My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 79

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Chapter 79
“Hello, Isabel.”
“Sister.”
Isabel looked me up and down.
“You look beautiful today. Isn’t that dress from El Andor?”
“Is it?”
“You didn’t know?”
“No, I’m not very knowledgeable about such things. Kalen gave it to me as a gift.”
Isabel’s eyes darkened noticeably.
Countless noble ladies lined up to obtain an El Andor dress, and Isabel was one of them.
‘Brother Kalen brought it directly for her.’
If Kanna hadn’t existed, that dress would have been mine.
The thought twisted my heart violently.
‘Everything should be mine.’
I knew why Kalen had turned away from me.
Because of Kanna. Because he discovered I’d been tormenting Lucy because of Kanna.
That’s why his heart turned away from me.
‘So now it’s my sister’s turn.’
If Kanna mistreats me, if Kalen sees it, everything will return to how it was.
Isabel deliberately commanded with arrogance.
“What are you doing? Don’t block the way. Move aside, sister.”
The Kanna of late never yields easily. So she wouldn’t simply step aside.
‘What?’
Yet unexpectedly, wasn’t Kanna backing away?
No, she shouldn’t give in so readily!
“Even cold water has a hierarchy, as they say.”
Ah, never mind. Isabel just blurted out whatever came to mind.
“When the moment comes to divide the upper from the lower, the lower will be you, sister.”
She spoke harshly, hoping I would grow angry.
“No matter that we’re sisters, your unclear birth doesn’t change, does it? So step back when you should.”
I simply listened. I couldn’t understand why she was suddenly picking a fight.
‘What’s her purpose?’
Wasn’t this an obvious and childish provocation? It was crude slander, embarrassing to even hear.
‘Is Isabel actually weak at verbal sparring?’
I considered just nodding and ignoring her out of annoyance.
“If you can’t follow through, don’t start in the first place.”
Mother’s words suddenly crossed my mind.
So, despite my irritation, I decided to engage with Isabel.
“I don’t understand what you’re saying. My birth is unclear? What does that mean? I am Alexandro Adis, the legitimate daughter of Duke Adis.”
“To be precise, you’re a concubine’s daughter. I’m the legitimate one.”
The moment Kanna took the bait, Isabel struck with delight.
“Well, and do you really think our blood is mixed? From what I can see, you don’t resemble Father in the slightest.”
She then raked her gaze over Kanna as if dissecting her.
“You don’t look like him at all.”
“….”
“If a stranger saw Father and you together, they’d never guess you were parent and child.”
Once the words left her lips, they sounded rather convincing.
She’d simply spouted whatever came to mind, but wasn’t it the truth?
‘That’s right—now that I think about it, Sister Kanna and Father share absolutely nothing in common.’
Black hair, black eyes. Skin so pale it seemed almost translucent. Double eyelids drawn as if by a brush, lush lashes, and eyebrows in a delicate arch.
Lips red as if stained with flower petals, unusually full, and that beauty mark beneath her right eye—it was enviably captivating.
In contrast, she herself, Father, Orsini, and Kalen bore a completely different appearance.
Skin with a subtle tan, eyes with the sharp, single-lidded gaze of a honed blade. Short lashes, dark brows, and strong, defined facial lines.
Both were undeniably beautiful, yet entirely different in kind.
There wasn’t a single resemblance between them.
‘That’s strange when I think about it. How can there be absolutely no resemblance?’
I’d heard the House of Adis descended from the Holy Knights, and their bloodline ran particularly strong.
That is, regardless of whom they married, Adis traits would manifest prominently.
Even Lucy was born with Father’s distinctive emerald eyes and almond-shaped gaze.
“Refrain from such remarks, Isabel. That’s questioning Father, and moreover, it brings shame upon the House of Adis.”
Kanna sighed and tried to move past Isabel.
But then Isabel quickly pivoted and struck Kanna’s shoulder hard with her own.
“…!”
The blow was so forceful that Kanna was driven backward in a single strike.
