My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 29
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Chapter 29
A thorny silence pressed down upon them.
“So?”
Orsini Adis’s chest heaved dramatically, his breathing hot as flame.
“So you think you can take revenge? You, of all people?”
Every syllable that fell from his lips dripped with vicious contempt, shame, and fury.
“Ha, yes! It’s infuriating, I’ll admit. I didn’t recognize the filth that you are and spouted nonsense. But what of it? Do you think you’ve accomplished something grand?”
“….”
“You think someone like you could insult me!”
Yet his words belied his eyes—those irises swollen with heat, trembling as though they might burst at the slightest touch.
“Yes.”
“…What?”
“It seems I’ve succeeded?”
In that instant, Orsini Adis’s grip tightened with renewed force.
“You must have a death wish. Do you truly believe anyone would care if you died?”
“Ugh.”
“No! I could kill you right here and now, and no one would bat an eye. That’s what you are. That’s you, Kanna Adis!”
My breath grew shallow. Could he truly be strangling me to death?
The moment that thought crossed my mind, he shoved me away violently. I tumbled backward, but the soft grass beneath cushioned my fall—it didn’t hurt.
When I hastily lifted my head.
“….”
Orsini Adis had already vanished.
I lay there dazed, my eyes darting about.
‘What?’
Did he really leave?
Just like that? So quickly? So… anticlimactically?
Staring at the empty space, all my energy drained away. I collapsed backward onto the grass.
‘Is that all?’
It couldn’t be.
Orsini Adis, ending it with just a bit of throat-squeezing and a shove? That wasn’t like him at all.
‘Is he drunk? If he were in his right mind, he’d never stop here.’
I’d heard that when he drinks, he becomes even more brutal….
Because I’d anticipated his violent outburst, the disappointment cut deep.
‘I went through all that effort to provoke him.’
I’d actually been waiting for him to strike me—once or twice.
Clear evidence. The kind that leaves marks. A split lip, a swollen cheek—like before.
With that, I could use the assault as justification to demand my father arrange my departure from this place.
‘This will fade quickly and leave no trace. If Orsini Adis denies it, I have no way to prove it….’
Why was he being so uncharacteristically restrained? Since it had come to this, he should have at least struck my cheek to leave evidence before leaving.
‘Well, at least watching him tremble with rage was somewhat entertaining.’
The trembling of fingers gripping my nape lingered still, and laughter spilled from my lips.
Orsini had likely never been toyed with so thoroughly in his entire life. He must be mortified beyond measure.
‘Should I be satisfied with this and leave?’
I rose to my feet, smoothing out the wrinkled hem of my skirt and brushing away each blade of grass before lifting my head once more.
And I met blue eyes.
“….”
A chill ran down my spine.
It was Silvien Valentino.
* * *
How long had he been standing there? I hadn’t sensed his presence at all.
‘Surely he didn’t see everything?’
I glared at him before spinning around sharply.
When I tried to walk in the opposite direction from where Silvien stood—toward where Orsini had departed.
“Not yet.”
His voice.
I stopped without thinking. And I doubted myself.
Was he speaking to me?
“There is still grass clinging to you.”
“….”
I turned slowly, unable to believe it. It was no mistake.
‘He spoke to me?’
Silvien Valentino had initiated the conversation.
He had. With me.
Something that had never happened before.
‘Why?’
In Ju-hwa’s memories, Silvien Valentino was always the one who merely answered.
Not once—truly, not a single time in seven years—had he ever spoken first.
And yet… he was speaking to me over mere grass?
“…Yes.”
I quickly composed myself and averted my gaze once more. Where exactly was this grass he spoke of?
As I turned my head this way and that, searching….
‘What?’
Footsteps approached—neither hurried nor leisurely.
‘What is this?’
I swallowed hard. Was it my imagination, or was he drawing closer?
‘Surely he’s not coming toward me?’
No, whether he was or wasn’t, what did it matter to me?
I tried to ignore it, but it was impossible.
Like a vast glacier drifting toward me, his overwhelming presence and that frigid aura could not be dismissed.
At last, those footsteps halted behind me.
“…!”
Something brushed across my spine. In an instant, goosebumps erupted and crawled down the nape of my neck.
I swallowed my breath sharply and glared at him.
“Just now….”
That man had just touched my back!
“What are you doing?”
“Here.”
A blade of grass dangled between Silvien Valentino’s fingers. I stared at it fiercely before crying out.
“Next time, just tell me. I can remove it myself.”
Silvien Valentino did not answer.
Instead, he gazed at the green fragment caught between his fingers as if observing it.
“You seem to have rolled around quite vigorously.”
The blade of grass fell from his fingertips. His gaze followed its trajectory downward, then rose again.
His eyes were austere and detached, yet they had already taken in everything.
My skirt, crumpled beyond recognition.
Handprints on my neck.
And my disheveled hair.
“Did that man leave without even tidying you up?”
“…?”
That man?
‘What is he talking about?’
I furrowed my brow.
He seemed to be referring to Orsini Adis, but since he had approached from the opposite direction, he apparently hadn’t confirmed the man’s identity.
“For you to choose such a man, Miss Kanna Adis, your taste in men is truly appalling.”
“…?”
I was confused for a moment, but then it suddenly clicked.
Silvien Valentino was misunderstanding something. He seemed to think I had been rolling around with another man in ‘that way’.
In other words, something like a passionate encounter in the Garden.
‘What a stroke of luck.’
Wasn’t this the perfect opportunity to make Silvien Valentino take the initiative for a divorce?
Until now, Silvien Valentino had used me quite effectively as a puppet doll.
A duchess who lived quietly, as if present yet absent. Aside from the tiresome affection he displayed, he would have been perfectly satisfied.
If I demanded a divorce, he would accept it, but he had no intention of taking the initiative. I was too convenient a duchess to replace.
Perhaps if there hadn’t been that incident where I clung to his feet, weeping and wailing when Josephine had beaten me—he might have saved me then.
Because I was useful.
But if that woman were having an affair with another man? And with a woman who had been chasing after him like a dog?
Even without any feelings for me, he might find it unpleasant.
He might decide it was time to replace me with another puppet.
‘If Silvien Valentino takes the initiative, I should be grateful. Father will have to accept it eventually anyway.’
As my thoughts reached that point, the corners of my mouth nearly lifted.
‘This is a good opportunity.’
I barely managed to compose myself, clearing my throat with a deliberate cough.
“You’re right.”
“….”
“My judgment of men has been terrible until now.”
“….”
“That’s why I ended up marrying the Duke, isn’t it?”
“Then you’re admitting it?”
I dropped the act entirely.
“Admitting what? What exactly?”
“What indeed.”
Silvien Valentino’s eyes narrowed into thin slits, the frost gathering in those pale blue eyes turning particularly glacial.
“At night, in a deserted Garden, looking so disheveled.”
“….”
“My, your face is quite flushed.”
“Is it? I was actually disappointed it was less intense than expected. Though it seems my face is still red.”
My throat had been squeezed enough to flush my face, but it certainly was less violent than I’d hoped. I would have preferred to see Orsini Adis struggle more fiercely.
I smiled shamelessly and bowed at the waist.
“Thank you for attending to such trivial details, Duke. However.”
I exhaled a somewhat exasperated sigh.
“Since when have you taken an interest in my private affairs? There’s really no need for that.”
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