The Female Lead Raised The Villain Chapter 135

Twisted Truth (1)

Arthur's eyes sank. The silence between the two has suffocated. She got goosebumps at his beast-like eyes when she first saw him.

“Isn't it funny to say that you love me even though you've built a body that can't live without me?”

“I missed you that much.”

Was the shackle, he said, the invisible red string, mean this? Didn't he want to have a doll that could only breathe when he was by her side?

“If you wanted to win my heart, you shouldn't have fooled me from the beginning.”

“Mary, the bet with Knox was made long before you came to me. At that time…”

“If you're going to say you didn't expect this to happen, shut up.”

She didn't want to hear it. Now, what came out of his mouth was just a blatant excuse. No words will ever reverse their relationship.

Mary and herself, who were in it, have suffered too much to return to the already broken trust and relationship. It was the same for Arthur.

In the first place, his love was wrong. How can he say that it is love to hold a person's life to be by their side?

The wrong way eventually ruins not only oneself but also their opponent.

Like their relationship now.

“Mary, please.”

Arthur's voice quickly got wet. His trembling voice revealed his current feelings.

He was afraid now.

Arthur's hand, one step closer, slowly stretched out to her.

“Stop.”

Arthur's hand stopped at a close distance. Arthur's hand, which stopped towering, lost its place to go and floated in the air as if wandering.

“I… I'm sorry. So please.”

Arthur's body fell to the floor with a dull sound. His two knees touching the floor and his bent head shifted his gaze to the temple.

His body was shaking. He looked white with a lot of strength in his hands and on his knees. She couldn't turn her head.

As his gaze, which was facing downward, rose, she met his blood-red eyes as if trying to hold back.

Her heart was stuffy, and it fell endlessly down there as if it were falling down.

'So why did you do that?'

She wanted to pour out resentment. She wanted to ask if he had no choice but to do so or if that was the only way. But she couldn't spit it out of her mouth.

Tears finally formed in his wet and blurred eyes and fell. One drop, two drops…….

The second view was Arthur's tears.

“Why are you crying?”

She wanted to cry more than anyone else. Why is he screaming in front of her? Her face was distorted, chewing her lips to hold it in.

“…in the end. Mary, are you going to abandon me too?”

“Even the grandiose words of throwing away our relationship.”

“You don't have to forgive me, I leave, but … please don't leave me.

“If I die, you're happy, too. You can start all over again.”

She was spitting out words that she didn't mean and returning the wounds she received from him. She wanted to trample on an injury like this thoroughly, thinking that it could not leave a single scratch.

“It's a doll's play that you can win Mary's heart, deceive her, hold her life in your hand, and shake it arbitrarily anyway.”

“That can't be true, I'm doing it for you…….”

Arthur struggled to spit out his words as if throwing up. His breathing, which soothed his overwhelming emotions, was rougher.

She knows what that feeling is up to her throat. But she'll pretend she doesn't know.

“I don't want to know or hear it. Is there a reason why I need to know?”

Whatever he did for her, Mary, if he's the cause of her misfortune, isn't the result the same? They can't be together.

“Then what the hell should I have done?”

“When I got your life in my hands, she never looked at me, and you looked at me…… Then where should I ask?”

Arthur told her. Because of Mary, his life repeats repeatedly, and he repeated his death by watching her die while choosing another person.

He's asking her like that. What should he have done?

“Anyone will say, not this way.”

She got up from her seat and looked down at Arthur. Arthur's pupils shook aimlessly when he saw her cold eyes.

Sliding down, his body collapsed to the floor. His body trembled with his head stuck. He grabs her skirt that is about to pass by and cries sadly.

“Why, why am I…… You don't give me a single chance.…? You can give me a chance to repent… It's like…”

“It hurts more. You can do that.”

Snap- After hitting his hand, she walked toward the door.

Also, the sound of heels filled the room.

It's rattling.

The door was opened by her hand. The wind turned Carl's head, who was standing in front of the door. At the sight of Arthur lying on the floor and holding a carpet, he opened his eyes wide.

“Take him outside. Because I have to work.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Carl slowly approached Arthur. Carl's voice heard Arthur's upper body.

Arthur, who was looking at her with vain eyes, rose up helplessly. Carl quickly approached his staggering body.

Arthur raised his hand as if he was stopping Carl. Carl stopped in his place.

“If you're not with me, you'll be in danger, so I'll stay here.”

“It is your heart that stays, but don't come in front of my eyes. I'm not going to say anything good.”

Arthur smiled faintly at the cold voice. His drooping shoulders and weak hands shook in his footsteps.

Chapter end