My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 141

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Chapter 141
Kalen’s words cut through my reason like scissors.
I shot up from my seat and approached him.
“Whoever I choose to treat is my decision. You don’t get to order me around.”
I spoke with a murderous expression, but Kalen didn’t back down. Instead, he stepped forward in one long stride.
“Is that so.”
His face drew close. Kalen’s eyes, stopping right before me, churned like molten lava.
“Do you love money that much?”
His fervent anger caught me off guard internally.
Why was he so furious?
Right now, Kalen was on the verge of losing his reason. I couldn’t fathom the cause.
“Can 500 million gold break your pride?”
But the reason didn’t matter. He needed no justification to insult me.
“That’s harsh language, Kalen.”
“Am I wrong? Don’t you despise your brother? Then you shouldn’t care if he’s injured or not. Yet you treat him directly?”
He let out a hollow laugh, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
“How is that different from selling your pride for money?”
My expression grew calm and composed.
Perhaps because my anger had peaked, I became oddly rational instead.
“I don’t know how many times you’ll repeat the same thing. Whatever I do is my decision. It’s not your place to interfere.”
“I see. So that’s how it is.”
He smiled in an uncharacteristic, twisted way.
“If pride can be purchased, I’d gladly buy it too.”
“…What?”
“I’ll give you 500 million gold—no, twice that amount. So please, never treat your brother directly again. Do you understand?”
At those words, Orsini finally rose to his feet.
“This bastard must have a death wish.”
He was about to throw a punch, but I raised my arm to stop him.
“Hey, back off. There’s no reason to tolerate such nonsense——”
Splash!
Orsini’s words cut off.
I grabbed the vase from the table and hurled its contents directly at Kalen’s face.
Thud. The flowers fell limply to the ground.
“Are you coming to your senses now?”
I asked quietly.
“I have no interest in talking to someone who’s lost their mind.”
“…”
“If you have something to say to me, come back when you’re thinking straight.”
Kalen didn’t respond.
Instead, he wiped the water dripping down his face with his hand, brushing his wet hair back.
When I lowered my hand again, his eyes had grown even darker.
“I apologize. I was disrespectful.”
“Well, at least that’s something.”
I thought he was about to apologize, but I was mistaken.
“This estate employs five physicians who received formal medical training at the Academy.”
I had misjudged the situation entirely.
“There is no need for you to involve yourself, sister.”
In Kalen’s eyes, embers of unextinguished fury flickered and danced.
“So please refrain from practicing medicine without authorization.”
“Are you calling me a quack right now?”
I was speechless. He had witnessed me treat Lucy with his own eyes.
And after entrusting Lucy’s health management entirely to me, how could he say such a thing?
“Orsini is a precious talent of House of Adis. He is hardly someone to be treated with remedies of unknown origin.”
At those words, Orsini snorted derisively. Yet he seemed to have abandoned any intention of lunging at Kalen.
Instead, he folded his arms and settled in to watch, as though savoring my downfall.
“…Remedies of unknown origin?”
Kalen’s words were devastatingly effective at trampling my patience.
“Then why don’t you just throw me out?”
I spoke in a low whisper.
“No matter what you say, I will do as I please. I won’t hesitate to act against your wishes. So cast me out from this estate.”
For the first time, Kalen’s words failed him.
“Remove me from your sight. Problem solved, isn’t it?”
“…”
“What will you do if I don’t obey you willingly? Will you force me? The way you do with Isabel—will you issue a confinement order?”
My voice grew louder with each word.
“Do you plan to lock me away like Isabel, unable to leave the house? Simply because I won’t listen to you?”
“…That’s…”
Kalen bit his lip.
“Isabel is different. She refuses to apologize to you.”
“Don’t make me laugh. You confined her because she wouldn’t listen to your demand for an apology.”
“…”
“I never wanted Isabel’s apology, nor do I need it.”
An apology—such a trivial thing means nothing.
Words like that cannot change anything.
“If you thought you could treat me like Isabel, you’ve made a grave mistake. If my presence offends you, then cast me out. That is the only way you can force me to leave.”
In the next moment, my gaze shifted toward the door, where Princess Joanna and Isabel stood together, lingering.
Why were they here?
‘Do they have business with me?’
Regardless of their reason for coming, they had clearly witnessed this entire debacle.
At the shock written across Princess Joanna’s face, I felt a grim satisfaction.
The more I witnessed such pathetic displays, the easier it became to manipulate her. Yet….
‘Why is she like that?’
Isabel was gazing at me with glistening eyes and an expression of genuine emotion.
* * *
That evening, Kalen was processing accumulated documents.
Or rather, he was attempting to.
But he accomplished nothing. The fountain pen in his grip had long since lost its purpose and fallen still.
Hours earlier, Princess Joanna had arrived with Isabel to see Kanna, and their conversation had remained unfinished.
What had they discussed?
Why had they come to find his sister?
He had excused himself from the room, so he couldn’t know what they’d talked about. Or rather, beyond that….
‘I said something harsh.’
