The Reason I Got Engaged to My Ex-Boyfriend - Chapter 72

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Episode 72

“Then why was I the only one who didn’t get gloves?”

“How would I know? You made your reservation last, so you’ll probably get them last.”

“….”

“The special treatment that naturally came with your name has just disappeared. Accept it.”

Who told you to make a reservation under some ridiculous fake name anyway?

At these words that made him face reality, Ransel fell silent for a while.

His eyes just rolled around as if trying to understand the situation…

“I see.”

Ransel grinned broadly as if he had never been sulking.

Cheering him up was easier than eating cold porridge.

“I’ve been feeling lately…”

Ransel said, staring at me intently.

“Like I’m constantly having my first love. Look how much my mood changes over trivial things.”

“….”

“Throughout my entire life, you’ve been there for every moment that made me feel this way.”

It was nonsense.

I turned my head, pretending not to hear.

After finishing dinner.

I sat alone in my room, organizing my thoughts.

‘First, the information Chris delivered.’

Chris, who had infiltrated Seria’s boutique as a spy, brought fresh information.

Perhaps thinking there weren’t as many watching eyes as in the Imperial Palace, Enrif, who often visited the boutique, had quite explicit conversations with Seria.

‘The most suspicious thing…’

Was that there was one more person in the small room at the boutique where Enrif and Seria were talking.

‘He said it was a young boy. His appearance was quite unusual…’

Pupils slit like a reptile’s, sharp teeth like saw blades visible through his small mouth.

Just from Chris’s description, it was certainly an extraordinary appearance.

‘Moreover, he said the boy spoke casually to the Crown Prince without any hesitation.’

Suddenly, I recalled Seria’s red eyes that I had discovered at the charity party.

That was definitely a trace of being consumed by magic.

Furthermore, magic was also found in the bullets fired by the assassin who attacked us under the Crown Prince’s orders.

Then… could that boy be related to the Demon Clan?

‘Hmm.’

It was just my speculation and a leap of logic. But it was worth investigating.

‘At the Imperial Princess Palace, Viscount Dapite said the Eagle Incident seemed related to the Demon Clan.’

As I was following that train of thought, there was a knock and the door creaked open.

“Miss.”

It was Marsha.

“Young-ae White has come to see you.”

“Yudi? Why so suddenly again?”

This wasn’t a scheduled meeting either.

Of course, if it was Yudite and no one else, it was understandable behavior…

At my question, Marsha’s eyes shifted awkwardly.

“Um, well. I’m not really sure what she wants either.”

“….”

“She said it wouldn’t be a long conversation, but, uh… should I send her away?”

“…No, whatever.”

I shook my head and put on a thin cardigan.

I followed Marsha out into the corridor.

As we slowly walked down to the first floor, Marsha spoke again.

“She’s waiting at the rear gate, so we need to go to the rear gate.”

“The rear gate?”

“Yes, yes. Last time she had that whole incident with the head butler at the main gate… so I guess she came to the rear gate this time.”

“Hmm, really?”

I tilted my head and headed toward the rear gate.

Marsha kept glancing back while heading to the rear gate. As if she was anxiously worried someone might follow.

The rear gate was quieter than usual. Since it was late, there should have been even more guards stationed there.

I looked around and asked Marsha.

“Where is Yudi?”

“…Well.”

Marsha subtly avoided my eyes.

Right at that moment.

Step, someone walked out from the darkness.

“Well, well, you crawled out here quite nicely.”

A sharp-featured man said, licking his lower lip.

In one hand he held a sharp dagger, in the other a large cloth sack.

“…Marsha.”

I looked at the man with a hardened face, then barely managed to move my lips.

“How could you, how could you do this to me…”

“…I’m sorry, Miss.”

I looked at Marsha with resentful eyes, then slowly backed away.

The man watched me like a cornered mouse, smiling with a leisurely expression.

“Keke, where are you trying to go? Thanks to your maid, there are no guards coming or going.”

The corners of the man’s mouth curled up wickedly.

Then a massive hand suddenly grabbed me.

“…!”

The large cloth sack the man was holding covered my face.

I couldn’t even scream at what happened in an instant. I struggled with my body, then went limp.

It was a blackout.

…

…Clang!

“Kugh, what is this… Agh! Aagh!”

The strength left the large hand that had been covering my face with cloth.

When I quickly pulled away the cloth, I saw Marsha beating the man with a large shovel.

“You bastard, how dare you do this to our Miss! Are you insane!”

‘…This wasn’t part of the plan.’

So, the story goes back three weeks.

When we caught Ibel, the maid who had infiltrated the Duke’s mansion as a spy, I thought that Marsha, my personal maid, could be used.

So rather than let her be used unknowingly, I decided to throw bait that they could use instead.

Let’s set up the board first.

“Marsha, choose. Which concept is better: an only daughter caring for her sick mother alone, or an eldest daughter supporting her immature younger siblings?”

“Pardon?”

Enrif took my bait immediately.

Marsha informed me that Enrif had drawn her into a plan to kidnap me using her ‘sick mother’ as leverage, and she was amazed that she never thought it would actually happen.

And today was the day the kidnapping was scheduled.

I didn’t know what they planned to do after kidnapping me, but I decided to continue my heartfelt acting right up until the moment I was actually kidnapped.

Usually villains would spill their inner thoughts without being asked at times like this.

But unfortunately, my expectations were off the mark.

That bastard spouted some third-rate extra dialogue like he’d appear once in a novel and disappear, then kidnapped me.

Anyway, after that, Ransel, who had been hiding his presence, was supposed to rescue me…

“Argh, ahhh! P-please spare me…!”

Clang! Claang!

Cheerful sounds rang out endlessly.

Even Ransel, who had revealed himself, was watching with an incredulous expression as the man got beaten by Marsha and her shovel.

It seemed like he might actually die at this rate, so I opened my mouth.

“Marsha.”

Of course, I wasn’t doing this because I felt sorry for the man – you can’t interrogate a dead person.

“Stop it. He’s really going to die at this rate.”

“I’ve been waiting for this moment!”

“I can see you’re angry, but could you stop for now and finish beating him later?”

“You’re really going to die todaaaaaaaay!”

“…”

Fine, do whatever you want…

I gave up and got to my feet.

Since I had fallen quite gently, and thanks to the maids sweeping and cleaning the marble garden path every day, not a speck of dust had gotten on me.

Only after the guards came running at the sound of the cheerful clanging did Marsha finally put down her shovel.

***

It seemed the guy who tried to kidnap me wasn’t an ordinary person.

“What, what is this…?”

To think he didn’t even faint after getting beaten like that with a shovel.

The man, kneeling with his arms tied behind his back, looked up at me and Ransel with a dazed expression.

I replied nonchalantly.

“What do you mean what – your plan was screwed from the beginning.”

Marsha didn’t even know who gave birth to her in the first place.

When I was young, Father brought Marsha from the orphanage and assigned her as both a friend to develop my social skills and as a maid.

After hearing the explanation that I had known everything from the start, the man’s face went blank.

“No way, what kind of maid is… I’m at a loss for words. She didn’t look like that at all back then…”

His sarcastic voice was cut short.

Ransel had suddenly pressed down on the man’s tongue, which had been moving freely between his parted lips, with the flat side of his dagger.

“It seems you’ve relaxed a bit now.”

“…”

The man’s face hardened with tension.

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