“Oh, I'm your father? Why me... ”
Duke Bold asked back with a puzzled look on his face.
A faint smile escaped the woman's lips as she looked down at him.
He's probably trying to remember now.
Did he ever sow seeds outside of the government he met regularly?
He was a human being who lived his whole life like that, so he couldn't think of anything like that.
“Of course, there were times when I wanted to be the child of my father’s mistresses.”
“What is that...”
“To see those children being loved by their father while I grew up being treated like the stallion of the family...”
The corners of Lobelia's lips, which had been smiling the whole time, vibrated slightly.
“...I was so jealous that I wanted to crush those children’s smiling faces with my own hands.”
Lobelia closed her eyes and remained silent for a while as if she was remembering that time.
Then, for a moment, she opened her eyes and shook her head.
“Unfortunately, I could not become the beloved child who was born as a child of my father’s mistress. Of course not now.”
After saying that, Lobelia brought her face closer to Duke Bold.
Finally, the moment when their eyes met in the air.
She smiled eerily.
“Then who do you think I am?”
Duke Bold gasped in fear at that soft question.
“Re, re... Rebecca?”
It was clear that he didn't really think that way and was just scared and saying whatever he could.
Because he didn't have the imagination to think that his daughter was in another woman's body.
Even though she knew that Lobelia smiled with satisfaction.
"That's right. It’s me, father.”
But Duke Bold once again denied his daughter.
As always.
“What nonsense... You're so crazy! I was so stupid to invite you into my plan without even knowing you were such a crazy girl!”
It was Duke Bold, who had been very frightened just a moment ago.
However, thinking that Lobelia was mentally ill, her spirit suddenly soared.
“...Even if what you say is true, nothing will change. You look like Lobelia Bart, but inside you're Rebecca Bold? Ha!"
He snorted at Lobelia as if he was proud of her.
“You're not my daughter, you're just a monster. Does that mean you're not a monster but a moot? Huh?"
Even if she's mentally ill and a murderer, isn't she just a bitch?
Perhaps because his pride was hurt at having been even momentarily frightened in front of her, Duke Bold opened his eyes and took a big stance.
She looked down at him and was silent for a moment.
Lobelia's lips slowly opened.
“That’s right, monster...”
Lobelia, who was softly continuing her sentence, soon burst into laughter.
The smile that had been on her face the whole time gradually faded away.
The cool green eyes once again came right in front of Duke Bold's nose.
In front of him, who was panting with excitement, Lobelia's voice rang out even more eerily.
“You created the monster that is me.”
Whoosh, whoosh...
A faint smile escaped the woman's lips as she looked down at him.
He's probably trying to remember now.
Did he ever sow seeds outside of the government he met regularly?
He was a human being who lived his whole life like that, so he couldn't think of anything like that.
“Of course, there were times when I wanted to be the child of my father’s mistresses.”
“What is that...”
“To see those children being loved by their father while I grew up being treated like the stallion of the family...”
The corners of Lobelia's lips, which had been smiling the whole time, vibrated slightly.
“...I was so jealous that I wanted to crush those children’s smiling faces with my own hands.”
Lobelia closed her eyes and remained silent for a while as if she was remembering that time.
Then, for a moment, she opened her eyes and shook her head.
“Unfortunately, I could not become the beloved child who was born as a child of my father’s mistress. Of course not now.”
After saying that, Lobelia brought her face closer to Duke Bold.
Finally, the moment when their eyes met in the air.
She smiled eerily.
“Then who do you think I am?”
Duke Bold gasped in fear at that soft question.
“Re, re... Rebecca?”
It was clear that he didn't really think that way and was just scared and saying whatever he could.
Because he didn't have the imagination to think that his daughter was in another woman's body.
Even though she knew that Lobelia smiled with satisfaction.
"That's right. It’s me, father.”
But Duke Bold once again denied his daughter.
As always.
“What nonsense... You're so crazy! I was so stupid to invite you into my plan without even knowing you were such a crazy girl!”
It was Duke Bold, who had been very frightened just a moment ago.
However, thinking that Lobelia was mentally ill, her spirit suddenly soared.
“...Even if what you say is true, nothing will change. You look like Lobelia Bart, but inside you're Rebecca Bold? Ha!"
He snorted at Lobelia as if he was proud of her.
“You're not my daughter, you're just a monster. Does that mean you're not a monster but a moot? Huh?"
Even if she's mentally ill and a murderer, isn't she just a bitch?
Perhaps because his pride was hurt at having been even momentarily frightened in front of her, Duke Bold opened his eyes and took a big stance.
She looked down at him and was silent for a moment.
Lobelia's lips slowly opened.
“That’s right, monster...”
