My Perfect Omega - Chapter 119
Benjamin felt a strange discomfort seeing Leila standing upright, looking directly at him without her cane. He wasn’t the only one. Amelie, Timo, and even Sarah couldn’t take their eyes off Leila, who was beautifully dressed and adorned with jewelry.
They couldn’t take their eyes off Leila, who was adorned beautifully with expensive outdoor clothing and accessories.
Leila first appreciated the ruined face of Sarah, as if she were looking at a piece of art. Although it was ugly, Sarah’s face was indeed a masterpiece—her own masterpiece, to be precise.
“You, how could you…?”
Sarah didn’t know that Leila, whom she thought had died, was alive. In the past, she would have quickly heard rumors from other noblewomen, but now, the noblewomen no longer associated with her, and she couldn’t even leave her mansion.
Just like Leila in the past.
“Are you not doing well? You said a few drops wouldn’t be a problem…”
As Leila taunted, Sarah glared venomously and shouted.
“It’s because of you!”
How nice it would have been if she had just obediently taken the poison and died. Why did she have to make such a fuss and cause so much trouble?
Sarah limped towards Benjamin and grabbed his arm. She spoke in a pitiful voice.
“Count, that child, not knowing gratitude, made me like this. Until now, I’ve turned a blind eye to her evil deeds for your sake, but I can’t do it anymore.”
She looked so genuinely aggrieved and desperate that one could almost be mistaken into thinking Sarah was the true victim.
“If she were the type to reflect on her actions, she wouldn’t have tried to poison me in the first place.”
“What are you talking about!”
Fearing a misunderstanding, Sarah vehemently denied it. Benjamin, unable to speak for a moment, slowly approached Leila.
“Oh, Leila… Can you see now?”
His words, full of fake concern, were met with Leila’s cold gaze, and Lucas twisted his mouth in displeasure.
“What does that have to do with you, Count?”
“Leila! How can you speak so harshly to your father? Do you see me as your stepmother? We are the only family connected by blood!”
Despite his loathsome words, Leila was unaffected. Instead, she calmly observed the faces of those who had made her life small and dark.
Standing quietly by her side, Lucas suddenly had a question.
“Leila, I’d like to see your room one more time.”
“Yes, I came to see it one last time anyway.”
“Then, shall we go?”
Without asking for permission, Lucas moved as if it were his own house. Anna quickly approached them, glaring at Sarah as if she wanted to kill her, and said.
“First, take a look at the young lady’s old room, then check out the Countess’s room. That room was originally our real lady’s room. But the fake Countess used it as it was. Isn’t she bold?”
Leila looked at Anna, who was chattering annoyingly beside her, with affection. Anna, who couldn’t possibly have any good feelings towards them just like Leila, flipped their world upside down like a fish in water.
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Leila walked slowly into the room she used to stay in. Lucas, who entered with her, thought, as he had before, that it was indeed a dreary room.
Thinking of Leila, who must have been alone in such a desolate place, made Lucas want to tear apart those responsible. Grinding his teeth inwardly, Leila grabbed his arm and led him into the bedroom.
On the bed, there was only one pillow. The bedding was a mess, just as it had been when he took Leila away and brought the bedding with him. Lucas couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the absurdity.
“Ah, wait a moment.”
Leila let go of his arm and knelt down, reaching under the bed. As if searching for something, she moved her hand around and soon pulled out a book with a sigh.
Watching her actions, Lucas couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.
“What is that?”
“My diary.”
Leila replied, dusting off the thick layer of dust. Anna, who had briefly looked around elsewhere, noticed the dust on Leila’s arm and hand and was startled.
“You should have let me do it, my lady!”
“…Sorry.”
In fact, Lucas hadn’t thought to get it for her because he was too busy admiring her raised backside as she bent over. Leila burst into a refreshing laugh at their reactions.
“I wanted to get it myself. I wanted to see if anyone had touched this place.”
“Even so, please ask me next time.”
“No, I have to do things like this myself.”
“…Anna, you are sometimes too arrogant. You know that, right?”
“I apologize, Your Grace. But if you plan to make my lady the Duchess, you’ll find that keeping me around will be to your advantage in the long run.”
