A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 22.2
‘Where am I supposed to go now? What am I supposed to do? Am I just supposed to live like this?’
From the moment I realized I’d transmigrated up to now, everything had happened so chaotically that I think I’d been doing my best to ignore reality this whole time.
Now, faced with the very real possibility that I might have to live the rest of my life as ‘Edith Blake’ inside this crazy novel, everything went dark before my eyes.
While I stood there in utter despair, Eston approached with a beaming face in stark contrast to mine.
“Milady, are you alright? You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”
“Yeah, well…”
I nodded vaguely.
Whether that was fortunate or not, thanks to Dylan using his ability just in time, I wasn’t injured anywhere.
But.
‘I feel like I’m going to die.’
Maybe I’d pushed myself too hard. My legs were trembling, and I felt dizzy.
Some instinct was warning me that I needed to get back quickly or something would go wrong.
Just as I hurriedly turned to leave—
“Edi…”
“……”
“Lady Blake, how much did you know?”
Did he still have more business with me?
Male Lead #3 stopped me once again.
Annoyance surged up inside me. I took a deep breath and turned to face him slowly.
“Am I supposed to be interrogated as an accomplice too?”
“…It would be appreciated if you could consider it cooperation, since you’re directly involved.”
“Hah…”
The way he shamelessly said that made me scoff.
But I quickly wiped the smile from my face and responded coldly.
“Send an official letter to the Duchy. Say the Ducal Lady who visited your territory was almost killed due to negligence in handling the corrupted.”
“……”
“I’ll be happy to cooperate then.”
At my provocation, which was sharp enough to potentially cause a rift between our families, Eston gasped.
But I, the one who’d actually said it, felt perfectly calm.
Because I was sure Dylan would never actually go that far.
‘He already considers his past a humiliation, and now he’d want to be publicly entangled with me? Especially when it could end up being blamed on him?’
He was already someone who’d once driven Edith to her death.
Even if nobody else knew that, and even I wasn’t bringing it up, if it got out that something had happened to the young lady again in his territory, people would definitely start to get suspicious.
Dylan, who had only just managed to shed the label of illegitimate child, would never risk that.
“Let’s go, Eston.”
Casting him a mocking glance, I turned on my heel without so much as a farewell.
Eston, who had been fidgeting in anxiety, bowed her head in my stead and quickly followed after me.
Just as I was finally escaping from my clash with Male Lead #3…
Step, step—
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded behind us.
And then.
“Wait.”
“……”
“Please wait a moment.”
With his long legs, he caught up to me in an instant and blocked my path.
“I’ll escort you back to the ducal estate.”
‘What is this? Is he crazy?’
I barely managed to keep my scowl in check and forced myself to speak politely.
“It’s alright. I came by carriage myself.”
“If you mean the one waiting at the village entrance, I’ve already sent it back.”
“What? Why would you…”
“The coachman couldn’t clearly state your identity or purpose for visiting.”
At this point, was he deliberately trying to piss me off?
‘How could someone this dense have ever been Edith’s attendant? Was this guy really that stunning as a child or something…?’
I looked him over with unfamiliar eyes, then finally sighed and replied,
“…Then I’ll just borrow a carriage from the village and get back on my own, so please don’t worry about me.”
“I’ll send word to have a carriage sent from the Duchy right away. William.”
At that moment, I was certain.
He was only doing this because he’d been provoked by my earlier words.
He must have realized from my maid’s outfit that I’d snuck out, so it wasn’t like he didn’t know.
He just looked down at me as if to say, ‘Well, what are you going to do now?’
A headache pounded in my temples.
Instead of swearing and screaming in frustration, I forced a smile through gritted teeth.
“Really…”
“……”
“You have a real talent for getting under people’s skin, Sir Dylan.”
Was it my imagination? For just a moment, his ashen eyes seemed to waver at my sarcastic words.
It was probably just my imagination.
Because at that exact moment, everything in front of me faded to black.
An intense sensation crawled up the back of my head, and my body collapsed without warning.
“…th!”
Someone called my name urgently, but I couldn’t respond.
Thump—
My eyes closed.
Everything went dark.
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