his wife’s dazed face.

“Did you sleep well, Sandra?”

“K, Karl?”

“Yes. It’s me.”

“Why, why, why, why are you here?”

From his wife’s reaction, Karl was certain.

As expected, that note wasn’t sent by Sandra.

Someone had lured him here to show him this scene.

Someone who wanted to tear apart the relationship between Sandra and him.

Doing such a cunning, fox-like thing so cutely and charmingly.

“K, Karl. So this is….”

Sandra hurriedly tried to sit up, then quickly pulled the blanket when her naked body was exposed.

“I, I fought with you, so in anger, I drank… I’m sorry. Karl, I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“What?”

“I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything, so don’t be too flustered.”

At those words, Sandra made an expression as if she’d been hit on the back of the head. Karl smiled awkwardly and scratched his cheek.

“Then go back to sleep, Sandra. It’s still dawn.”

With those words, Karl turned around. He left the room. Thud, thud. He walked down the corridor back toward his own room.

“Hehehe.”

Laughter flowed out again.

His steps were light.

His mood was so elevated that he felt like he might fly away. Like he might go to some distant, dizzying place— ah, yes.

Like the moment of climax.

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