Lobelia, who was softly continuing her sentence, soon burst into laughter.
The smile that had been on her face the whole time gradually faded away.
The cool green eyes once again came right in front of Duke Bold's nose.
In front of him, who was panting with excitement, Lobelia's voice rang out even more eerily.
“You created the monster that is me.”
Whoosh, whoosh...
Lobelian face contorted into a strange smile, a mixture of joy and sorrow.
“Wow, that’s crazy...!”
“...Don't look away. You should really see what you created.”
She grabbed the Duke of Bold's chin as he tried to turn his head and make him look at her.
The eyes of her father, who had ignored her all her life.
The corners of her smiling mouth trembled slightly.
How she hoped that his affection would seep into these eyes that turned towards him.
However, all she could receive from both her father and her mother was always heartlessness.
'If you can't do your best, what's the point of enjoying all this right then and there? I have many children who are more adorable than you.'
'With a face that resembles your father, you're walking around doing stupid things just like your father!'
She wanted to be loved.
So, she always did her best to avoid getting caught in their eyes.
She always did everything perfectly in her studies, culture, and appearance.
She hoped that if she proved his usefulness, one day she would be able to be loved by them.
'Why do you look down on those kids who don't put in any effort, but never look back on me who always works hard?'
There were many times when she wanted to ask that question.
But even that question was swallowed with tears.
She waited and waited for them to look back at her someday.
And in that endless wait...
She slowly died alive.
“I can’t believe it... Are you planning to kill me too?”
The sound of Duke Bold's voice, horrified by her, brought Lobelia out of her deep musings.
She quickly wiped away a single tear that had fallen while she was lost in the past.
“No, that can’t be possible.”
A grotesquely bright smile spread across her face.
“It is wrong to say that the parents unconditionally love their children more. Ny parents could abandon their child at any time but for that child... My parents mean the whole world to me.”
“...”
“...I won’t kill my father.”
At those words, Duke Bold's eyes opened wide as if they were torn apart.
It was a moment when the light of hope gradually seeped into it.
“In return, my father must live with me for the rest of your life. You gave me the love that you couldn’t give me before, did you know?”
Eventually, the woman's gaze, which became cold again, turned to the puppet again.
“...The puppet will make my father like that.”
At her words, the puppet came straight to Duke Bold.
Then, with incredible force, he began to bind his arms.
Duke Bold's face fell in fear and despair.
"This...Let go of this, let go of this!”
He was dragged helplessly away, screaming in fear.
Soon, silence filled the space left alone.
Lobelia stared quietly at the door where Duke Bold was dragged out, and then suddenly turned her head.
The place her eyes landed on was the full-length mirror placed near the sofa.
“...”
As she stared at it, 'it' began to sob again in her head.
"Please stop... Now give it back...”
It was the voice of Lobelia Bart, a poor woman who had lost her body.
“...Noisy."
"Please stop...Doing such a terrible thing with my body and my hands...”
She shook her head and shouted irritably.
“I told you to shut up!”
A variety of emotions were strangely intertwined on her distressed face, holding her hair.
Hot tears poured down her cheeks as she cried and laughed repeatedly.
Are the emotions she feels now her own or those of ‘Lobelia’?
It has been a long time since even the dividing line became blurred.
"Me too...I just want to get out of this damn body.”
Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...
She had an expression on her face that made it hard to tell whether she was laughing or crying as she shed heavy tears.
The souls of two different women coexist in one body.
It gradually drove both souls to destruction.
They were tightly entangled with each other as if they were one, but then divided again countless times.
And in that way, a lot of pain, sadness, and anger were cultivated.
Those feelings have become so deep that they cannot be considered as belonging to one person, and have now become so enormous that neither of the two souls can handle them.
“I wasn’t meant to come into the body of a weak woman like you in the first place. There was no guarantee that Cedric would love you even in this life...”
She gritted her teeth and muttered grimly.
Of course, there were times when coexisting with the spirit of ‘Lobelia’ was helpful.
For example, when dealing with stupid Henry, his parents, and the extremely rude Camilla.
Rebecca's soul, which had already suffered death several times and had become corrupted, did not have the patience to endure without killing them immediately.
Each time, she put forward the spirit of ‘Lobelia’.
Even when Henry Bart dares to pretend to be friendly and act disgusting.
Even when she had to be beaten by his vulgar parents.
Even when Camilla, who had taken advantage of her every time in her previous life, slandered the 'foolish Grand Duchess'.
And even when she has to spend time with annoying Bianca every day...
Thanks to the spirit of ‘Lobelia’, she has been able to survive without being detected.
However, she can only grit her teeth and endure it to a certain extent.
