IELNDMH - Chapter 103 < Save My Son! >
I Ended Up Living Up Next Door With My Ex-Husband
“I knew right away that this was such a mean thing, you bitch!”
Baroness Collins rolled her eyes, spewed out her harsh words, and roughly pushed Lobelia on the shoulder.
Lobelia, who was praying, was pushed by the strong hand and fell helplessly to the ground.
At the same time, her neatly pulled-up blonde hair was disheveled and blowing in the wind.
“Ugh, mother... !”
Lobelia's face had already been stained with tears for a long time.
She quickly adjusted her posture and sat down, looking up at her in-laws with sad eyes.
“That’s not really what I did. Mother, father. Please, please trust me...”
Lobelia repeatedly begged people to trust her.
But as Baroness Collins looked down at her, her face only grew more grim.
“How dare you try to trick us with your face until the end!”
Baron Collins also joined in and hurled dagger-like vitriol.
Lobelia was just helpless because of the sharp attacks and verbal abuse from the two people.
The soldiers in front of the castle gate remained oblivious even as they watched their Master being harassed.
Lobelia seemed to have already gotten used to being treated like that, and she didn't even ask for a little help from them.
The middle-aged couple became even more elated in a situation where there was not even a single obstacle in their way.
“Then who on earth killed my son? Who else stole the property, huh? Even though all your vassals found out and came here, you lied to the very end!”
The reason they were so angry was because of the wealth of the Count of Bart's family that disappeared after Henry's death.
The position of head of the Bart family, Lobelia's parents' home, went to her husband, Henry.
Just before his death, Henry used his position to secretly steal all of his wife's family's property from his wife and vassals.
This was at a time when he was still on good terms with his mistress, Camilla.
In the unlikely event that their affair became known, they planned to run away for love with all of the Bart family's assets.
Even after the fiery romantic relationship soured, Henry continued to embezzle his wife's property as a personal slush fund.
Then he passed away in an instant.
The vassals of the Bart family, who lost their heads, took the time to check the remaining assets of the family according to procedures.
And they learned a remarkable fact.
The entire wealth of the Bart family, known as the hidden riches of the North, disappeared.
Since Henry did not even leave any information on where he had been borrowing money to support his life, the whereabouts of all his assets became even more mysterious.
No one could even imagine that the culprit who stole the money was Henry's mistress, Camilla.
So, in a way, it was natural that all the criticism would be directed at Henry's spouse, Lobelia.
The vassals reprimanded Lobelia for leaving everything to Henry and not taking care of her family's finances.
The servants and soldiers whose salaries were delayed also began to leave Bart Castle one by one, and the remaining servants and soldiers behaved disrespectfully towards Lobelia, saying that they would definitely collect their delayed salaries.
Everything took a turn for the worse, but what bothered Lobelia the most was the persecution from her in-laws.
Baron Collins and his wife expected to receive a portion of the inheritance from the Bart family after the death of their son Henry.
Then, when he realized that the entire Bart family fortune had evaporated, he began blaming his daughter-in-law.
Claiming that the current situation is Lobelia's ploy to kill his son and monopolize the family's wealth.
But in fact, that was an unreasonable reflection of his deep-seated feelings of disdain for hjs daughter-in-law, who was from a wealthy family.
“Save my son! Save my son, you vicious snake!”
At that moment, Baroness Collins went berserk, grabbed Lobelia by the hair and shook it.
Lobelia's delicate body shook helplessly.
“Mother, please don’t do this...!”
She tried as hard as she could to get her mother-in-law to let go of her hold on her hair, but Baroness Collins wouldn't budge.
Lobelia, who was crying and pleading, soon let go of her mother-in-law's hand as if she had given up.
She then started banging Lobelia's head with her fisted hands.
“Don’t do this. No, really! If you keep doing this, I will no longer...”
Lobelia's face, which continued to clutch her head, was distorted in pain.
But the excited Baroness didn't even notice that and grabbed her daughter-in-law's hair and shook it.
“There’s so much to say about killing my son, huh? I think you can be confident like that forever!”
There was a time when Baroness Collins was screaming like she was possessed by an evil spirit.
“What on earth are you doing now!”
A voice like a sharp wind cut through the chaos in an instant.
A place where silence suddenly came.
The gazes of the three people who were painfully stuck together turned to one place.
“Who the hell is meddling?”
Baron Collins, who was shouting fiercely, instantly opened his eyes wide.
A dark red priest's robe stretched down to his feet, and a yellow badge certifying that he was the Pope's representative hung on his right arm.
