I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 163

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Chapter 163

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sandra signed with trembling hands.

 

She was no longer a Windsor.

 

“Good work, Sandra.”

 

Finally, all the procedures were complete.

 

Having signed the last document, Sandra felt as if she had aged ten years.

 

“Did it really have to come to this, Karl?”

 

Sandra asked in a hoarse voice. She had cried so much that her throat was sore.

 

“Everyone points fingers at me. They say I cheated on a husband like you, everyone condemns me.”

 

“Well, Sandra.”

 

Karl looked genuinely regretful.

 

“You should have accepted the divorce from the beginning.”

 

Karl had initially proposed an amicable divorce. However, Sandra refused until the very end, so he eventually filed a lawsuit.

 

And he revealed that Sandra had affairs with forty-seven men during their marriage.

 

He had thoroughly prepared both evidence and witnesses.

 

Karl really had known everything all along.

 

Sandra looked at Karl with dead fish-like eyes.

 

But why did he suddenly push for divorce now?

 

When he had said it was fine to take lovers?

 

Sandra thought she knew the reason.

 

“It’s because of that girl.”

 

Sandra knew.

 

After this divorce was finalized, Karl would travel with Danae.

 

As if celebrating their divorce.

 

How disgusting it was.

 

“It’s because of Danae, isn’t it?”

 

Dana. Dana. Danae Windsor.

 

Now that name was like a nightmare.

 

Sandra had tried to kill Danae several times.

 

The Savage Tribe Shaman who had made the potion for Alice. She had obtained poison from that man.

 

She had her lover Yoris secretly put it in Danae’s tea and snacks several times.

 

But Danae still hadn’t died.

 

It had to be one of two things.

 

Either Danae was immune to poison. Or.

 

‘Yoris betrayed me and didn’t put in the poison.’

 

It was probably the latter. On the day she divorced Karl, Yoris disappeared like foam.

 

Her tattered heart no longer even hurt.

 

She just quietly realized.

 

“It was because of Danae.”

 

This divorce was because of Danae.

 

Not because of the affairs.

 

Karl was the man who had even encouraged her to take lovers.

 

She was being divorced because of Danae.

 

“Did Danae perhaps tell you?”

 

Danae might have told him that Alice’s biological father wasn’t Karl.

 

Otherwise, why would he suddenly change and push for divorce!

 

“Danae told you, didn’t she?”

 

Yes. That must be it. That’s why he became so cold to her!

 

“Dana said what? What?”

 

“About Alice! Danae told you, didn’t she?”

 

Then Karl tilted his head.

 

“You mean that Alice isn’t my real daughter?”

 

“…!”

 

Sandra’s mind went blank. Shock swept through her entire body.

 

She had tested the waters just in case, and it was as she feared. He did know. Danae must have told him!

 

“Dana would never tell me such a thing.”

 

…What?

 

“Dana hates seeing me get hurt.”

 

Karl added as if he found such a Dana very adorable.

 

“Anyway, that girl really has such a soft heart.”

 

Sandra was caught in agony as she stared at Karl, when suddenly she felt nauseous and dry heaved.

 

“Ugh, urgh!”

 

“Sandra? Are you okay?”

 

Karl hurriedly patted her back. His touch was so gentle that Sandra got goosebumps.

 

“Get away!”

 

Slap! She struck his hand away. She was disgusted.

 

“I knew it! Karl, you have ulterior motives toward that girl, don’t you?”

 

“Huh? Ulterior motives?”

 

“Did you think I wouldn’t know? You actually love that girl, don’t you? Disgusting, really—!”

 

Sandra’s tongue went limp as she was about to condemn him.

 

Because Karl looked so dumbfounded.

 

“What kind of strange talk is that.”

 

He soon let out a hollow laugh as if he was astounded.

 

“Me, with that girl?”

 

That bewildered face, that voice, those eyes looked so genuine.

 

“How can you imagine such a bizarre thing? Sandra. Haven’t you gone a bit mentally unstable?”

 

He looked like he had truly heard something absurd.

 

Is that so? Am I mistaken?

 

For a moment she thought that, but Sandra soon straightened her back and shouted.