Her patience was slowly running out, to the point that there were times when she couldn't bear it anymore and tried to overtake the spirit of 'Lobelia'.
Henry Bart's death came from the very bottom.
'That person was as useless as Camilla in the first place, so it was better to kill him as soon as possible.'
She shook her head again as if affirming her choice.
On the other hand, Camilla had some usefulness left until then.
Because she was holding a grudge and had planned to take her hand and kill Rebecca's body.
Then, even if the person behind the murder was revealed, Lobelia's body would be able to be with Cedric without any suspicion.
So, she used her puppet to help Camilla, brainwashing her and tying her up.
But there was no longer a need to kill Rebecca's body.
Hasn't it now become a precious body with Cedric's imprint on it?
Moreover, it was Camilla who thoroughly used and betrayed her in her past life.
There was no reason to keep her alive any longer as her usefulness had disappeared.
She felt relieved to kill the two men and women who had been so disrespectful with her own hands.
However, Lobelia's pure white soul shed sorrowful tears even when she killed her husband who betrayed her, and her friend who mocked her.
“...It’s pathetic.”
She slapped herself hard on the cheek as if she was hitting someone else.
Then a shrieking scream stirred loudly in her mind again.
"Please! Please stop whining! You say you’ll give my useless body back right away!”
The sound of an angry woman roaring instantly hit the space like a rough wave.
And then for a while.
Smirk.
“Wow, that’s crazy...!”
“...Don't look away. You should really see what you created.”
She grabbed the Duke of Bold's chin as he tried to turn his head and make him look at her.
The eyes of her father, who had ignored her all her life.
The corners of her smiling mouth trembled slightly.
How she hoped that his affection would seep into these eyes that turned towards him.
However, all she could receive from both her father and her mother was always heartlessness.
'If you can't do your best, what's the point of enjoying all this right then and there? I have many children who are more adorable than you.'
'With a face that resembles your father, you're walking around doing stupid things just like your father!'
She wanted to be loved.
So, she always did her best to avoid getting caught in their eyes.
She always did everything perfectly in her studies, culture, and appearance.
She hoped that if she proved his usefulness, one day she would be able to be loved by them.
'Why do you look down on those kids who don't put in any effort, but never look back on me who always works hard?'
There were many times when she wanted to ask that question.
But even that question was swallowed with tears.
She waited and waited for them to look back at her someday.
And in that endless wait...
She slowly died alive.
“I can’t believe it... Are you planning to kill me too?”
The sound of Duke Bold's voice, horrified by her, brought Lobelia out of her deep musings.
She quickly wiped away a single tear that had fallen while she was lost in the past.
“No, that can’t be possible.”
A grotesquely bright smile spread across her face.
“It is wrong to say that the parents unconditionally love their children more. Ny parents could abandon their child at any time but for that child... My parents mean the whole world to me.”
“...”
“...I won’t kill my father.”
At those words, Duke Bold's eyes opened wide as if they were torn apart.
It was a moment when the light of hope gradually seeped into it.
“In return, my father must live with me for the rest of your life. You gave me the love that you couldn’t give me before, did you know?”
Eventually, the woman's gaze, which became cold again, turned to the puppet again.
“...The puppet will make my father like that.”
At her words, the puppet came straight to Duke Bold.
Then, with incredible force, he began to bind his arms.
Duke Bold's face fell in fear and despair.
"This...Let go of this, let go of this!”
He was dragged helplessly away, screaming in fear.
Soon, silence filled the space left alone.
Lobelia stared quietly at the door where Duke Bold was dragged out, and then suddenly turned her head.
The place her eyes landed on was the full-length mirror placed near the sofa.
“...”
As she stared at it, 'it' began to sob again in her head.
"Please stop... Now give it back...”
It was the voice of Lobelia Bart, a poor woman who had lost her body.
“...Noisy."
"Please stop...Doing such a terrible thing with my body and my hands...”
She shook her head and shouted irritably.
“I told you to shut up!”
A variety of emotions were strangely intertwined on her distressed face, holding her hair.
Hot tears poured down her cheeks as she cried and laughed repeatedly.
Are the emotions she feels now her own or those of ‘Lobelia’?
It has been a long time since even the dividing line became blurred.
"Me too...I just want to get out of this damn body.”
Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...
She had an expression on her face that made it hard to tell whether she was laughing or crying as she shed heavy tears.
The souls of two different women coexist in one body.
It gradually drove both souls to destruction.
They were tightly entangled with each other as if they were one, but then divided again countless times.
And in that way, a lot of pain, sadness, and anger were cultivated.
Those feelings have become so deep that they cannot be considered as belonging to one person, and have now become so enormous that neither of the two souls can handle them.
