The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 46
“Tell me right away if something’s wrong with your body. It’ll be a pain if you die.”
When Psyche didn’t respond, silence fell over them. During this silence, Psyche pondered. How should she act towards him from now on? Would it be better to glare at him reproachfully without saying a word like the protagonist in the book, or…
Her thoughts were cut short. Suddenly Serdin whirled toward her and burst out.
“Why the hell did you suddenly…?”
Psyche just stared up at him without saying anything. Though she knew the reason, she had no intention of telling anyone about it.
In the book, Psyche’s health deteriorated rapidly after being kidnapped by the male leads. The symptoms became increasingly serious to be just from stress, and in fact, the main cause of this phenomenon lay in her ‘ability.’
The power Psyche possessed was too great and destructive for her fragile body to handle. The appearance of various symptoms before manifestation and the unusually late timing of manifestation were because her body needed considerable time to fully accept the power.
She often dry heaved like this, which made the male leads suspect pregnancy. Even though that was impossible given their thorough contraception.
“…It won’t be pregnancy.”
When she unconsciously looked down at her stomach, Serdin lowered his voice considerably, as if he hadn’t just been shouting.
“Everyone drinks the tea as a requirement.”
“…”
“Meaning you don’t need to worry about that.”
He meant she didn’t need to worry about pregnancy since they drank contraceptive tea before intercourse. He could say this because perfect contraception was possible if just one of them drank the tea.
“…If you’re really worried, you can drink the tea too from now on.”
She watched him quietly as he muttered lowly while irritably running his fingers through his hair. His expression showed he found himself unbearable for spewing such words.
‘…Though he shows such guilt-ridden behavior now.’
Who knows how he’ll change later. In the original work, Serdin was the man who suffered the most from guilt over Psyche. At the same time, he was also the first man who tried to get her pregnant.
After the middle of the story, Serdin stopped drinking the tea due to his twisted obsession and desire for her, and prevented her from drinking it too. When he tried to impregnate her, Rezus, Terche, and even Helios competed to impregnate her as male leads typically do in R-rated reverse harem tragic stories.
The original Psyche trembled with anxiety to the point she couldn’t even sleep properly, but fortunately pregnancy didn’t occur.
Later it was revealed that from the start, her body was in turmoil due to her ability and wasn’t in a state where pregnancy was possible.
“Where is the tea?”
Psyche looked away from Serdin and scanned her surroundings as she asked. Though she knew pregnancy was impossible now, she requested the tea like the original Psyche did, since it would seem strange if she said drinking it wasn’t necessary.
“Stay seated.”
Serdin went straight to the dining room and brought back tea. The bitter scent characteristic of contraceptive tea rose from the white teacup. Psyche sat leaning against the headboard and silently received and drank it. Serdin stared intently at Psyche with a rigid expression, and as soon as he confirmed she had finished the tea, he took the cup and headed back to the dining room.
Soon he returned carrying a large bread basket and set it down on the bedside table. The basket was beautifully arranged with various kinds of bread and sandwiches emanating a savory butter aroma, along with a small glass bottle. Serdin picked up the glass bottle and said.
“Eat.”
Psyche stared at the glass bottle, or more precisely, the red liquid inside that looked like cornus fruit, then glanced up at Serdin. Serdin twisted his lips as if finding it ridiculous.
“Ha, someone might think it’s poisoned.”
“…”
“This is Shantia juice. It’ll help settle your stomach, so drink it.”
Her eyes widened for a moment. Shantia was a precious tropical fruit that even the upper class rarely encountered due to its rarity and high price. It was especially famous for being good for the stomach – to think he had prepared this in advance.
Since her stomach was unsettled from dry heaving, she wanted to express gratitude and drink the juice right away. However, she deliberately suppressed that feeling and quickly looked away from the juice. The emotion she should show him now was resentment, not gratitude.
Psyche closed her eyes and took a slow deep breath. When she opened them again, a cold air had settled over her pupils.
“Why are you doing this?”
“What?”
“After violating me like that… do you feel guilty now? Is that why you’re doing this?”
“…”
“Honestly, this isn’t even funny. Hypocrite.”
