The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines

Chapter 273: [Side Story] Lizzy Poliana Louerg - Love and Hate

Despite the heavy rain outside, Lizzy had a dry, emotionless expression. It had been nearly 2 years since she moved up north to live in Louerg.

Knock knock.

A small knocking sound came at that moment.

As she turned her head back, a doctor carefully opened the door, entered, and bowed deeply.

“It’s time for your examination, Madam.”

“Do as you please.”

“Yes…”

Laura.

Yuriel.

Euphemia.

A cold and gloomy atmosphere that clearly contrasted with Ferzen’s other wives by his side.

Wondering if this could really be the expression of a woman carrying her husband’s child, the doctor cautiously approached and examined Lizzy’s body.

Then, after asking detailed questions to check for any abnormalities, he left the room.

Immediately after, alone in the room once again, Lizzy turned her head towards the window.

She was carrying a child, after being embraced by Ferzen several times.

While the choice of not avoiding her fertile period was something she did, Lizzy couldn’t muster a single shred of joy by seeing her belly grow as the days passed.

The clear realization that what was taking root and growing in her womb was Ferzen’s child—it hardly allowed her to have maternal love.

No, to be precise, that was an additional reason.

The essence was that she herself was rejecting it.

Yet, whether she liked it or not, the child was growing inside her.

She was nearing childbirth, so no matter how heartlessly she steeled herself, if she was human, she would inevitably develop affection.

However, Lizzy only forcibly cut out that emotion.

She never wanted to be caught by maternal love and create a happy family with Ferzen for the child’s sake.

She would try her best to be a good mother to this child, but she would not give them a happy family.

The only discord that would take root in the happiness Ferzen had painstakingly built up in Louerg.

That would be the child nestled in her own belly.

Yuriel and Linea.

Euphemia and Carlea.

Ferzen would be a kind and loving presence in their lives,

But this man wouldn’t be able to do the same with her and her child.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He would be nothing more than a tyrant.

It’s suffocating.

After watching the rain dripping down the window for a while, Lizzy quietly commanded her corpse servant to push her wheelchair forward.

* * * * *

“…What this?”

“This is called an Icicle, Young Lady.”

Carlea, who inherited Euphemia’s beautiful golden eyes, also had Ferzen’s glossy black hair.

The child became extremely curious about the bluntly frozen piece of ice she found while walking along the corridor.

Tap!

She soon reached out her small hand, detached it, and tried to bring it to her mouth.

But then, she instead passed it to her younger sister, Linea, who was beside her.

As she was now a 2-year-old child, the intense desire to lick and taste something that caught her interest was still present.

The fact she was able to suppress this impulse and gave Linea the first taste made it clear that Carlea was a good elder sister.

Linea, who had gained interest in what her older sister Carlea had shown curiosity about, giggled and opened her mouth while fiddling with the icicle she received.

Although they looked like sisters born from the same womb at a glance due to having the same black hair, their different eye colors, made it clear they were in fact, half sisters.

And yet…

“No, young lady.”

The maid who snatched the icicle from Linea’s hand shook her head resolutely.

What would happen to the young baby teeth that were just starting to come out if they put a hard piece of ice in their mouth?

“Uh, uhh…”

At that, the two children tried to cling to the maid’s skirt and plead, but soon gave up meekly and backed away.

The fact that Carlea and Linea didn’t stubbornly persist with the childish tenacity they showed interest in was a testament to how well-behaved and properly raised they were.

Flinch!

As they continued walking along the corridor, the maid suddenly lowered her head hurriedly at the sight of Lizzy on the other side.

After living in the mansion for a long time, some maids started to gain a sense of belonging according to the mistress they served…

Laura.

Yuriel.

Euphemia.

However, all the maids working in the mansion were wary of Lizzy.

It wasn’t because Lizzy was at the top of the hierarchy.

No, if anything, after Ferzen himself, the second person who had the most influence in the household would undoubtedly be Yuriel.

So, to accurately describe Lizzy’s position, it would be correct to say that she was an outside factor in the hierarchy.

She didn’t belong.

Although it was extremely contradictory to describe Lizzy, who was Ferzen’s concubine and had already conceived his child, as such…

The maid thought there was nothing that better represented the relationship between Ferzen and Lizzy than that contradiction.

“Small Mommy!”

“Mommy!”

And unlike the very tense maid, Carlea and Linea toddled over to Lizzy.

Knowing that their younger sibling was inside the swollen large belly, the emotions contained in their touching hands were very pure affection and curiosity.

“Are you that excited for your younger sibling to be born?”

“Yeah!”

“Uh-huh!”

Looking down at the two children who clung to her annoyingly and fumbled with her belly—the two children deeply imbued with Ferzen’s traces—Lizzy reached out and stroked their hair.

Her mouth was smiling,

But her eyes were cold.

The children were too young to notice this distortion.

Do you know… that your happiness will become my child’s suffering?

Louerg was a harsh and cold place.

And yet, because of the cold, the warmth generated by familial love was all the more important.

How would Lizzy’s child, who would be cursed to never feel this warmth, feel when looking at those two?

You two, please, just grow up well like that.

Lizzy soon removed her hand and walked along the corridor.

Squeak.

Due to the increasing distance, the laughter of Carlea and Linea also died down, and the sound of the wheelchair’s wheels only intertwined with the pouring rain.

* * * * *

As there was no one to interact or associate with, Lizzy returned to her room early, ate dinner alone, and lay down on the bed in comfortable clothes with her eyes closed.

Rain falling in Louerg was not as common as one might think, so being able to spend time calmly listening to the pouring rain was a rather precious moment.

The sound gradually subsided, as sunlight swept through the window.

Click.

At that moment, someone entered the room without knocking, breaking the quiet time, and Lizzy naturally frowned and opened her eyes.