“I wasn’t meant to come into the body of a weak woman like you in the first place. There was no guarantee that Cedric would love you even in this life...”
She gritted her teeth and muttered grimly.
Of course, there were times when coexisting with the spirit of ‘Lobelia’ was helpful.
For example, when dealing with stupid Henry, his parents, and the extremely rude Camilla.
Rebecca's soul, which had already suffered death several times and had become corrupted, did not have the patience to endure without killing them immediately.
Each time, she put forward the spirit of ‘Lobelia’.
Even when Henry Bart dares to pretend to be friendly and act disgusting.
Even when she had to be beaten by his vulgar parents.
Even when Camilla, who had taken advantage of her every time in her previous life, slandered the 'foolish Grand Duchess'.
And even when she has to spend time with annoying Bianca every day...
Thanks to the spirit of ‘Lobelia’, she has been able to survive without being detected.
However, she can only grit her teeth and endure it to a certain extent.
Her patience was slowly running out, to the point that there were times when she couldn't bear it anymore and tried to overtake the spirit of 'Lobelia'.
Henry Bart's death came from the very bottom.
'That person was as useless as Camilla in the first place, so it was better to kill him as soon as possible.'
She shook her head again as if affirming her choice.
On the other hand, Camilla had some usefulness left until then.
Because she was holding a grudge and had planned to take her hand and kill Rebecca's body.
Then, even if the person behind the murder was revealed, Lobelia's body would be able to be with Cedric without any suspicion.
So, she used her puppet to help Camilla, brainwashing her and tying her up.
But there was no longer a need to kill Rebecca's body.
Hasn't it now become a precious body with Cedric's imprint on it?
Moreover, it was Camilla who thoroughly used and betrayed her in her past life.
There was no reason to keep her alive any longer as her usefulness had disappeared.
She felt relieved to kill the two men and women who had been so disrespectful with her own hands.
However, Lobelia's pure white soul shed sorrowful tears even when she killed her husband who betrayed her, and her friend who mocked her.
“...It’s pathetic.”
She slapped herself hard on the cheek as if she was hitting someone else.
Then a shrieking scream stirred loudly in her mind again.
"Please! Please stop whining! You say you’ll give my useless body back right away!”
The sound of an angry woman roaring instantly hit the space like a rough wave.
And then for a while.
Smirk.
The corners of her woman's mouth were strangely curved.
“The soul that was brought into my body engraved Cedric’s imprint on my body... So, I will return to my original body with Cedric's imprint on it, kekekeum...”
Of course, that was a big departure from the initial plan.
At first, she simply wanted to gain Cedric's imprint through the body of 'Lobelia' and be loved by him forever.
In the future shown by 'Lillian's Heart' while seducing him, Cedric took 'Lobelia' as his next wife after his death.
However, it was dangerous to switch bodies with ‘Lobelia’.
If their bodies were switched in the first place, Lobelia would start to doubt herself, and it was only a matter of time before Cedric found out about her plan.
So, she chose to bring in another soul, trap it in her body, and share the body with Lobelia.
Then, she planned to kill her body and get rid of it along with the soul.
Then Cedric, who lost his wife, will eventually be interested in herself as ‘Lobelia’.
To realize such a plan, several rituals were necessary.
The first thing to do was to sacrifice others and herself.
That's why even when she was imprisoned in a tower for killing a half-blood demon and putting it on the altar, and even when she was burned to death inside...
‘Hi! Hehehehe...Cedric forever... He's my man... Kkkkkk!'
She was willing to laugh.
“The soul that was brought into my body engraved Cedric’s imprint on my body... So, I will return to my original body with Cedric's imprint on it, kekekeum...”
Of course, that was a big departure from the initial plan.
At first, she simply wanted to gain Cedric's imprint through the body of 'Lobelia' and be loved by him forever.
In the future shown by 'Lillian's Heart' while seducing him, Cedric took 'Lobelia' as his next wife after his death.
However, it was dangerous to switch bodies with ‘Lobelia’.
If their bodies were switched in the first place, Lobelia would start to doubt herself, and it was only a matter of time before Cedric found out about her plan.
So, she chose to bring in another soul, trap it in her body, and share the body with Lobelia.
Then, she planned to kill her body and get rid of it along with the soul.
Then Cedric, who lost his wife, will eventually be interested in herself as ‘Lobelia’.
To realize such a plan, several rituals were necessary.
The first thing to do was to sacrifice others and herself.
That's why even when she was imprisoned in a tower for killing a half-blood demon and putting it on the altar, and even when she was burned to death inside...
‘Hi! Hehehehe...Cedric forever... He's my man... Kkkkkk!'
She was willing to laugh.
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