I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 155

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Chapter 155

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“The door is locked!”

 

Bang bang bang! Dana pounded on the door and shouted.

 

“Ignis, please open the door!”

 

That was the moment. The strength completely drained from the hands that had been strangling Ignis’s neck like a demon.

 

“Ignis?”

 

It was absurd.

 

Even with broken wrist bones, it had clung on desperately, yet it fell away like a puppet with cut strings at the sound of a woman’s voice.

 

Ignis, finally able to breathe again, gasped for air. He threw off the pillow that had been pressing down on his vision and sat up.

 

He hurriedly looked around, but there was no one in the room. The assailant was nowhere to be seen.

 

An empty room. Only the window was wide open.

 

Ignis hurried to the window. He looked down below, but as expected.

 

There was no one there.

 

“Ignis?”

 

It had fled like lightning.

 

That thing with superhuman strength, just because one woman came.

 

Ignis clutched his stomach where blood was gushing out and walked toward the door. When he opened it abruptly, Dana screamed in shock.

 

“Kyaa! Ignis!”

 

“Oh. You came.”

 

“What on earth happened!”

 

“I was attacked.”

 

Damn it. Ignis frowned. His stomach hurt as if it were being burned with fire. He sat down heavily and let out a low sigh.

 

Dana’s face turned pale.

 

“Blood, there’s blood…”

 

Whether a vital point had been stabbed, a large amount of blood was rapidly flowing out.

 

Perhaps because of that. His eyelids felt heavy as they drooped down, and it seemed like he might lose consciousness.

 

“Wait a moment! I’ll call a doctor!”

 

No. Don’t go.

 

Just stay here.

 

He wanted to say that, but feeling like a child, he just gave up.

 

Through his blurry vision, he saw Dana rushing out urgently.

 

He closed his eyes and exhaled his heated breath.

 

He probably wouldn’t die. He seemed to have better recovery ability than others.

 

 

 

“Actually, you’ve gotten your memory back, haven’t you?”

 

 

 

But who was that bastard?

 

 

 

“Why are you using an innocent child who knows nothing for your revenge? Huh?”

 

 

 

Revenge, what did that mean?

 

Why did he think I would seek revenge against Windsor?

 

Did the me before losing my memory have some reason to hold a grudge against Windsor?

 

I don’t know.

 

But I understood this one thing.

 

 

 

“So you seduced that innocent child. Right? That’s it, isn’t it? Huh?”

 

 

 

This current injury was the price for last night.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

That evening, Dana arrived at Windsor Estate with the unconscious Ignis.

 

Fortunately, Ignis’s life was not in danger.

 

Though it was said to be a fatal wound that wouldn’t have been strange to cause instant death—as expected, his recovery ability was beyond the normal range.

 

‘I’m glad he’s safe.’

 

On the bed. After gazing quietly at the sleeping Ignis’s face, Dana turned away again.

 

“Ignis is really okay, right?”

 

“Yes, don’t worry. He should be completely recovered by tomorrow.”

 

The doctor who had worked as the Windsor Family’s personal physician for 30 years gave a confident diagnosis. And he muttered as if talking to himself.

 

“It’s strange. Uncle Karl also fell ill as soon as he returned to the estate…”

 

“Uncle Karl?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Karl is sick? Why would that man be?

 

He seemed fine when I saw him this morning. Moreover—

 

‘The assailant who attacked Ignis was probably that person.’

 

Why is he lying sick after stabbing someone else’s stomach?

 

According to Ignis, Karl fled immediately, so there shouldn’t be any injuries serious enough to make him bedridden.

 

Though she found it outrageous, Dana put on a very worried expression.

 

“He’s bedridden? Why? Where does it hurt? Did he get seriously injured?”

 

“Ah, there is a wrist injury, but it’s fine. His recovery ability is quite good. However…”

 

The doctor cleared his throat and continued cautiously.

 

“He seems to have developed an internal illness.”

 

Internal illness?

 

What internal illness?

 

“I’m not certain, but I suspect it might be due to the recent Retilan Mine incident. He must be deeply distressed.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“I’m worried because his fever is severe. Uncle Karl has never had such a high fever before…”

 

From the doctor’s attitude, it didn’t seem like he was faking illness.

 

‘A severe fever?’

 

And an internal illness at that.

 

Well, that greedy man is facing the crisis of losing his deputy family head position. The pressure must have intensified over time, eventually causing an internal illness.

 

“I’m worried. Please take good care of Uncle.”

 

“Yes, please don’t worry too much.”

 

As soon as the physician left, the secretary came in.

 

“Miss, I’ve brought chamomile tea.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Taking the teacup, Dana glanced up at the secretary.

 

The secretary’s attitude was no different from usual.

 

She stayed out overnight yesterday, but he didn’t particularly ask about it. He probably has a general idea. Lete also knew the conditions for breaking off the engagement well.

 

“Miss.”

 

Then Lete brought up something completely unexpected.

 

“I heard that Lumiere has been arrested for violating military law.”

 

Dana almost dropped her teacup. Lumiere violating military law—why on earth?

 

“The detailed circumstances haven’t been revealed yet, but it’s certain that he’s currently imprisoned.”

 

“…”

 

“It was by order of the Crown Prince, they said.”

 

Dana bit her lips.

 

Why? How could Lumiere break military law? What exactly did he do?

 

“What about Viego Windsor?”

 

“He left to investigate the truth behind this incident. He hasn’t returned yet.”

 

Those words made her even more anxious. For even Viego to get involved, it must be serious. What on earth happened?