High Priest Diat.
This was the man who had come from the capital to the North as a representative of the Pope to deliver a congratulatory message.
“Please let go of that hand, Ma'am."
High Priest Diat, who had already come closer, gave an order in a cool voice.
“Lord Collins, and Madam. What kind of dishonorable behavior is this?”
He has heard that local noble families often build castles far from their homes and abuse their daughters-in-law.
But he never thought he would see that scene with his own eyes.
A deep sense of contempt gradually seeped into the eyes of High Priest Diat.
“High Priest Diat, how did we get to this point...?”
He was the High Priest Diat who came to the North as a representative of the Pope.
As if it wasn't enough to show him off, the couple was caught working together to harass their ex-daughter-in-law.
A look of confusion clearly appeared on the faces of the Baron and his wife.
“It’s a misunderstanding, High Priest! If you listen to our story, you will definitely understand. How did this all come about...”
Baroness Collins waved her hand hastily and began to excuse herself.
“You know it too, High Priest? What a mysterious death my son Henry had!”
She glared venomously at Lobelia and spoke again.
“I later checked and found that most of the Bart family’s wealth had evaporated. Henry, who was kind, must have left us a legacy.”
“...”
“Isn’t this a situation that raises suspicions that someone greedy for my son’s personal property intentionally killed him? Someone who can take care of Henry’s assets when he dies!”
“..."
“That innocent girl must have killed my son! High Priest, you must be on our side. That way, Henry will close his eyes in peace!”
As Baroness Collins ground her teeth, her fleshy lower jaw vibrated loudly.
She continued to complain that it was unfair.
However, the look in High Priest Diat's eyes only grew colder as he looked at her.
“Of course, I am sorry for your loss. But wasn’t that case already concluded as a death by drowning due to drunkenness?”
“However, there are still some doubts about it being a simple slip...!”
“Mrs. Collins, that is a case that the Emperor has investigated with special interest.”
High Priest Diat's voice was somewhat cold.
It was a warning to Baroness Collins for raising her questions about a case that had already been closed.
It was also intended to make her aware that she was now daring to defy the will of the Emperor.
Fortunately, Baroness Collins quickly understood what she meant, and immediately shut her mouth.
The same was true of her husband, Baron Collins.
“Both of you, it would be best if you both leave for today.”
“But High Priest, if we continue like this, it’s clear that they will frame us against you... !”
“Go back.”
At first glance, it may seem like a gentle invitation, but in reality, it was a very clear 'order'.
High Priestess Diat passed Baron and Baroness Collins, whose bewilderment was evident, and strode towards Lobelia.
He then held out his hand to her, who was still sitting on the ground.
“The floor is cold. Please get up first, Ma’am.”
Lobelia stared blankly at the hand of salvation held out in front of her for a while.
Her face was certainly beautiful, but there was not a glimmer of hope in her.
Soon, the hazy mist that had spread within her green eyes turned into thick raindrops and dripped down.
High Priest Diat looked at her sadly and held out his hand closer.
“Come on, come on.”
Lobelia finally raised one of her hands and extended it towards the High Priest.
A slight tremor occurred in her fingertips.
"Thanks... Yes, High Priest..."
High Priest Diat slowly grabbed Lobelia's hand and pulled her, and his successor carefully supported her body as she stood up.
Baron Collins and his wife gritted their teeth in secret as they watched her.
Then, for a moment, while trying to suppress their anger, they waved goodbye to the High Priest Diat.
“Then we’ll just head back..”
Although their anger was still subsiding, their voice seemed to be much more depressed.
High Priest Diat nodded his head, ignoring them, and the Baron and his wife soon left in a carriage.
Even after their carriage had moved a long way away, Lobelia's anxiety did not seem to subside.
Lobelia's hands holding on to High Priest Diat were still full of strength.
The High Priest slowly but forcefully removed her hand.
When he saw Lobelia being bullied a little while ago, he felt pity, as all humans do.
However, when those who claimed to be villains disappeared, High Priest, Diat returned to his usual cold demeanor as if he had never done it before.
“Why didn’t anyone help Madam? Now the only owner of this castle is Madam.”
Lobelia looked at her surroundings with anxious eyes in response to High Priest Diat's calm question.
She glanced at the soldiers standing in front of the gate, then turned her back on them and spoke in a whisper.
“Mr. High Priest. Actually, there was something I couldn’t bear to say to the High Priest at the Twins House banquet the other day.”
“What do you mean....”
