The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 161
I want to have her.
The more I see her, the greedier I become.
Arma had lived his life being ignored by many. It was the sight he had created, the scenery he had brought into being.
Because, someday, Arma planned to quietly disappear.
To do that, he had to be someone without any value. So, Arma lived as a person who existed but didn’t truly exist. Being ignored by everyone was his natural way of life.
A life where no one had expectations, and no one acknowledged his presence.
For the first time, something that was given to him as his own was Roxelyn.
The fiancée of the Third Prince.
Not anyone else’s, but a woman attached to his name and a man attached to her name.
Arma was Roxelyn’s Arma, and Roxelyn was Arma’s Roxelyn.
With their names tied together like that, when he came to his senses, she was already holding the name tag in her hand.
He was the only one who was so anxious. Roxelyn had no interest in Arma. Even with Arma by her side, she didn’t see him.
‘Why?’
Why indeed.
It was because he wanted this.
He had lived his life wanting no one to have interest in him, so Roxelyn also had no interest in him.
No one would expect a future from someone who doesn’t attract any goodwill or hope.
‘And then she says she wants to try kissing… What does that even mean?’
How lightly must she think of their relationship to say something like that without even changing her expression? There was no hint of excitement or thrill in her face.
She wasn’t even surprised by his clumsy confession.
“Fxxxxck…”
Thunk—
Arma let out a low groan as he banged his head against the tree trunk where the boy was tied.
Leaning his cheek against the damp, cold tree trunk that felt like night dew, he felt his situation become even more miserable.
‘That dream…’
In that dream, he couldn’t have Roxelyn because of a foolish choice.
Because of that foolish choice, Roxelyn died in that dream.
Arma imagined Roxelyn dying for a moment and found it more unpleasant than he thought, scrunching his face immediately.
“I like you, Roxelyn.”
Would she feel even a little thrill if he said it like this?
No. Considering how indifferent she was to the point that she’d casually mention a kiss, it was impossible.
Someone must have heard his small muttering, as he suddenly heard the sound of a twig snapping somewhere.
Arma quickly straightened up and turned his head, only to freeze with a pale, bleached face.
“…Ahem!”
“…”
“Hahaha! Oh, my dear niece, you’ve got quite the timid fiancé!”
Or should I say bold?
The voice adding the remark was full of laughter.
“Oh, oh, these young ones! They say whatever they want in front of an elder!”
Even though she told him not to come, Ian Bellion, the second uncle who had persistently followed, made a narrow-minded comment, and Roxelyn clicked her tongue.
“Hey, did you just click your tongue?”
“You got released from probation faster than I thought.”
“Faster than you thought~?! Do you even know how long I was locked up?”
“I don’t.”
While Duke Bellion kept clearing his throat, and her father stood there with trembling eyes as if he had lost the world, and the first uncle laughed as if the garden would be blown away, and the second uncle kept making sharp remarks, Roxelyn looked at Arma’s pale face.
Suddenly making a public confession in front of his fiancée’s entire family, Arma raised his trembling eyes.
“…Can I go home?”
“Sure.”
Roxelyn, understanding his embarrassment, answered as plainly as possible.
Arma, somehow looking shocked and hurt, nodded cautiously with a trembling chin.
Just as Arma was about to turn around.
“Ugh…”
The boy tied to the tree trunk opened his eyes.
“…”
Roxelyn blankly stared at the boy who looked at them with eyes full of hostility as if he had lost all emotions.
Red hair and golden eyes.
With such fierce eyes, from a distance, he might as well have been mistaken for a beast.
This was something Roxelyn from the other world had learned by chance while running away.
Perhaps a fact that Ian Bellion would not be pleased to know.
