My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 84

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Chapter 84
After a moment of internal struggle, Isabel kicked off her blanket and rose from bed.
“Since when is it acceptable to barge into a sleeping lady’s chamber? That’s terribly rude, Kalen.”
“The rude one here is you.”
Kalen spoke quietly.
“What exactly were you thinking, causing such a scene?”
“What scene?”
“You’re going to play ignorant? I’m talking about pushing our sister into the Pond.”
“I did no such thing. Our shoulders merely collided by accident. I fell backward and tumbled, while she simply had the misfortune of falling into the Pond.”
As I spoke, a wave of hurt washed over me.
Yes, I fell too. I tumbled backward and rolled across the ground.
My elbows were scraped raw and bleeding profusely! Yet no one cares about that!
Isabel thrust her bandaged elbow forward, her voice rising.
“Don’t you see this, brother? Is Kanna falling into the Pond all that matters to you?”
“You’re comparing a scraped elbow to falling into the Pond?”
“A scraped elbow? I’m a noblewoman! Don’t you understand how serious it is for an unmarried lady to bear a scar on her body?”
Kalen held back a sigh. He wanted nothing more than to end this conversation.
How had Isabel become like this? Thoughtless, arrogant, and utterly selfish.
“I’m your sister! Your twin sister!”
…
“Yet you treat me with such discrimination!”
Tears streamed down Isabel’s face as she poured out all the resentment she had accumulated.
“Even the perfume! Why was it named after Kanna’s name alone?”
“Isabel.”
“Then what am I? What will people think of me?”
Kalen’s gaze grew increasingly distant.
When the perfume was being created with our sister’s name, Kanna had objected.
“It feels burdensome. I’d prefer if you didn’t.”
Yet Isabel whimpered and complained about why her name wasn’t used for the perfume. She sounded like a seven-year-old throwing a tantrum.
The perfume bore Kanna’s name due to Kalen’s insistence.
It was a beautiful fragrance unlike anything the world had ever seen. Moreover, Kanna had even discovered the ingredient that suppressed the volatility of the scent. It was a revolutionary discovery.
However, to deceive the Empress, the formula had to be kept secret, and Kanna’s role as its creator had to remain hidden.
Kalen found this deeply regrettable.
Such a wondrous perfume deserved universal acclaim, yet its creator could not be revealed.
So he had given it Kanna’s name as a small gesture of respect and admiration.
“Kaleina Merci—do you know what that girl says about me?”
…
“She’s been inciting the other noblewomen to mock me!”
Isabel trembled with rage, her voice shaking.
“If you’re truly my brother, you shouldn’t let me suffer like this!”
“That’s enough.”
“Frankly, what makes Kanna Adis so special? She’s a bastard—we don’t even know if our blood is mixed or not!”
At such absurd slander, Kalen’s eyes finally sharpened.
Had Isabel always been this pathetic?
“Look at Kanna Adis. She doesn’t resemble us at all! There’s not a single similarity from her hair to her feet!”
“Do not insult House of Adis any further, Isabel Adis.”
Exhaustion washed over me. My head throbbed dully. I couldn’t tell if it was from Isabel’s nonsense or from disappointment.
“From now on, you are confined to your quarters. Don’t even think of stepping outside the mansion or into High Society.”
“What?”
Isabel’s eyes wavered.
“U-until when?”
“Until I permit it again.”
“So when will you permit it?”
“When you learn to behave obediently toward Kanna Adis.”
Kalen spoke with emphasis.
“If you never bend, you will never leave this house again.”
At those words, Isabel exploded.
“Kalen Adis, what right do you have! Are you the head of the family? Are you Father!”
“Do you truly think Father or Orsini would oppose my decision?”
Frustratingly, he was right. During Father’s absence, the authority of acting family head belonged to Kalen.
“I have the authority to discipline a sister who rears like a wild colt. So.”
Kalen issued a warning to his twin sister.
“Show proper respect to Kanna Adis.”
Finally, a single tear rolled down Isabel’s cheek.
“You wretched bastard….”
