A Stepmother’s Marchen - Chapter 18
After a moment of extremely subtle silence, it was Lucretia who opened her mouth first. The elegant Countess blinked her turquoise eyes wide and said, “Madam, what are you saying so suddenly? Did I perhaps make a mistake during our stay…?”
What a deft performance it was. I put on a smirk to applaud the performance.
“I have to say, it was quite surprising that you bought the employees. I wasn’t aware of it at first, but, you know…”
“What….”
“Oh, I understand. You’re the youngest of all the siblings, so you must have grown up with quite a bit of neglect. Poor thing, how miserable it must have been for you to treat your little nieces and nephews that way.”
I didn’t want to drag things on and I wanted to defeat her obvious vanity quickly, so I said that bravely. Lucreta’s noble face turned white in an instant.
Lord Valentino wrapped his sister’s shoulder with one arm as if protecting her, but he quickly began to stare at me with cold green eyes.
“That’s too much to say. I wonder if you have been properly educated.”
“I’m seriously thinking about digging your name out of the genealogy, then you will be very sorry.”
I don’t know how to describe the expression on Valentino’s face right now. It seems as if he couldn’t believe his ears, filled with anger and embarrassment.
What’s certain is that his reddish was ridiculous.
“What right do you have to…”
“As everyone says, I’m a cold-blooded woman who is planning to abandon the children after raising them over the past two years and leave, so what can’t I do? I hope we never see each other again. Just for your own safety.”
“This… whore went beyond her means!”
It was unexpectedly Lucretia who said that. As soon as she took off her usual noble mask, her color changed.
“Lady Lucretia, I’m not one of your nieces. It would be good for you to watch your mouth.”
It was just in an instant that Lucretia’s hand, who stood up straight to my smile and muffled attitude, struck me on the cheek, “Who the hell you think you are.”
… I must say that it was unexpected that I wouldn’t have self-control to this extent. It’s been so long since I’ve been beaten by someone.
I blinked for a moment, then, likewise, raised my hand and slapped Lucretia hard on the cheek. As strongly as she did. Didn’t she think I would do that? It was amazing how her turquoise eyes were popping out.
It’s a shame that I’ve instructed the knights not to interfere with whatever sounds they hear, or else I’ll tell my subordinates to do this.
“Oh, my god, you devil!”
At that very moment, the unexpected and bitter cry made me, Lucrezia, Valentino, look at the door at the same time.
Oh, my God, I told them not to let anyone in! Of course, it’s impossible for the knights to physically stop the kids, but…!
I didn’t even have time to panic at the unexpected situation. Among the three children who rushed in, rushing away from the knights who were trying to hold them back, Rachel, immediately attacked Lucretia and began to literally exhale the roar of a baby lioness.
The audience watched as she began to swing, bite and kick her mercilessly!
“You wicked devil! Who are you to bully fake mother?! What’s wrong with fake mother? My father liked our fake mother! He liked her more than us!”
It was only natural that Lucretia shrieked and fell to the ground. God!
Rachel cried and bit Lucretia and made all kinds of fuss, saying, “Do you know how evil your both are?” and “Do you know how evil the teacher and uncle are?”
Meanwhile, Leon started to cry after his sister.
In the midst of this unexpected development, Lord Valentino seemed briefly stunned by the scenery in front of him.
He soon came to his senses quickly.
The bully stared at me with a condescending face as if asking what was wrong with educating these young children, but I went to prevent his sister from being slaughtered.
It was never easy to hold Rachel, who was no different from an excited predator, and keep her away from her prey.
Lucretia staggered to her feet as I managed to hold on to Rachel and turn her tearful, reddish face towards me. She had a half-hearted look on her face, and came to her senses surprisingly quickly.
Lucretia’s next move, with her tangled hair, was to cling to Elias, who was shaking his shoulders but staring firmly at his uncle.
“Elias, my dear nephew, I’m sorry, sweetheart. Please forgive me if I hurt you unintentionally. You know how much I love and think about you.”
Lucretia, whose hair was scattered and with fingernails on her cheeks, was indeed a spectacular sight, pouring kisses on her nephew’s dumb face.
She held Elias’ head close to her chest and constantly appealed, “How could I hurt you on purpose… ..all I did was for your sake but then it turned out like this. Adults often make that mistake, too. Please understand.”
The twins glanced up at my face, clinging close to me.
Two pairs of large eyes shimmered in confusion and anxiety that were difficult to describe
Elias was stiff on the spot as if he had been disarmed.
A light of confusion, anxiety, and helplessness quickly passed through their aunt’s eyes, who poured out kisses and hugs in tears.
Elias, who looked at me standing with twins, pulled himself out and stepped back to my side, while another voice burst into this one theatrical situation, “What, it’s not over yet?”
Why did he show up? He’s a pain in the neck.
Jeremy proudly entered, leaving behind the knights. He must have witnessed the scene a while ago.
