I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 151
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The pressure in Herix’s grip only grew stronger.
“Herix, please, just let go for a moment…”
Ivonne squinted up at him, but his eyes were devoid of reason. Herix was furious.
‘Why?’
Was it because she released the shackles without permission? Because she left the area he had restricted, the Tens Mansion?
‘But I’ve explained everything up until now.’
The chatter wasn’t just idle talk. It was an urgent report about Berthe and Ameline meeting the creature called the ‘Snow Fairy,’ getting kidnapped, and almost dying. She made it clear that she couldn’t leave a message because of the urgency of the situation.
‘Of course, I did take the liberty of putting the servants Herix had planted to sleep, but that couldn’t be helped…’
Ivonne tried to justify herself in her mind, but it didn’t last long.
“Just how far… how much are you going to…”
The anger rising deep from his abdomen made his voice rasp as she spoke. Herix could barely speak in a strained, human-sounding whisper.
But it wasn’t just his voice that was still holding onto some semblance of humanity. His eyes, once wild and twitching, now had become vertically elongated, and his gaze was cold and animalistic.
‘Beast.’
Ivonne thought that to herself, almost involuntarily. Indeed, his eyes now resembled the wild, fox-like eyes she had seen countless times in the past.
‘Come to think of it, the Emperor… the Emperor cursed the Crown Prince.’
Ivonne felt a wave of despair wash over her without knowing why that story, which she didn’t even recall where she had heard it from, surfaced now.
‘What… was the curse? Ah, yes.’
It hit her suddenly.
When Herix’s nails, as sharp as an animal’s, pierced her skin.
‘The curse that turns him into a beast, a fox.’
Was this the absurd truth she was now realizing?
The sensation of her arm being pierced made Ivonne gasp in pain, and in response, Herix let out a scream that sounded like the cry of a beast.
“How much longer are you going to throw me away like this? Why… why are you doing this? If you’re going to keep doing this, just… just kill me.”
In an instant, Herix grabbed Ivonne’s arm. Without caring whether Ameline, who was behind her, fell, he pulled her hand up to his neck. Then, tears, large as droplets, fell from his eyes, as he spoke.
“Please, just kill me this time.”
The emotions Ivonne felt in that moment were undeniably different from anything she had ever felt before. Was it because of the thick neck of the man her fingers touched, or because of the overwhelming strength that held her hand so firmly?
When Herix took her hand and placed it on his neck, asking her to kill him, Ivonne felt an undeniable, gut-wrenching sense of rejection.
“This…?”
Let go. She tried to pull her hand away, but his grip held firm, and with that, she felt a wave of disgust. Her face grew even more frustrated.
“Kill me.”
“…….”
“Please… kill me.”
The man cried out bitterly. At the same time, he begged. Can this be described as sorrow? No, the word ‘miserable’ wouldn’t even begin to cover it.
Herix didn’t make a sound; instead, tears flowed down his face like they had been festering inside him for so long that they burned hot against his skin.
In the past, whenever Herix cried—or even just showed signs of tears—Ivonne would feel sympathy and be overwhelmed with pity for him.
But now…
‘…I’m frustrated.’
Why? Why does she feel this way about him now? How can she feel like this toward him?
Ivonne knew the answer to this question. She could see the reflection of herself in his violet eyes, which were swimming with tears, but they didn’t reflect the person standing in front of him.
Right now, his eyes reflected two figures.
One was Ivonne, whose hand was dragged by him. The other was Ameline, whom Herix was ignoring completely.
Just moments ago, Herix had dragged Ivonne’s hand without caring whether Ameline, who was being carried on her back, fell and got hurt. His selfishness, his cruelty, and his blind actions had no consideration for either Ivonne or Ameline.
‘Ameline could have been seriously hurt.’
If Ivonne hadn’t quickly used her magic to levitate Ameline and keep her suspended in the air, it could have been disastrous. Maybe Herix acted that way because he trusted Ivonne, but she knew the truth.
The way his gaze lingered on her, even while Ameline floated, made it clear.
‘Herix is doing this on purpose. He’s deliberately putting Ameline in danger right now!’
It was so shocking.
‘How could he do this?’
Of all people, it was Ameline. The child she had shared stories and tea with, the child with whom she had built memories. How could he use the safety of such a child to threaten her?
“Ivonne.”
Even then, he coaxed her, seeing her troubled expression. His enormous grip, still tightly holding onto Ivonne’s hand, was unwavering.
She was filled with rising frustration. The sense of betrayal, which had once flared up like a candle flame, was now spreading across her mind like fire racing through dry grass.
There were plenty of reasons for Ivonne to be angry now, but she didn’t let it out. Ironically, she was more rational than ever.
Despite this, she stared directly at the man who was still crying.