One step, two steps, three steps—in that instant of stumbling backward.
Kanna saw Isabel’s face.
The expression of a wronged, startled victim, prepared for pain.
In that moment, Kanna understood Isabel’s intention.
“Kyaaah!”
The next instant, Isabel tumbled backward dramatically.
I felt the gazes of nearby nobles converge sharply upon me. Acutely aware of their attention, I thrashed violently across the bridge. My elbow scraped painfully against the stone.
It hurt. But I had to endure it.
‘I need to bleed. I need the skin torn open and bleeding. Only then will Brother Kalen be angry. He’ll see that Sister hurt me…’
Splash!
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
“S-someone fell in!”
…What?
Isabel blinked, sprawled on the ground.
What was that sound just now?
It sounded like something had fallen….
At that moment, I sensed multiple presences rushing toward me. Isabel quickly contorted her face into an expression of agony, groaning pitifully.
Finally, people were coming to help her up!
But then.
‘Why… why are they just passing by?’
Those footsteps simply continued past Isabel, heading toward the far end of the Bridge.
She had been ignored.
She had tumbled across the Bridge, yet everyone had walked past her without a second glance.
Isabel’s mind went completely blank as she lifted her head.
A throng of people crowded at the end of the Bridge, peering down at the Pond below—where violent ripples undulated and foam bubbled to the surface.
‘Surely not.’
At that moment, a noble man cried out urgently.
“The Duchess of Valentino has fallen into the Pond!”
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‘Did I overdo it?’
I, Kanna Adis, had deliberately thrown myself into the Pond while feigning to be pushed, allowing my body to sink calmly beneath the surface.
‘No, to truly break Isabel’s spirit, this much was necessary.’
It appeared she had been planning to frame me. So I had decided to strike back with an even more devastating accusation.
‘Besides, Isabel’s jealousy was understandable enough.’
Blub, blub.
I exhaled bubbles thoughtfully. I could fully comprehend Isabel’s motivation for attempting such a reckless and clumsy act.
She must have believed that whatever Kalen gave should belong to her instead.
However, I intended to leave Kalen alone for the time being. Which meant Isabel’s jealousy would only continue to fester.
So it was right to nip this in the bud from the start, troublesome as it was.
‘If she’s going to play the victim, she should do it properly.’
Just like I was doing.
Since I had committed to becoming a genuine victim, I would now wait for someone to rescue me.
‘I can swim, after all.’
A noblewoman who had fallen into the Pond. One who couldn’t even swim, no less. That would make her look far more pitiful.
Splash!
I heard the violent sound of water erupting. A strong arm suddenly wrapped around my waist, pulling me upward through the water.
“Gasp!”
Breaking the surface, I exhaled roughly. Then I immediately went limp, feigning unconsciousness.
‘Face, turn pale.’
When an accident occurs, the one who suffers the greater injury is deemed the victim.
Isabel had fallen from the Bridge, while I had plunged into it. And having lost consciousness on top of that, there was no question—I was the victim here.
“Good heavens, what on earth has happened!”
“How did she fall into the Pond?”
“She seemed to be speaking with Isabel Adis just moments ago.”
“Could Isabel Adis have pushed her?”
“Hush, be quiet!”
The murmur of voices flowed exactly as I’d anticipated.
‘Naive Isabel. If you’re going to do this, do it properly. What’s the point of just falling over?’
I leaned against my savior’s chest with perfect composure. I planned to endure like this for a while longer, then wake up around this evening.
That was when—perhaps having just realized what happened—Kalen’s urgent voice drew near.
“Sister! What on earth has occurred!”
“Sir Kalen. The Duchess of Valentino has fallen into the Pond.”
“The Physician will arrive shortly, so please do not worry.”
“It appears the accident happened while she was speaking with Miss Isabel Adis.”
Among the flood of information, one sentence struck Kalen’s ears harshly. He fixed his gaze upon the noblewoman who had just spoken those words.
It was Miss Kaleina Merci, daughter of Marquis Mercy.
“What did you just say, Miss?”

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