“It’s okay even if it’s just for a little while! So please give me now... Can you spare some time?”
The woman's frightened voice seemed to announce her critical situation.
“I have something to show you... There is...”
Lobelia, who was praying, was pushed by the strong hand and fell helplessly to the ground.
At the same time, her neatly pulled-up blonde hair was disheveled and blowing in the wind.
“Ugh, mother... !”
Lobelia's face had already been stained with tears for a long time.
She quickly adjusted her posture and sat down, looking up at her in-laws with sad eyes.
“That’s not really what I did. Mother, father. Please, please trust me...”
Lobelia repeatedly begged people to trust her.
But as Baroness Collins looked down at her, her face only grew more grim.
“How dare you try to trick us with your face until the end!”
Baron Collins also joined in and hurled dagger-like vitriol.
Lobelia was just helpless because of the sharp attacks and verbal abuse from the two people.
The soldiers in front of the castle gate remained oblivious even as they watched their Master being harassed.
Lobelia seemed to have already gotten used to being treated like that, and she didn't even ask for a little help from them.
The middle-aged couple became even more elated in a situation where there was not even a single obstacle in their way.
“Then who on earth killed my son? Who else stole the property, huh? Even though all your vassals found out and came here, you lied to the very end!”
The reason they were so angry was because of the wealth of the Count of Bart's family that disappeared after Henry's death.
The position of head of the Bart family, Lobelia's parents' home, went to her husband, Henry.
Just before his death, Henry used his position to secretly steal all of his wife's family's property from his wife and vassals.
This was at a time when he was still on good terms with his mistress, Camilla.
In the unlikely event that their affair became known, they planned to run away for love with all of the Bart family's assets.
Even after the fiery romantic relationship soured, Henry continued to embezzle his wife's property as a personal slush fund.
Then he passed away in an instant.
The vassals of the Bart family, who lost their heads, took the time to check the remaining assets of the family according to procedures.
And they learned a remarkable fact.
The entire wealth of the Bart family, known as the hidden riches of the North, disappeared.
Since Henry did not even leave any information on where he had been borrowing money to support his life, the whereabouts of all his assets became even more mysterious.
No one could even imagine that the culprit who stole the money was Henry's mistress, Camilla.
So, in a way, it was natural that all the criticism would be directed at Henry's spouse, Lobelia.
The vassals reprimanded Lobelia for leaving everything to Henry and not taking care of her family's finances.
The servants and soldiers whose salaries were delayed also began to leave Bart Castle one by one, and the remaining servants and soldiers behaved disrespectfully towards Lobelia, saying that they would definitely collect their delayed salaries.
Everything took a turn for the worse, but what bothered Lobelia the most was the persecution from her in-laws.
Baron Collins and his wife expected to receive a portion of the inheritance from the Bart family after the death of their son Henry.
Then, when he realized that the entire Bart family fortune had evaporated, he began blaming his daughter-in-law.
Claiming that the current situation is Lobelia's ploy to kill his son and monopolize the family's wealth.
But in fact, that was an unreasonable reflection of his deep-seated feelings of disdain for hjs daughter-in-law, who was from a wealthy family.
“Save my son! Save my son, you vicious snake!”
At that moment, Baroness Collins went berserk, grabbed Lobelia by the hair and shook it.
Lobelia's delicate body shook helplessly.
“Mother, please don’t do this...!”
She tried as hard as she could to get her mother-in-law to let go of her hold on her hair, but Baroness Collins wouldn't budge.
Lobelia, who was crying and pleading, soon let go of her mother-in-law's hand as if she had given up.
She then started banging Lobelia's head with her fisted hands.
“Don’t do this. No, really! If you keep doing this, I will no longer...”
Lobelia's face, which continued to clutch her head, was distorted in pain.
But the excited Baroness didn't even notice that and grabbed her daughter-in-law's hair and shook it.
“There’s so much to say about killing my son, huh? I think you can be confident like that forever!”
There was a time when Baroness Collins was screaming like she was possessed by an evil spirit.
“What on earth are you doing now!”
A voice like a sharp wind cut through the chaos in an instant.
A place where silence suddenly came.
The gazes of the three people who were painfully stuck together turned to one place.
“Who the hell is meddling?”
Baron Collins, who was shouting fiercely, instantly opened his eyes wide.
A dark red priest's robe stretched down to his feet, and a yellow badge certifying that he was the Pope's representative hung on his right arm.
High Priest Diat.
This was the man who had come from the capital to the North as a representative of the Pope to deliver a congratulatory message.