There was only one person in Louerg who could rudely enter her bedroom without knocking, so there was no need to even guess.

“Ha.”

Is he going to do it again today?

Thinking that she couldn’t even laugh anymore, Lizzy shifted her gaze to the storybook in Ferzen’s hand.

Why does it seem so ridiculous that he’s trying to do prenatal care that even she, as the mother, wouldn’t do?

“Why do this? When this child is born, you won’t be able to be a good father anyway.”

Despite Lizzy’s cynical words, Ferzen pulled up a chair and sat down next to her, unperturbed.

Seo-jin’s memories contained various stories that didn’t exist in this world, so it wasn’t difficult to pick out fairy tales that children would like.

The process of having to transcribe them directly was quite difficult, but since Carlea and Linea liked them very much, it was worth the effort.

Ferzen got into a comfortable position, opened the book, and began reading the contents aloud.

During his reading, he reached his hand and gently stroked Lizzy’s belly, as if trying to reach the child.

But Lizzy couldn’t feel the slightest bit of emotion from Ferzen’s actions.

It’s just a selfish atonement, trying to relieve his own guilt as he pleases.

It was bothersome.

So, Lizzy turned her head to the side without saying anything.

This is the only moment when he can pretend to be a good father, and rather, the memories of this moment will provide a clearer contrast when he becomes a misguided father after the child is born.

Waiting for the fairy tale to end, Lizzy closed her eyes.

She also tries to focus on the sound of rain coming from outside rather than Ferzen’s voice.

However, the distinctly pleasant baritone voice naturally drew attention, as it always did.

The content was so child-friendly that it was hard to believe it was created in the mind of a human named Ferzen.

Yes, it must have been, but for some reason, today’s fairy tale story didn’t have much of a sense of dissonance, so Lizzy turned her head again to look at Ferzen.

It was about a girl selling matches on a winter day, looking at a happy home, and lighting the matches she was trying to sell to get a glimpse of a happy illusion.

Just then, the fairy tale ended, and Lizzy opened her mouth to Ferzen, who put the book down on the desk.

“Is that a story foreshadowing the future of this child who will soon be born?”

Hearing Lizzy’s low-pitched words, Ferzen put down the book and took off his coat to hang it up.

“Didn’t you say you abhor walking the same path as me?”

“Ha. Even though you erased my life, my family, and my household… I didn’t harm Yuriel, Laura, Euphemia, your brothers, or the royal family to whom you pledge such loyalty. And yet, it’s a bit disgusting for you to imply that I’m becoming like you.”

“……”

“The one who will make this child unhappy is not me, but you. I will be a good mother to this child. And you will establish yourself as a tyrant who abuses and berates such a mother. Don’t try to appeal to emotions and transfer your guilt in vain. It’s just a selfish atonement and an act of trying to relieve your guilt as you please anyway, isn’t it?”

Her low-pitched voice gradually rises, clearly conveying a viscous sense of disgust.

Looking down at Lizzy like that, Ferzen loosened his tie.

Forcibly setting an equal position, and trying to eliminate guilt through the moral superiority that comes with such actions…

Certainly, in that sense, there is nothing more fitting than the expression of selfish atonement, trying to relieve one’s guilt as one pleases.

Therefore, Ferzen had no right to say anything to Lizzy, who was planning her revenge in her own way.

However, in terms of not replicating his own way of willingly choosing the worst for the best…

Will Lizzy be able to not bend that tainted belief?

In order to make Ferzen a misguided father, Lizzy actually had to go through the process of abusing herself.

Forcibly taking Euphemia, severing ties, making her pregnant, killing Ciel Midford…

Compared to himself who had shattered the entire Claudia family, she could still be considered a good person.

Yes…

Perhaps from the moment he allocated some of his karma in the underworld, the balance of the scales was not equal.

No, is there really a need to question himself at this point?

At least Ferzen believed that Lizzy would not be able to stick to that tainted belief until the end.

If she could have had such a rough mindset from the beginning, she would have willingly followed in his footsteps.

“Ahat! Ahahaha…!”

Although Ferzen clearly didn’t say anything, Lizzy burst into laughter as if the image of Corleone, the old monster of the Alfred family she met two years ago, was overlapping with his figure looking down at her.

「Your hate…Your venom…Is pathetic. Weak women like you can’t even hold a sword against a Child conceived by their enemy’s seed. 」

「 Dregs like you, who think of punishing people with their existence…Will only suffer more and more, for nothing. You will rot away in time, the malice you carry will also crumble. Your resolve is weak. Truly, what a waste 」

「 You see girl. Human emotions tend to fade away and numb over time. No matter how intense the emotion, there are no exceptions. In the end, that emotion vanishes, and this stubbornness of yours will chain you down…I can see it already, you submitting to him. All that hate is simply a way for you to mask the yearning for the happiness and family you lost…And the funniest part? You will find it at the bosom of your enemy.」

It was a brief but intense encounter, so the memory of that day vividly recalled even the very sly and dirty voice.

“Do you think I’ll submit to you just because I will bear your child?”

Lizzy laughed some more before hardening her expression and glaring at Ferzen.

“Don’t underestimate me.”

An Old Snake who doesn’t have many days left to live…

The enemy she hates and despises the most in the world…

Why do they all look down on her like this?

Displeased by the arrogant leisure that naturally seeps out as if it’s a matter of course, Lizzy continued.

“I didn’t interfere with you because this is the only time you can pretend to be a good father… but I don’t think it’s going to work out.”

“……”

“Let’s do it.”

No, is there really a need to ask for this man’s opinion in a suggestive sentence?

“Do it.”

Lizzy, who changed to a strong imperative tone, soon loosely spread her two legs.