 

“The one who’s mentally unstable is you, Karl Windsor! You’ve been chasing after Danae Windsor’s tail for years! You acted like you’d give her your heart!”

 

“I would if I could.”

 

“What, what did you say?”

 

“I want to do everything I can for that girl. Isn’t it normal to feel that way?”

 

Karl nodded with a serious face.

 

“There’s just a little over a month left now.”

 

A little over a month left?

 

For what?

 

A beat too late, Sandra realized.

 

 

 

“I should cut it short.”

 

 

 

The day marking the 5th year of guardianship.

 

The day she would fully gain inheritance rights.

 

Only a little over a month remained until that day.

 

Though she had heard these words many times before, Sandra’s faith had gradually faded.

 

It had been inevitable given the circumstances.

 

Karl’s interest in Danae was so fervent it made her sick to her stomach.

 

But was that plan still valid?

 

Was he even counting down the days?

 

Without time for further conversation, Karl rose from his chair.

 

“Well then, I’ll be going first.”

 

“Karl! Wait—”

 

“Goodbye, Sandra. Please take care of yourself.”

 

Sandra watched his retreating figure before screaming like a shrew.

 

“I’ll tell her! I’ll tell Danae that you’re after her fortune! I’ll tell everyone!”

 

“Do as you wish. But I hope you’ll think carefully, Sandra.”

 

Karl replied with laughter in his voice.

 

“You have something you don’t want to lose too, don’t you?”

 

Her words were instantly cut short.

 

Sandra’s jaw trembled. How, how could he make such a low, despicable threat?

 

“Karl! Wait!”

 

But the door closed. Karl left the room.

 

Really, he had exited in an instant.

 

Why was he leaving in such a hurry?

 

He was going to her, wasn’t he? Because he missed her? Because he had to travel with her? Because he wanted to give her everything?

 

Because he was going to kill her soon?

 

Because he felt sorry for her?

 

Her head was spinning. It was like a tangled mess of thread.

 

Was it really true? Or was it just bluffing after all? A lie?

 

‘No, it doesn’t matter.’

 

Sandra staggered to her feet.

 

It didn’t matter. Whether Karl was sincere or not. It was certain he harbored such a plan.

 

She would help ensure Danae’s early demise according to plan.

 

She absolutely had to.

 

Only then did she feel like she could survive.

 

The thought of Dana and Karl living in that house, just like now, sharing similar scarves, really made her feel like she would die.

 

No, it seemed like it would be better for her to die rather than witness such a sight.

 

‘Yes. I’ll help ensure your plan succeeds.’

 

Fortunately, she had someone to help her.

 

She had various acquaintances after all. Starting from the person who made the potion for Alice—

 

To Alice’s biological father.

 

Yes, that man would be willing to help.

 

‘Even if your heart changes, I’ll help ensure the plan succeeds. By any means necessary.’

 

As a duty of a former wife, without fail.

 

So he could inherit Danae’s fortune that he so desperately wanted.

 

 

 

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That night, very late.

 

Dana was still working.

 

“Tell Mr. Yoris that I appreciate his hard work staying by Sandra’s side all this time.”

 

But it wasn’t easy to concentrate.

 

 

 

“In my world, my name was Yeon Dana.”

 

 

 

When did I say those words to Karl?

 

When exactly?

 

My head hurts.

 

It had been like this ever since that day. Dana endured the throbbing headache while doing what needed to be done.

 

“Make sure to give him sufficient compensation. You understand?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Meanwhile, the secretary’s report continued.

 

“About the girl you rescued from Kaltusa Territory, Miss.”

 

“What about her?”

 

Dana tried to focus.

 

Right, the girl who had almost become a sacrifice in Kaltusa Territory before.

 

She had wanted to see her one last time too.

 

“She had been living without problems under the Windsor Foundation’s support, but… it seems she ran away recently.”

 

“Ran away?”

 

“Yes. I’m sorry. I’ll inform you again as soon as we find her.”

 

She ran away? That girl?

 

It felt unsettling.

 

She was a girl who had almost become a sacrifice. A girl who knew how frightening the world could be, so why would she carelessly run away? Why—

 

 

 

“Yeon Dana.”

 

 

 

When exactly did I have such a conversation with Karl?

 

‘No, focus, let’s focus.’

