How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 75.2
“…Can’t you shut up? You worthless piece of trash. Do you think I’ll just let you be?”
“Tsst.”
The Viscount clicked his tongue in displeasure. Yet his cold gaze remained full of composure.
“If I do not leave you be, I will be expecting to see exactly what you are capable of in this situation.”
Fingernails dug into my flesh through my clenched fists. The Viscount, who had been staring at me for a moment, finally turned his gaze out the window. I glared at him as if I could kill him, but there was nothing I could do. My whole body trembled and my heart raced as if it would explode.
Soon, the sound of the carriage coming to a complete stop reached my ears. The door opened, and the Viscount gave a casual command to the man who stepped inside.
“Escort the Grand Consort.”
A rough hand grabbed my arm with a sudden force. I was dragged and thrown to the floor. Then I was pulled into a ruined, crumbling barn.
“Lock the doors properly. It will be troublesome if the Grand Consort tries anything foolish.”
“Yes, Viscount.”
I heard the click of a lock being secured from outside.
The old wooden barn had every window boarded up, letting in almost no light. I was thrown onto a pile of hay carelessly stacked on the muddy floor. I tried to lift myself, but my legs still had no strength.
Still, I braced myself with my trembling hands and, after much effort, managed to lift my upper body.
At that moment, the sound of metal moving signaled the door quietly opening.
“Your Highness, the Grand Consort has arrived safely.”
The polite voice of Viscount Elsworth came from outside. A tall, slender figure stepped in without hesitation, backlit by the faint sunlight, and approached me.
“Grand Consort, is it? So you are still the Grand Consort of Hezekia?”
I almost let out a bitter laugh as I looked up at the man responding to the Viscount with a small smile. I quickly averted my gaze and muttered like a sigh:
“…Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”
“Viscount, step aside.”
Everett ignored Elsworth, who was still bowing, and dismissed him. The Viscount cast me a final lingering glance of regret before closing the door and vanishing.
“Ah, Ruel. It seems you found the role of Northern Grand Consort rather entertaining.”
With a faint smile, Everett perched on a box discarded beside me. I could only lift my head and silently study him, unable to argue against his words.
“When I sent you to Hezekiah, pleading to be taken along even as a personal servant, I never imagined it would end up like this.”
“….”
I had done something like that, Ruellin…
A rising shame made me sigh. Everett’s eyes roamed over me with a long, probing gaze.
“I don’t know what happened in the North, and I won’t ask about the past. Ruel, it’s time you return to me.”
“…Return? Where am I supposed to go back to?”
“Do you not intend to come back? Ruell. Have you given your heart to the Grand Duke in the meantime? One can never trust an Omega’s heart.”
It would seem to anyone watching that he was scolding a wayward former spouse. I felt frustrated that I was too weak to strike back.
Everett brushed the dust off the box he was sitting on, speaking lightly as if commenting on the weather.
“Indeed, it seems the Grand Duke has completely fallen for you. He refuses to grant a divorce… I suppose I will have to give him a reason to proceed. Don’t you agree?”
“…What!”
Everett’s shadow loomed right in front of me. I stayed crouched, backing up slightly, gripping the floor with trembling hands. The coarse, damp soil sifted between my fingers. His gaze relentlessly settled on my lips.
“Shall we see if the Grand Duke will still refuse to release you?”
His hand came forward and grabbed my chin. The cold touch of his glove pressed against my skin, forcing my head to lift. Our faces were so close that I could feel his breath.
Then—
― Bang!
The sound of a door shattering echoed.
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