Kalen left the room, leaving her behind.
“You heartless monster! Lording it over me just because you were born a few minutes earlier! Aaaagh!”
As the door shut with a thud, the sound of Isabel hurling a vase and thrashing about echoed through the chamber.
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Kalen lay in bed, attempting to sleep.
But sleep would not come.
I had told them to report when she returned, yet no one came to find me. What time was it now? How much longer would she be away?
Kalen opened his eyes and checked the pocket watch he had left beside his pillow.
The dawn was already growing this deep.
‘Could something dangerous have happened?’
Bandits, perhaps, or thieves….
Yet when he recalled her companion, such a possibility seemed entirely improbable.
Besides, the two of them were husband and wife, after all. It was not strange for them to spend the deep night together.
‘But she said she would return home.’
The situation was disturbingly similar to before.
He was held back, Kanna slipped away, and Silvien was chased after.
How pathetic I had been at that moment—that bitter humiliation still felt vivid.
But now things were different.
Kanna had smiled gently and promised to return soon. It wasn’t like before. So I should be able to sleep peacefully now.
Yet sleep wouldn’t come.
“A bastard whose blood may or may not be mixed with ours!”
“You don’t resemble her at all! From head to toe, there’s not a single similarity!”
Isabel’s words from earlier echoed relentlessly in my mind.
How desperately must she have wanted to demean my sister to think such things? Kalen simply couldn’t believe Isabel was his twin.
Did Isabel truly see Father as so easily deceived?
If there had been any doubt, he would have conducted a paternity test long ago.
Among alchemists who use mana stones, there are those with the skill to distinguish bloodlines. Hadn’t Lucy herself been accepted as a true daughter only after passing such a test?
So if Father had harbored even the slightest suspicion about Kanna, he would have conducted the test immediately.
But Alexandro hadn’t.
That meant he was certain of her legitimacy.
‘Yet she dares speak such nonsense.’
“Blood that may or may not be mixed…!”
Thump-thump.
My heart raced strangely, as though I’d heard a demon’s whisper.
Utter nonsense.
How could my sister not be my sister?
Kalen’s brow furrowed as he sank deeper into profound displeasure.
Isabel’s words pricked like thorns.
For a very long time.
* * *
The next morning, Kanna woke early.
“You’re awake?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Shall I prepare washing water?”
The Maid approached as though she’d been waiting all along, inquiring about my needs. It was a natural courtesy, certainly, but one I had never received in this mansion before.
Kanna regarded the Maid with curious eyes. Surely the servants wouldn’t do this of their own volition.
‘Silvien has assigned me a proper attendant.’
At least during their ‘transaction,’ he treated Kanna with meticulous courtesy.
‘He’s far more respectful to his transaction partner than to his wife.’
…Though now that I think about it, his initial demeanor toward Ju-hwa wasn’t particularly poor either.
From what point did it gradually shift to something like ‘I don’t care if you die’?
Kanna sifted through her memories of Ju-hwa carefully, then shook her head.
She couldn’t pinpoint when the change had occurred. Besides, it wasn’t a matter of importance to her.
“And I’ve prepared new clothes for you.”
“Thank you.”
“How shall I arrange your meal?”
“There’s no need. Has Duke Adis awakened?”
“Yes.”
I was curious about Silvien Valentino’s condition. If my prediction was correct, he would have taken the medicinal brew by now, and even the faintest fever should have vanished.
‘If he’s fully recovered…’
Thump, thump. My heart raced with anticipation.
‘Finally, the divorce.’
“Tell him I’ll visit him shortly.”
“Yes.”
The Maid bowed respectfully and departed. I stared after her, then burst into unrestrained laughter.
Only then did I remember who that Maid was.
“Miss, my dress has gotten soiled. What do you expect me to do about it?”
Of course, you should have washed it yourself.
But that Maid had scoffed and replied, “Do as you wish, Miss—wash it yourself or throw it away.”
In the end, Ju-hwa had sat alone in the Bath House, scrubbing the garment vigorously.
‘Poor Ju-hwa.’

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