IELNDMH - Chapter 63 < The Fall of The Villain (3) >
I Ended Up Living Up Next Door With My Ex-Husband
"This... You son of a bitch!”
When she saw Henry's cold back, the anger Camilla had been suppressing exploded.
At that moment, all that remained for Camilla was a sense of betrayal.
‘That cowardly bastard! I'm going to kill you right here and now!'
Camilla's eyes sparkled with murder.
“Camilla...!”
At that moment, Henry sensed something strange and hurriedly turned around.
He quickly dodged away and immediately grabbed Camilla's hand tightly.
“Let go of this! Won’t you let go?!”
Camilla, who failed in her plan, lost her temper.
“Camilla, you! How could you try to stick a dagger in my back?”
Henry shouted, his face suddenly turning white.
But Camilla just snorted with her face covered in sweat and fatigue.
“I’m not just married, I’ve spent countless nights with you. Why are you turning your back on me like that?”
Camilla tried to wrestle her hand away from Henry's hold on her.
“Does it make sense for you to do this to me?”
“Camilla, please come to your senses!”
Henry shouted, gripping Camilla's wrist even tighter.
“Let go of this! Let go!”
Camilla cried out fiercely as she tried her best to somehow sink her blade into Henry.
She had another flash of murderous intent in her eyes.
The moment he met those eyes, Henry felt his spine go numb.
He even began to think that if Camilla kept losing her mind, he might actually die in this shabby inn room.
He hurriedly raised one hand and slapped Camilla hard on the cheek.
Slap!
“Come to your senses, you crazy woman!”
Henry's shout echoed loudly throughout the inn room.
The slap was so hard that Camilla fell across the floor as soon as she was hit, as did the sword she was holding in her hand.
"Haha....”
Henry, who was breathing heavily, picked up the knife that had fallen on the floor.
Then he slammed it straight into the wooden wall and shouted.
“Camilla! Did you really intend to stab me with that knife? Crazy, you've really gone that far. You must have lost your mind!”
Sharp vitriol and disdain poured in non-stop.
Camilla was silent for a while with her head down, and then a grim laugh escaped her lips.
“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk... Ha ha ha...!”
Until she threw her head back and burst into laughter.
When Henry's face became distorted once again, Camilla glared at him and continued her words again.
Her voice was so calm that it felt gloomy.
“So you’re saying I have to endure all this shame alone? Why... Only me?"
“Camilla....”
“Who am I to start doing this?”
Camilla, who had been lying on the floor until then, struggled to get up.
“All of this was because of you.”
Her sweaty face twitched unnaturally.
“But now you want to go back to Lobelia in peace...?”
Camilla immediately grabbed Henry by the collar and pushed his face right in front of her nose.
“...Because of you, my flower garden is a mess.”
“..."
“But I see you leisurely leaving, pretending to be innocent... Do you think I’ll just watch it like this?”
Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…..
Another unpleasant laugh came from Camilla.
Henry, looking at her like that, had an expression on his face that was already sick of her.
For a moment, Henry gently held Camilla's wrist while trying to capture her expression.
“Listen to me...”
“Don’t touch it, let go of this!”
“Camilla, I have a plan too.”
“Do you think I’ll believe anything that snake tongue says again?”
“If Lobelia finds out about our relationship, the problem will get bigger, and you know that!”
Henry's shouting made Camilla's resistance stop for a moment.
Henry took advantage of that opportunity to firmly grab her wrist and continue speaking as if admonishing her.
“Now that you have lost all of your personal property, if I am kicked out by the vassals of the Count Bart family without even receiving decent alimony... There is really no hope for us, Camilla.”
Hearing his soft voice, Camilla's expression began to soften little by little.
The Bart family was originally Lobelia's maternal family.
The current head of the family was Henry, but the powerful vassals of the family naturally sided with Lobelia.
If Lobelia's affair was discovered, Henry might not only receive alimony but also have all his personal assets taken away.
That meant that there was some truth to what Henry said.
Camilla narrowed her eyes in disbelief.
“So what you’re saying is... Are you saying you plan to take all of the Count Bad family's assets and divorce her? So, you plan to remarry me...?”
Henry nodded his head slowly.
“Whoa... okay. I just want to be with you somehow, Camilla.”
Camilla glared at Henry for a moment as he said that.
However, that cruel mask was soon torn down by tears.
Indeed, the kindness of others that she had felt for the first time in a long time made Camilla like that.
Henry held her in his arms and gently patted her back.
“Trust me and wait a moment, Camilla. I will somehow announce to the whole world that you are my wife.”
“...”
“...Even if it means killing Lobelia.”
“Huh....”
Camilla eventually burst into tears.
Henry hugged her tighter and immediately kissed her cheek.