 

“For now, it would be best to focus on tomorrow’s Divine Trial.”

 

“…I know.”

 

Dana squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again.

 

“Don’t worry, Lete.”

 

Finally, tomorrow morning.

 

It was her last chance to break off the engagement. If she missed tomorrow, everything would go wrong.

 

‘I must break off the engagement tomorrow.’

 

There was nothing she could do for Lumiere right now anyway.

 

It was late at night, and Viego wasn’t here either. So.

 

‘First, after breaking off the engagement tomorrow.’

 

She would think about it then.

 

Tomorrow’s Divine Trial held her fate in the balance.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

Lyos was consumed with explosive rage.

 

“I love Lumiere.”

 

Because Dana was saying such things so calmly.

 

“So please give up now.”

 

No. I can never give up, even if I die.

 

“Your Highness. Please stop. I’m begging you.”

 

You’re truly cruel. How can you say such things to me?

 

When he snapped at her like that, Dana sighed as if troubled.

 

“Please stop, Your Highness. If you keep this up, we’ll both be in trouble.”

 

Lyos couldn’t contain his resentment and poured out accusations at her.

 

How can you do this to me? Didn’t you say you loved me? Didn’t you say you’d love only me forever? How can you abandon me like this?

 

When he cried out like a wail, Dana looked at him with helpless eyes.

 

That look in her eyes made Lyos feel like he was going insane.

 

It was the pitying look one gives to an immature younger brother throwing a tantrum!

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“Your Highness.”

 

A man with a sleek face and silver hair swept back appeared. It was Lumiere Roland.

 

“You really must accept it now.”

 

Lumiere was also looking at him with pity.

 

“Tomorrow is Dana and my wedding.”

 

Then he moved closer and took Dana’s hand.

 

Lyos hoped Dana would shake him off.

 

But far from shaking him off, Dana intertwined her fingers with his. Then she looked at Lumiere and smiled shyly. Lumiere smiled back at her too.

 

There was no room for doubt.

 

Right now, at this moment, Lumiere and Dana truly loved each other. There was no denying it.

 

The moment he fully realized this, Lyos just wanted to die.

 

—No, that’s not right.

 

He wanted to kill.

 

“Gasp!”

 

The moment he was engulfed by intense murderous intent, he woke from his sleep.

 

Lyos’s eyes snapped open as he quickly sat up.

 

It was his bed.

 

It had been a dream. A nightmare.

 

It wasn’t reality.

 

Lyos covered his face with his hands and let out a deep sigh.

 

The Divine Trial was tomorrow. Perhaps it was anxiety. He had dreamed a very infuriating dream.

 

“Your Highness, are you alright?”

 

Then he heard a delicate voice from beside him. He turned around in surprise.

 

Alice. It was Alice.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Lyos, who had been staring at her with dark eyes, raised the corners of his mouth.

 

“I’m fine.”

 

“You seemed to be having a nightmare…”

 

“Couldn’t you sleep again?”

 

“No.”

 

“Your insomnia is quite severe. That’s unfortunate.”

 

Lyos stroked Alice’s cheek and then pulled her close. He held her tightly in his arms.

 

“Alice. Don’t betray me again.”

 

“…I’m sorry.”

 

Now Alice wouldn’t betray him.

 

No, she couldn’t.

 

Because Lyos had agreed to turn a blind eye to her affair and her child.

 

In exchange, Alice had promised to retract her testimony. She had even written a written agreement. He had pulled her back to his side.

 

“Remember my words, Alice.”

 

Lyos whispered in her ear.

 

“I forgave you because I love you.”

 

As if hypnotizing her, quietly.

 

“I love you so much that I forgive you.”

 

Then Alice nodded with tears welling up in her eyes.

 

“Even if you can’t sleep, close your eyes and rest. I need to take care of some business for a moment.”

 

After kissing Alice’s cheek, Lyos got up from the bed. He moved to the office right next door. He sat at his desk and searched for a cigar with hands that had been trembling finely, took one out and lit it.

 

After a while, peace of mind returned.

 

He should have smoked one before going to sleep. He had a strange nightmare for no reason.

 

Lyos slowly exhaled cigar smoke and leaned back in his chair.

 

Lumiere Windsor was now in prison.

 

Since his subordinates’ lives were at stake, he wouldn’t try to escape.

 

‘Though I probably can’t hold him for long.’

 

But he could hold him until tomorrow’s Divine Trial was over. So it was fine.

 

What he was worried about wouldn’t happen.

 

That’s when it happened. Knock knock, there was a knocking sound. It was Count Cedric.

 

“I apologize for the late hour. I have something to report.”

 

“Come in.”

 

The door opened, and Count Cedric entered with a haggard complexion. He looked completely exhausted.

 

Lyos clicked his tongue.

 

“Is the Former Emperor resisting strongly?”

 

“Yes. We’re reaching our limit now.”

 

Former Emperor Wilhelm.

 

His father was currently confined.

 

Lyos had confined him.

 

Because he knew that she intended to step forward as a witness for the Divine Trial.

 

“Will you be alright, Your Highness? If this matter becomes known…”

 

“It’s fine, so just endure until the trial is over.”

 

During the first trial, he had been too naive. Like a pathetic fool, he had attended confidently, trusting only in his own innocence.

 

‘I should have prepared more thoroughly.’

 

This time, unlike during the first trial, he had installed a reliable safeguard.

 

So there would be no broken engagement.

 

There would never be a separation from Dana in his life.

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