The Answer to a Cheating (Ex)Husband is Remarriage - Chapter 6
“So, you’re saying you’ll stick by my side for the rest of your life? Tormenting me with that pathetic purification of yours?”
“As much as I suffer, may you suffer as well, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
Sylaria’s bloodshot eyes stared directly at Arendtert.
She shifted her gaze to Grizelle, whose face was twisted in a grimace.
“Grizelle, you too. Go and live your life hiding with that bastard child in your stomach. There will never be a day when you come into the light.”
“Sylaria Rainier, are you insane!”
“How else could I accept this situation if I wasn’t?”
Sylaria let out a burst of almost hysterical laughter.
With her sister’s death, her friend’s betrayal, and her husband’s deception, it was impossible to hold on to her sanity.
At Sylaria’s laughter, a crack appeared in Arendtert’s expression. Feeling a sting of guilt, he bit his lip hard.
“You—!”
Arendtert, who had been standing by Grizelle’s side, lunged at Sylaria. He grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall.
The once-elegant face of the Crown Prince contorted, turning monstrous and hideous.
“Disgusting woman! How long are you going to cling to me!”
“Ugh!”
Her back hit the cold wall, and Sylaria’s feet left the floor. She desperately tried to pry Arendtert’s hand away from her neck.
But he didn’t budge. Instead, he only tightened his grip. Sylaria struggled, scratching at the back of his hand.
“L… Let… go…!”
“Die! Go die and join your sister!”
“Arendt!”
Grizelle’s voice, calling out to the crazed Arendtert, sounded distant.
In her dazed mind, Sylaria hoped Grizelle might stop him.
Even if they’d strayed onto the wrong path, they’d been friends since birth.
But…
“Stab her with this! Hurry!”
Grizelle pulled a dagger out from under her skirt and handed it to Arendtert.
When Sylaria looked at her friend through tear-filled eyes—
A sharp, heavy pain pierced her flat stomach.
BONG—
BONG—
BONG—
The grandfather clock’s midnight chimes rang eerily through the bedroom, and the silk nightgown was soaked in vivid red.
Dark red blood rolled down Sylaria’s pale legs like tears. Her pupils lost focus and a ragged breath escaped her lips.
“Huk…”
“Die! Just die!”
Arendtert’s deranged scream echoed through the room. As if stabbing Sylaria in the stomach wasn’t enough, he drove the blade into her left chest.
Her thin body reeled, and red blood spurted from Sylaria’s mouth.
“Keugh…!”
“Damn it! It’s splattering all over me!”
When Sylaria coughed up blood, Arendtert recoiled in fright. Then he threw her, now drenched in blood, aside. Sylaria collapsed helplessly to the floor.
“Ugh…”
Lying on the carpet, Sylaria’s vision grew hazier and hazier. With every cough, red blood welled out from her mouth, her heart, and her waist.
Yet the pair, seen through her blood-veined eyes, showed no interest in her at all. All they cared about was each other.
“Let me see, Arendt. Did it get on you a lot?”
“It’s fine. That wretch is so persistent. Grizelle, did it scare you much?”
“I’m fine too, Arendt.”
Grizelle leaned her face against Arendtert’s chest, wearing a pitiful smile. Sylaria wanted to snort in disgust at their shameless display.
But a surge of blood from her mouth made that impossible.
“That idiot Sellie is really going to die, right?”
Grizelle glared at Sylaria, as if still uneasy. She slipped out of Arendtert’s embrace and gave Sylaria’s arm a kick.
Sylaria’s frail body wobbled from the blow. Struggling to hold on to her fading consciousness, she thought,
‘Is this how I die? Is my end really to be murdered by those two, so miserably?’
Tears welled up in Sylaria’s pale lavender eyes as she lay there like a broken doll.
‘I don’t want this. Not like this…’
She mustered all her remaining strength into her fingertips. When she finally managed to grasp Grizelle’s ankle, the bedroom door flew open and someone shouted urgently.
“……!”
But with her life slipping away, Sylaria could not tell what was happening or what was being said.
“……”
Her trembling eyelashes fell heavily, and soon her vision turned pitch-black.
Sylaria Rainier, the Crown Prince’s Purifier and Crown Princess of the Empire, died just like that.