“Please let go of that hand, Ma'am."
High Priest Diat, who had already come closer, gave an order in a cool voice.
“Lord Collins, and Madam. What kind of dishonorable behavior is this?”
He has heard that local noble families often build castles far from their homes and abuse their daughters-in-law.
But he never thought he would see that scene with his own eyes.
A deep sense of contempt gradually seeped into the eyes of High Priest Diat.
“High Priest Diat, how did we get to this point...?”
He was the High Priest Diat who came to the North as a representative of the Pope.
As if it wasn't enough to show him off, the couple was caught working together to harass their ex-daughter-in-law.
A look of confusion clearly appeared on the faces of the Baron and his wife.
“It’s a misunderstanding, High Priest! If you listen to our story, you will definitely understand. How did this all come about...”
Baroness Collins waved her hand hastily and began to excuse herself.
“You know it too, High Priest? What a mysterious death my son Henry had!”
She glared venomously at Lobelia and spoke again.
“I later checked and found that most of the Bart family’s wealth had evaporated. Henry, who was kind, must have left us a legacy.”
“...”
“Isn’t this a situation that raises suspicions that someone greedy for my son’s personal property intentionally killed him? Someone who can take care of Henry’s assets when he dies!”
“..."
“That innocent girl must have killed my son! High Priest, you must be on our side. That way, Henry will close his eyes in peace!”
As Baroness Collins ground her teeth, her fleshy lower jaw vibrated loudly.
She continued to complain that it was unfair.
However, the look in High Priest Diat's eyes only grew colder as he looked at her.
“Of course, I am sorry for your loss. But wasn’t that case already concluded as a death by drowning due to drunkenness?”
“However, there are still some doubts about it being a simple slip...!”
“Mrs. Collins, that is a case that the Emperor has investigated with special interest.”
High Priest Diat's voice was somewhat cold.
It was a warning to Baroness Collins for raising her questions about a case that had already been closed.
It was also intended to make her aware that she was now daring to defy the will of the Emperor.
Fortunately, Baroness Collins quickly understood what she meant, and immediately shut her mouth.
The same was true of her husband, Baron Collins.
“Both of you, it would be best if you both leave for today.”
“But High Priest, if we continue like this, it’s clear that they will frame us against you... !”
“Go back.”
At first glance, it may seem like a gentle invitation, but in reality, it was a very clear 'order'.
High Priestess Diat passed Baron and Baroness Collins, whose bewilderment was evident, and strode towards Lobelia.
He then held out his hand to her, who was still sitting on the ground.
“The floor is cold. Please get up first, Ma’am.”
Lobelia stared blankly at the hand of salvation held out in front of her for a while.
Her face was certainly beautiful, but there was not a glimmer of hope in her.
Soon, the hazy mist that had spread within her green eyes turned into thick raindrops and dripped down.
High Priest Diat looked at her sadly and held out his hand closer.
“Come on, come on.”
Lobelia finally raised one of her hands and extended it towards the High Priest.
A slight tremor occurred in her fingertips.
"Thanks... Yes, High Priest..."
High Priest Diat slowly grabbed Lobelia's hand and pulled her, and his successor carefully supported her body as she stood up.
Baron Collins and his wife gritted their teeth in secret as they watched her.
Then, for a moment, while trying to suppress their anger, they waved goodbye to the High Priest Diat.
“Then we’ll just head back..”
Although their anger was still subsiding, their voice seemed to be much more depressed.
High Priest Diat nodded his head, ignoring them, and the Baron and his wife soon left in a carriage.
Even after their carriage had moved a long way away, Lobelia's anxiety did not seem to subside.
Lobelia's hands holding on to High Priest Diat were still full of strength.
The High Priest slowly but forcefully removed her hand.
When he saw Lobelia being bullied a little while ago, he felt pity, as all humans do.
However, when those who claimed to be villains disappeared, High Priest, Diat returned to his usual cold demeanor as if he had never done it before.
“Why didn’t anyone help Madam? Now the only owner of this castle is Madam.”
Lobelia looked at her surroundings with anxious eyes in response to High Priest Diat's calm question.
She glanced at the soldiers standing in front of the gate, then turned her back on them and spoke in a whisper.
“Mr. High Priest. Actually, there was something I couldn’t bear to say to the High Priest at the Twins House banquet the other day.”
“What do you mean....”
“It’s okay even if it’s just for a little while! So please give me now... Can you spare some time?”
The woman's frightened voice seemed to announce her critical situation.
“I have something to show you... There is...”
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