I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 42
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If what Johann said is true, then it means at least this resort is safe.
‘Even Celestia… can’t get in.’
Realizing this, the tension in her body, which had been at an extreme, suddenly drained away.
Overwhelmed by this relief, her legs gave way and my back collapsed, forcing Ivonne to slump onto the bed.
“Anyway, take your time with your shower.”
Johann said, as if he knew all along how tense Ivonne had been. He then left with the employees who had woken her up. She stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
“……”
Upon reflection, she felt pathetic.
The abilities of the character she possessed, Ivonne, had a magic comparable to those of an ancient wizard. Instead of being paralyzed by fear, she should have been focusing on enhancing her own security.
‘But, but… ‘
It’s only been half a year since she possessed this body, and the original Ivonne was just an ordinary modern-day person whose life tragically ended in an assault by her ex-boyfriend.
So, it’s perhaps natural that she was so terrified of surprise attacks. Drenched in sweat, she hugged her shoulders and curled up again.
‘Let’s rest a bit more before going out.’
It wasn’t easy to overcome her trauma. However, apart from that, it became even clearer that the crime wasn’t Blitzen’s work.
She doesn’t know how much time passed, but as she mulled over Johann’s words, she managed to stand up, even with her weak legs.
‘Oh, I haven’t even showered yet.’
And she was drenched in cold sweat, her whole body was sticky. She couldn’t go out like this, much as she felt sorry for those waiting for her. With that thought, she barely managed to gather strength in her trembling legs. It was a sign that she was slowly escaping the terror of the murder threat.
After a quick shower, Ivonne noticed something strange as she was drying off.
‘Huh? Did a bug bite me?’
There was a red mark on the lower part of her neck. It wasn’t itchy, and she hadn’t noticed it earlier because she was in a rush. Even scratching the red mark with her fingertip, she couldn’t feel anything unusual. Someone else might recognize it as a love bite, but inexperienced Ivonne was just confused.
‘Maybe I bumped into something.’
As Ivonne kept examining the red mark in the mirror, her gaze unintentionally drifted to the clock. It was 20 minutes since Johann’s visit.
‘Ah, I can’t be any later now.’
Ivonne, with the red mark on her neck still visible, wrapped a towel around her still-damp hair like a shawl and stepped out of the room. It was then that she heard a low voice.
“How do you feel… physically?”
Startled, Ivonne jumped, but before she could cast a defensive spell,
“It’s me, Rix.”
The owner of the deep voice revealed himself.
“Ri… Rix?”
Ivonne, with her hands stretched forward as if ready to cast a spell, saw Rix leaning against the wall next to the door. It was indeed Rix.
“I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“Ah, ah…”
Ivonne touched her chest with the hand that was stretched forward, feeling her wildly beating heart. She took several deep breaths and then realized Rix hadn’t approached her, probably out of consideration.
‘He’s being considerate.’
He seemed to be waiting for her to calm down and recognize him. This helped her racing heart to settle. Ivonne responded to his question.
“I’m… okay now. How about you, Rix? Aren’t you tired?”
Rix nodded in response. A moment of silence followed, then he hastily added.
“The department head said you seemed quite frightened. So he asked me to… stay with you, in case you felt uneasy alone.”
“Ah, ah…”
So that’s why he was waiting here.
While Ivonne was nodding to herself, Rix’s gaze fell on her pink hair, still dripping wet. Noticing his gaze, Ivonne grabbed a handful of her hair.
“Ah, I took a quick shower, but if I dried my hair too, I would be late for dinner.”
While saying this, she casually wrung her cherry blossom-colored hair, which fell to her waist. A look of concern crossed Rix’s face.
“That’s bad for your hair.”
“Huh?”
Rix, who had been leaning against the wall, stood up and approached her. Perhaps she knew the muscles under his clothes, the way the water droplets would flow down his body. Ivonne instinctively stepped back but then steadied herself. As she swallowed nervously, Rix spoke softly,
“The ends.”
They’ll be damaged.
His words were brief, but it felt as though the rest of the sentence hung in the air. Rix took the towel from Ivonne’s neck and gestured for her to turn around. For a moment, Ivonne hesitated in the hallway, but she didn’t want to refuse his kindness.
“Would you like me to dry it for you? It’s long and can tire your arms.”
Despite her words, Ivonne obediently turned her back to him.
‘In some manhwa for boys, showing your back is the ultimate sign of trust.’