She must have been hurt. That wasn’t my intention.
I need to apologize.
Even as he thought this, the memory of Kanna’s hand touching Orsini’s thigh sent a surge of heat through his mind.
A violent impulse rose within him—the desire to strip away the skin of his brother where her touch had landed.
And simultaneously, resentment bloomed toward Kanna. Why had she fallen for such an obvious ploy?
She must have done it intentionally.
That bastard Orsini had seduced her with money.
Money. What was the significance of such a thing?
The family would provide whatever she desired, so why did she constantly seek to increase her personal wealth?
What did she truly want?
What could she possibly desire that made her so obsessed with earning money?
‘Could it be…?’
Was she still dreaming of establishing a branch family?
Father had not permitted it. He himself had resolved not to consent either.
As long as they opposed it, Kanna could go nowhere.
She must know this truth well.
‘Could she be planning to flee?’
Such suspicion flickered briefly before vanishing.
His sister was no fool.
She would know that evading the pursuit of House of Adis was impossible.
But then, why accumulate money at all?
Why had she abandoned him? Why….
After countless questions, he finally rose from his seat. He intended to go apologize to Kanna.
He didn’t want to be despised any further.
* * *
Kalen encountered Maid Lea before Kanna’s bedroom.
“Where is my sister?”
“She’s sleeping. I was just returning from checking on her bedchamber.”
“Go ahead.”
As Kalen nodded, Lea fixed him with an anxious gaze.
She hesitated for a moment before finally responding.
“Master Kalen, the young lady is in deep sleep at the moment.”
Kalen stared at Lea intently. Unable to bear his piercing stare, she eventually lowered her head.
“…I apologize.”
Once the intruder had vanished, Kalen entered Kanna Adis’s bedroom without hesitation.
In the darkened room, Kanna Adis lay sleeping on her chamber bed.
Kalen approached with measured steps and sat carefully at the bedside. She did not open her eyes, confirming that her deep slumber was genuine.
He gazed down at her in silence.
Asleep, she seemed almost childlike. Her innocent appearance captivated me so completely I could not tear my eyes away.
Devastatingly beautiful.
And frighteningly enchanting.
I traced every feature of her face with my gaze as though committing it to memory.
Before I realized it, my hand reached toward her. The moment my fingertips brushed her cheek, an electric current pierced through me.
Silk-soft to the touch. So impossibly smooth that I thought my hand might dissolve into her skin without complaint.
And imagination flowed as naturally as water. If her cheek was this soft, what of other places?
Her lips, for instance…
Suddenly I squeezed my eyes shut. Even imagination alone felt like stepping into the realm of sin.
I hastily withdrew my hand. Yet a hollow sigh escaped me immediately after.
No matter what I imagined, reality would never grant it.
She despises me.
Scorns me, hates me, treats me as nothing more than a tool to be discarded at will.
That truth was so absolute I could not afford even futile hope.
The harsh reality crushed my chest. I could not breathe, as though a burning stone had lodged in my throat.
Only endless sorrow and despair remained. I thrashed like a drowning man in an inescapable pit.
‘If only I had never known.’
Then I would have spent my life revering you as my sister eternally.
A perfect life would have unfolded. I would have been betrothed to Princess Joanna, and I would have found you an excellent husband for your remarriage…
“Mmm.”
Then Kanna Adis stirred.
And she rested her cheek against my hand, which lay extended across the pillow.
In that instant, the world tilted before my eyes.
Soft skin filling my palm, warm body heat, lips brushing against my hand.
A rapture incomparable to the mere touch of fingertips flooded through me, and my entire body trembled. And I understood with the force of lightning.
‘No.’
Thirst ignited like wildfire. I swallowed hard, my eyes burning as I gazed down at her. At Kanna Adis, asleep and leaning against my hand.
‘No. It was always going to end like this.’
Hoping for her remarriage?
Ridiculous. A bitter laugh escaped through my lips.
‘So it’s come to this.’
Kalen heard the sound of his own heartbeat. That loud, resonant pulse cleared his mind with crystalline coldness.
He brushed his thumb beneath her eye, and the sensation of her lush lashes against his fingertip felt unbearably precious.
What if she opens her eyes?
No—I wish she would open them.
I wish she could see me as I am in this moment.
Then you would be shocked.
Would you despise me even more?
What does it matter? I’m already hated.
The instant that thought crystallized, Kalen heard something collapse within his mind—a deafening crash.
The remnants of conscience, guilt, self-loathing, and all those useless things that served no purpose in seizing what he desired—they shattered into fragments.
Splintered into countless pieces.
In that same moment, he understood: there was no stopping now. He didn’t want to stop.
Kalen knew exactly what he had to do. The clarity of it lightened his heart.
He felt neither sorrow nor anger anymore.
He had never failed to obtain what he wanted.
“Sleep well.”
Kalen whispered softly and withdrew his hand from beneath her face.
As his warmth receded, a sharp emptiness pierced through his chest.
Yet he bore it willingly.
To possess something greater, he needed to prepare.
Extensive preparation.

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