I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 120
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If it weren’t for this one question, Ivonne might have completely believed Isaac’s words. She was feeling utterly confused about the situation. Hearing her uncertainty, Isaac looked at her with pity.
“Junior… I understand that you received the Crown Prince’s kindness, and that memory left a strong impression on you, but don’t you think you’re too focused on that one thing?”
“Am I… too focused?”
“Well, wanting to see the good in people is a beautiful sentiment. But turning a blind eye and pretending everything is fine is just foolishness. Who published that article?”
“…The Crown Prince.”
“Exactly. The same Crown Prince who treated you kindly is now hunting you down as the worst fugitive.”
Ivonne fell silent. Isaac moved closer and sat beside her, saying, “People always have two sides.”
The duality of human nature was a truth that could never be ignored.
Moreover, Herix was already infamous.
‘Larisa once mentioned that the Crown Prince’s whims could change at any time.’
It was indeed true that Herix had been remarkably kind and caring towards Ivonne, but she already knew that wouldn’t last long.
“You’re right, Isaac. Just because he treated me well a few times doesn’t mean I should keep defending the Crown Prince.”
What did it matter if he had been kind back then? Just look at the newspaper now.
“Yes. I understand. So… what should I do now?”
This was Ivonne’s strength. Once she decided to act, she quickly accepted reality. She didn’t dwell on the past or get entangled in it. Instead, she focused on the future. She could move forward while maintaining that perspective.
“With a nationwide manhunt underway, it seems you can’t go back to the Sortenic Empire anymore.”
Ivonne spoke sharply and coolly, as if she had never been afraid or confused about the manhunt. Without the ice pack soothing the heat around her eyes, it might have even been hard to tell that she had cried.
Isaac’s emerald eyes glistened at her calm demeanor.
A subtle satisfaction or a calm excitement….. seemed to show over Isaac every time Ivonne displayed her steadfast personality. Then, when their eyes met, Isaac cleared his throat, trying to act nonchalant.
“Well then, why don’t you read the next article?”
“The next article?”
Ivonne realized that the newspaper Isaac had given her contained more than just one page. She focused on the article on the next page he had handed her.
[The Mad Prince’s Madness Recurs! Blood Rain Warning in the Capital!]
The provocative title struck her green eyes like a bolt. Below it was a series of shocking revelations.
[As the search for the fugitive Ivonne continues without success, the Crown Prince’s madness has flared up again. The Crown Prince is obsessively hunting for the fugitive. He has been asking every two hours, ‘Have you found Ivonne?’ and has ordered the punishment of anyone who answers in the negative.
Moreover, the Crown Prince has not been shy about using this as an example and has already deployed more personnel than two battalions of the imperial knights. It is anticipated that the so-called ‘Ivonne Investigation Unit’ will see an increase in personnel in the near future. The imperial side has yet to release any official statement regarding this matter.]
Though it wasn’t a very long article, Ivonne found herself reading it for a full ten minutes. No matter how many times she read it, she couldn’t grasp it properly, prompting her to read it over and over again.
As she did, her eyes slowly grew colder. The meaning of the article she had just read was incredibly shocking.
‘He really is… trying to hurt me.”
It stated that the Crown Prince was asking about her whereabouts every two hours, day and night. This meant that he was so obsessed with finding the fugitive Ivonne that he was neglecting even sleep.
As her mind cleared, curiosity set in.
‘Why on earth…?’
Why had the Crown Prince placed a bounty on Ivonne as a ‘fugitive’? Why had he defined her as a fugitive requiring capture and restraint instead of classifying her as another criminal, subject to immediate execution upon discovery?
‘Is he really planning to frame me as the ‘Green Wizard’? But if that’s the case, why has he placed a bounty on me as a fugitive to be captured instead of killed? Ugh, I don’t get it.’
The more she thought about it, the more contradictory the Crown Prince’s actions felt, giving her a headache while simultaneously sending chills down her spine due to his obsession.
Yes, the Crown Prince was obsessively fixated on Ivonne. This was a level of tenacity and terrifying intent far beyond what she had experienced in the world before her possession.
To neglect his duties in a frantic search for her—what else could this be if not obsession?
‘What exactly does the Crown Prince want from me?’
With a cool-head, Ivonne had no lingering emotions regarding the Crown Prince in her mind. She was striving to think as rationally as possible with her now icy thoughts. As a result, her words naturally decreased, and her gaze deepened.
Isaac, seeing her like this, patiently waited.
A moment later, when Ivonne set the newspaper down on her lap, Isaac asked, “Would you like another glass of water?”
To this question, which seemed to have been asked just for this moment, Ivonne shook her head.
“No, I’m full now.”
Her expression appeared even colder and more distant than when she had been deep in thought. The woman who had previously insisted that ‘the kind Herix wouldn’t do such a thing’ was now entirely different.
Her face reflected a sense of emotional detachment, as if all warmth had been extinguished.
That was precisely how Ivonne looked now.