Camilla looked up at Henry, wiping away her tears.
"Really... Can I trust you?”
“Well, of course.”
Henry answered, smiling brightly like a baby angel.
“Camilla, who would we trust if not each other?”
When Camilla nodded her head slowly, Henry looked straight at the grandfather clock.
“I have to go now. Lobelia will be waiting.”
“...Lobelia?"
Camilla's eyes wavered uneasily.
Henry, who saw her like that, made a snort softly.
“You idiot, I told you just now. Lobelia must not know anything between us until I have complete possession of the House of Count Bart.”
"But....”
“If we delay here any longer, Lobelia will get suspicious. I really have to go now.”
Camilla eventually nodded her head.
Henry opened the door to the inn room, leaving a light kiss on her cheek.
“Meet me at the imperial banquet hall, my love.”
With those words, Henry left the shabby inn room without any regrets.
Then Camilla's face, which had been smiling for a moment, began to darken.
“...My love?"
A grim sneer gradually crept into the corners of Camilla's mouth.
Tsk tsk.
Camilla, who had been suppressing her laughter, wiped away the tears that had spread around her eyes.
“Henry, do you think I’m so naive as Lobelia, who always deceives you?”
She knew better than anyone else how philistine Henry was.
He takes the risk of killing his wife for the sake of Camilla, who has nothing left but debt?
'A passing dog would laugh.'
The reason Camilla, who was the daughter of a poor baronial family, was able to rise to this level was none other than her ability to judge the situation calmly.
There was no way Henry would abandon Lobelia for her.
'You're going to kill Lobelia? You're just a guy who doesn't have the guts to do it without me.'
Camilla continued to chew her fingernails, her anxious expression evident on her face.
“Lobelia, Lobelia, that damn Lobelia! Why do you always take everything when you don’t even try? Why on earth?”
Even though she screamed as much as she wanted, tearing out her sweat-soaked hair, her anger did not go away.
“In the end, this is it... It’s because of those two exes.”
Crackling.
The sound of teeth grinding resonated coldly in the shabby inn room.
Finally, Camilla forcefully pulled out the blade that Henry had left on the wall a moment ago.
For a moment, she stared at the blade with her crazy eyes.
She nervously slammed the sharp tip of the knife down on the table.
Pop! Grasp-!
Every time that happened, she continued to mutter the two names darkly.
“Lobelia, Rebecca, Lobelia, Rebecca, Lobelia...”
Camilla's eyes gradually darkened with murder.
“Seeing you guys happy while I’m rolling around in this mud... Do you think I’ll just leave it like this?”
Meanwhile, Henry, who left Camilla's inn room, sighed in frustration and went down the stairs.
Arriving at the bar on the inn's first floor, he walked straight up to the long counter and raised his finger.
“Here, a glass of rum.”
All he could expect from a shabby bar was cheap rum, but at that moment, Henry desperately needed some alcohol, whatever it was.
Soon the rum he ordered was placed on the table.
Henry emptied his glass in one go.
“One more drink.”
Then he leaned against the counter and bowed his head.
To anyone else, the current Henry would seem like a man in deep despair.
But now he was struggling to hold back his laughter.
‘Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk... Camilla, there's no way I could take care of you when something like this has happened, right?'
The day he last visited the futures exchange with Camilla.
Looking back now, Camilla insisted that she would invest in her own name without planning it, and now that he looks back, it was a stroke of luck.
'If I had invested in my name that day... Ugh.'
Henry trembled as if just imagining it made his spine tingle.
Of course, it was unfortunate that he lost his investment, but thanks to Camilla, he was able to avoid getting into an astronomical amount of debt, so that was it.
Now there was only one thing left.
To get rid of Camilla, who clings to him like a sticky spatula, and to safely protect the position of the head of the Count Bart family.
'For that to happen, I have to make sure to win Lobelia's heart.'
Thinking like that, Henry's brow furrowed slightly.
It was because of the subtle coldness he felt from Lobelia recently.
“Wow, that’s really strange....”
Lobelia always happily accepted even the occasional affectionate touch from him.
Henry thought she was just a pure and obedient woman who did that...
Perhaps Lobelia had sensed Camilla's and his infidelity.
It wasn't that she hadn't thought about it.
However, Lobelia simply remained silent despite her own questioning.
It's as if she doesn't even care about Henry at all.
At that point, Henry started to feel impatient.
Now Camilla's path to success has been ruined.
The only person Henry could rely on was his wife, Lobelia.
“Damn, why are all these girls so complicated?”
Henry scratched his short blonde hair nervously and took another gulp of the rum in front of him.
Henry frowned after drinking the bitter, cheap rum.
Then he let out a shallow breath with an indifferent expression.
