Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 182

Chapter 91.2

I urgently looked at her at his words. Not wanting to be left alone with Raniero right now, I sent her a pleading look. Seraphina also hesitated.

Witnessing her hesitation, his voice suddenly grew harsh.

“I ordered you to leave, but didn’t you hear?”

I could see Serafina trembling pitifully. She, too, was someone who had been traumatized by Raniero, so it was natural for her to feel fear.

However, whether it was due to my pleading gaze, she tried to resist.

“This isn’t Actilla’s territory. You don’t have the right to give orders…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Raniero’s face began to harshly contort. I knew that he hated saying things three times, so in the end, I cut off Seraphina’s words.

“Seraphina, please leave.”

Seraphina, who was biting her lip, closed her eyes tightly and stood up as she wore a reluctant expression. As she walked towards the door, she glanced back at me for a moment.

It seemed as if she was asking if I would be okay.

I forced a smile.

As soon as she left and I was alone with Raniero, I regretted sending her away. The air began to weigh heavily on my shoulders. Then, with the grace of an elegant beast, he pulled out a chair in front of the table and sat down.

“Do you have something to say to me?”

It was a truly difficult question.

I felt more pressure than the first day I was possessed. The answer seemed to be fixed. If I wanted to alleviate his anger, apologizing seemed to be the best course of action.

“I’m sorry…”

“You’re sorry… There’s no need to say you’ll never do it again.”

Raniero blocked off that option as my best choice.

Speechless, I looked into his eyes. While his expression was calm, his eyes weren’t. It seemed like the obsession lurking in those crimson eyes would devour me at any moment.

It wasn’t something I could feign ignorance or brush it aside.

The words of Seraphina about me being the Saintess of Tunia and the content of the original story, which depicted only cruel situations for the Saintess of Tunia, were woven together in those eyes.

For a moment, the thought of how overwhelming it would be to handle crossed my mind.

The next moment, I was out of bed and standing. The wound was so painful that the knee on the injured side instantly bent. Because of that, my body swayed, and Raniero reflexively reached out his hand towards me.

I fearlessly slapped his hand away.

His eyes widened for a moment, and then he looked down at his hands in disbelief before he let out a hollow laugh.

“This is your answer.”

His words were barely audible.

I picked up the glass that Seraphina had left on the table. Fortunately, it was made of porcelain. Then, without a second thought, I slammed it down on the wooden table, shattering it. The glass shattered with a sharp sound.

As I gritted my teeth and grabbed the largest piece, I attacked Raniero without any hesitation. Since he was sitting in a chair, I slammed into him with my weight. With a loud noise, Raniero fell over, and I toppled over him. I gritted my teeth until bloodshot veins appeared in my eyes and slashed at him with a sharp blade. Still, it was futile. Beneath me, he looked up at me calmly.

“Uh… uunh…”

Strange sounds escaped from my mouth.

Even though Raniero blocked my feeble weapon with his hand with no hesitation, I raised my arm in the air again and slammed it down. This time, he snatched the porcelain fragment from my hand and tossed it away.

Tears dripped from my eyes.

If I were the Saintess of Tunia, shouldn’t I be able to kill this person right now? If I held the secret weapon that I had obtained by paying a price to Providence, I shouldn’t be so easily thwarted?

My tears fell onto Raniero’s blood-stained palm.

“If you keep doing this, you’re going to lose the use of your ankle.”

When I saw the blood slowly cease from his hand, I subconsciously checked his neck. The wound inflicted by Eden’s blow was healing cleanly without any inflammation.

“I don’t care.”

Raniero took my hand. It seemed like he was checking to make sure that the porcelain fragment hadn’t pierced through me.

I hastily pulled my hand back.

But he didn’t let that happen.

It was a strong signal that he wouldn’t allow me to move away. As one of his hands tightened around my wrist, his other wrapped around my waist in a tight embrace. I felt like I was trapped by those two eyes that were gazing at me so persistently.

At that moment, everything surrounding me felt overwhelming, and I had no thoughts on what to do now.

All of a sudden, he whispered.

“Was it a lie when you said you loved me?”

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