 

Dana squeezed her eyes shut.

 

Tomorrow morning, Dana would leave on a trip with Karl.

 

That would be the end.

 

Dana had no intention of returning to this estate ever again. She planned to steal Karl’s ring and escape.

 

All preparations were complete.

 

So tonight was her last night at Windsor Estate.

 

Therefore, she needed to finish all her tasks quickly before leaving. There was no time to be swayed by distracting thoughts.

 

“Miss, and do you remember? The letter that exposed the Crown Prince’s affair.”

 

“Yes. Of course I remember.”

 

“I think we’ve found out who sent it.”

 

Dana’s head shot up.

 

“Who?”

 

“It seems… sent it.”

 

“…”

 

Dana looked at Lete with an expressionless face.

 

What?

 

Who did he just say?

 

‘Is he joking?’

 

No, no. Lete was serious. He even seemed certain.

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Yes. Shall I tell you about the tracking process?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Lete began his report.

 

The tracking began with investigating the ink used in the letter.

 

After securing a list of people who had purchased that ink, Lete climbed up through the tightly woven web-like relationships and finally, after almost a year, found one person’s name.

 

It was the name of a man she knew.

 

“Really, that person?”

 

“Yes.”

 

She couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t accept it.

 

But Lete was the kind of child who would rather not report at all if she wasn’t certain…

 

“Miss?”

 

Dana pushed back her chair with a clatter and stood up from her seat.

 

“I’ll be back in a moment.”

 

She muttered a word to Lete and walked away with long strides. As she did, she thought.

 

Perhaps it no longer mattered who had given her that letter.

 

After all, she had broken off her engagement with Lyos, and now that letter had nothing to do with her life.

 

Tomorrow she would leave on a journey with Karl.

 

Nothing mattered except cutting off that finger to obtain the ring.

 

But.

 

‘Tonight is my last night at the Windsor Estate.’

 

She would never have occasion to return here again.

 

So she wanted to solve all the remaining mysteries of this place before leaving.

 

Whatever they were, all of them.

 

Creeak. Dana opened the door.

 

The dark room, where only dim moonlight had settled, was Viego’s office.

 

That day, Dana had sat at that assistant desk helping Viego with his work all day, when she discovered that letter late in the evening.

 

That letter someone had left behind.

 

Walking slowly toward the desk, Dana thought of something else.

 

This time about Divine Sight.

 

About that bizarre ability that had confused her these past few days.

 

‘There were times when I couldn’t read the future.’

 

But she had always read the past.

 

At least until now, there had never been a single time she couldn’t read the past.

 

Then wouldn’t now be a good opportunity to test it?

 

‘Yes, I want to solve as many questions about this ability as possible before I leave.’

 

She was also sick of being manipulated by an ability she couldn’t understand.

 

With that mindset, she approached the desk. Slowly, very slowly, she placed her hand on the desk.

 

The day she had obtained that letter.

 

She wanted to see who had given her that letter.

 

‘Show me.’

 

As she commanded, scenes instantly filled her vision like waves crashing in.

 

It was right here, this place, this desk, but the color of light coming through the window was different.

 

Instead of dim moonlight, blindingly bright sunlight poured down.

 

And someone entered the room.

 

Thud, thud. Polished black shoes walking leisurely. The gentleman’s cane held in hand tapped the floor rhythmically.

 

Tap, tap, tap…

 

The sound stopped in front of the desk.

 

After a moment, fingers wearing white gloves descended elegantly. Placing a letter beside the documents. It was a movement as clean and quiet as the texture of the snow-white gloves.

 

Then without hesitation, he moved his long legs and turned around. Five steps, then stopped immediately upon walking.

 

Because the door opened and a woman entered.

 

The man didn’t panic and slowly put his hand in his jacket pocket.

 

It was a relaxed and leisurely motion, but it was clearly an action born from a desire to hide something.

 

Even though there was already nothing in his hands.

 

Lest any trace be revealed from fingertips that had stiffened ever so slightly.

 

To add perfection to completeness.

 

 

 

“You were here early. I’m sorry for being late.”

 

 

 

Then that woman—she, Dana smiled carefully.

 

 

 

“Viego Windsor.”

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