'Lobelia, I don't know what you're thinking these days, but changing your mind is easier for me than twisting a child's wrist.'
He was the first man of Lobelia.
Is that all he is?
In her naive life, it was obvious to her that he would be the last man.
“Henry, do you think I’m so naive as Lobelia, who always deceives you?”
She knew better than anyone else how philistine Henry was.
He takes the risk of killing his wife for the sake of Camilla, who has nothing left but debt?
'A passing dog would laugh.'
The reason Camilla, who was the daughter of a poor baronial family, was able to rise to this level was none other than her ability to judge the situation calmly.
There was no way Henry would abandon Lobelia for her.
'You're going to kill Lobelia? You're just a guy who doesn't have the guts to do it without me.'
Camilla continued to chew her fingernails, her anxious expression evident on her face.
“Lobelia, Lobelia, that damn Lobelia! Why do you always take everything when you don’t even try? Why on earth?”
Even though she screamed as much as she wanted, tearing out her sweat-soaked hair, her anger did not go away.
“In the end, this is it... It’s because of those two exes.”
Crackling.
The sound of teeth grinding resonated coldly in the shabby inn room.
Finally, Camilla forcefully pulled out the blade that Henry had left on the wall a moment ago.
For a moment, she stared at the blade with her crazy eyes.
She nervously slammed the sharp tip of the knife down on the table.
Pop! Grasp-!
Every time that happened, she continued to mutter the two names darkly.
“Lobelia, Rebecca, Lobelia, Rebecca, Lobelia...”
Camilla's eyes gradually darkened with murder.
“Seeing you guys happy while I’m rolling around in this mud... Do you think I’ll just leave it like this?”
***
Meanwhile, Henry, who left Camilla's inn room, sighed in frustration and went down the stairs.
Arriving at the bar on the inn's first floor, he walked straight up to the long counter and raised his finger.
“Here, a glass of rum.”
All he could expect from a shabby bar was cheap rum, but at that moment, Henry desperately needed some alcohol, whatever it was.
Soon the rum he ordered was placed on the table.
Henry emptied his glass in one go.
“One more drink.”
Then he leaned against the counter and bowed his head.
To anyone else, the current Henry would seem like a man in deep despair.
But now he was struggling to hold back his laughter.
‘Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk... Camilla, there's no way I could take care of you when something like this has happened, right?'
The day he last visited the futures exchange with Camilla.
Looking back now, Camilla insisted that she would invest in her own name without planning it, and now that he looks back, it was a stroke of luck.
'If I had invested in my name that day... Ugh.'
Henry trembled as if just imagining it made his spine tingle.
Of course, it was unfortunate that he lost his investment, but thanks to Camilla, he was able to avoid getting into an astronomical amount of debt, so that was it.
Now there was only one thing left.
To get rid of Camilla, who clings to him like a sticky spatula, and to safely protect the position of the head of the Count Bart family.
'For that to happen, I have to make sure to win Lobelia's heart.'
Thinking like that, Henry's brow furrowed slightly.
It was because of the subtle coldness he felt from Lobelia recently.
“Wow, that’s really strange....”
Lobelia always happily accepted even the occasional affectionate touch from him.
Henry thought she was just a pure and obedient woman who did that...
Perhaps Lobelia had sensed Camilla's and his infidelity.
It wasn't that she hadn't thought about it.
However, Lobelia simply remained silent despite her own questioning.
It's as if she doesn't even care about Henry at all.
At that point, Henry started to feel impatient.
Now Camilla's path to success has been ruined.
The only person Henry could rely on was his wife, Lobelia.
“Damn, why are all these girls so complicated?”
Henry scratched his short blonde hair nervously and took another gulp of the rum in front of him.
Henry frowned after drinking the bitter, cheap rum.
Then he let out a shallow breath with an indifferent expression.
'Lobelia, I don't know what you're thinking these days, but changing your mind is easier for me than twisting a child's wrist.'
He was the first man of Lobelia.
Is that all he is?
In her naive life, it was obvious to her that he would be the last man.
He took some of his coins out of his pocket and threw them haphazardly on the counter.
“Master, it would be better to use a slightly better quality rum.”
He didn't forget to give a mean slap to the bar owner.
Henry leisurely snorted and put the hat he was holding back on.
And he left the bar, reminding himself of the promise he had momentarily forgotten due to the two women's backlash.
'Let's stop worrying about unnecessary things and make a plan to impress His Majesty the Emperor at this imperial banquet.'
But at that moment, Henry couldn't bear to know.
The fact is that the fate of many people, including himself, will change starting from that day he has been waiting for so long.
The Emperor's Birthday Banquet.
That fateful day was quickly approaching.
The chapter is missing sadly
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