It's Not A Childcare But A Contract Marriage - Chapter 25 Part 1

“W-what?”

Perhaps flustered by my lively tone, my mother hesitated and then spoke again with a raised eyebrow.

“Our daughter, are you scared? Still, we need to correct the mistake. Oh, I know! I’ll go with you, and I’ll be there by your side. It won’t be difficult to speak then, right?”

“Hmm… … no,I don’t want to.”

“Come on, let’s—!”

When she spoke as if scolding an immature child, I listened, tilted my head as if thinking, and immediately refused.

My mother, who mistakenly thought it was consent that had come from consideration, made a hasty remark, but then realized belatedly that she had been tricked and her face hardened.

“You are… …!”

Perhaps she bit back the harsh words she was about to say, and my mother clenched her lips as if she had swallowed them. 

I could see her feathers quivering at the end of her fan as she held it.

‘Hmm.’

I thought to myself as I calmly looked at that figure.

I deliberately didn’t tell them why I left them.

I knew that they didn’t love me as a family but merely used me as a pawn. So, I intended to strike back in kind.

Revealing the motives and plans for my revenge might bring a temporary sense of satisfaction, but…

‘Revenge is quiet.’

Is there any point in giving a hint to prepare by blowing the notice?

I hoped that the family would find out as late as possible.

That way, I can make you feel as vivid an experience as the back of your head that I experienced.

‘I have to hit the back of the head quickly and accurately!’

I promised myself again and looked at my mother who was wheezing heavily, unable to hold back all of her anger.

‘Anyway, that was my intention, but… … Still, I never thought you would be this oblivious.’

As I was watching, I felt a little strange.

“The daughter I knew wasn’t like this.”

My mother, who had furrowed her brows, must have been really angry to the point of tears. This time, her eyes were filled with real tears, not fake.

It’s not heartbreaking for me anymore. It’s just like a habit.

I calmly and rationally rebuked the unconscious mind that was trying to flinch reflexively.

‘Uh-huh, that’s not it.’

You keep blaming me for the problem and trying to fit it into the mold you want, right?

Beep-beep. This is classic gaslighting.

As I calmly reflected on it, my heart, which had moved for a moment, became as calm as a ghost. good. It is the victory of reason!

“Why on earth are you doing this!”

While I maintained my trust in reason, my mother, who had been quite energetic, lost her composure and shouted.

As an intellectual, I gave a reasonable answer.

“Yeah… … Because I don’t want to do that.”

“You, you. Don’t you feel sorry for your brother?”

“Why should I do that?”

“In what world, to me… If you have even a little bit of consideration for family, you can’t act this way.”

Oh my, mother.

If you go out and gaslight me like that, I will go straight to the emperor and spit out your title! In fact, I think she wanted me to retract by saying, ‘The real one is my brother!’

Because I am no longer the Evely I used to be.

Sounds that do not sound like words are not input to the new 2.0 version of Evely.

‘Come on, 2.0 Everly, it’s your turn to cry!’

I did my best to stimulate the inside of my throat as if I was yawning without opening my mouth, making my eyes watery.

I was eager to make them understand the painful feeling of being the family scapegoat!

‘Betrayal, that’s what I suffered!’

When I recalled the old memories of being stabbed by my family, tears came out without difficulty.

“I cannot dare to do such a fearful thing as to lie to His Majesty.”

“W-what?”

“Hey! What are you talking about!”

Doulian, who had been watching quietly behind my mother all this time, shouted in alarm.

“The words you are saying, Mother, mean that I should go to His Majesty and tell him that I lied, that it was actually Brother who developed the medicine and that he should bestow the title on Brother.”

I summarized the story in one word so that anyone who heard it could clearly understand it, and I spoke it clearly and in a very loud voice.

So that there isn’t a single noble here who hasn’t heard of it.

Thanks to this, I was able to vividly enjoy the sight of the faces of the family turning blue in front of my eyes.

“Lies to His Majesty! When have I ever said such a thing!”

Hmm. She’s jumping around because she’s afraid she’ll be caught deceiving the royal family.

“Evely, you. Are you driving your mother like this just because you heard something you didn’t want to hear?”

“Yes! Trying to put such a terrible charge on me! This is completely unacceptable.”

“Please stop it. Mother, Brother.”

They were trying to trick me into deceiving the royal family.

In fact, I only did it right, but I spoke in a resolute tone to the two people who were shocked and spoke passionately.

“Of course it was my fault.”

“Right! You finally get it. Misunderst—”

“This was the first time I listened to my mother’s request to name my brother in the name of the person in charge of developing the cure because I felt sorry for Brother Doulian, who had no right to inherit the family.”