[Part 3] Death Is The Only Ending For The Villain (FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSE)

Chapter Side Story 18

This was not a permission, but a notification.

I no longer need ask for permission from the Duke. "Penelope."

The Duke quickly asked me with a surprised look. "Where the hell are you going, leaving your house? Huh?" "Anywhere."

I replied so quietly after some time.

"So you're not going to give me a farewell."

"Penelope!"

Like when he heard I had met Yvonne, The Duke's face turned pale.

"We didn't finish the conversation last time. No matter what anyone says, you're my daughter. How does it make sense to cut the vile between parents and children!"

"I know you'd say that."

I nodded my head in silence.

"Then from now on, please don't care what I do."

Game is over, and I have to go through a future that I no longer known in this world. "Wherever I go, whatever I do there, even if I marry someone you hate."

"Penelope Eckart!"

The Duke opened his eyes and shouted.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't to care what you're doing!"

When he asked me, he looked at my expressionless face and suddenly shut his mouth. It seemed he had figured out the reason.

After a moment the duke soon opened his mouth with a tired look.

"I was the one who bring you here and I admit I haven't looked after you properly."

"....."

"ButNow I have one daughter left with my eyes are wide open. You just tell me about Yvonne's news,

and now you're telling me this ? Huh? Uh, you can smash your father's heart." The Duke's expression full of grief and sorrow, made my heart flutter.

The Duke was a man with great responsibility.

Besides, he have a little guilt for me, so he'll be more protective of me.

Of course, I know his words and actions toward me are not simply due to responsibility and guilt. Now I've got a little affection from him, and maybe he had been thinking me as a real family.

But because of it, I have spent hellish days with my heart divided in two. The desire for affection and the desire to be recognized by them.

Their hatred driving me crazy and made me so miserable. Just like my pride which been broken every time it happend.

Whenever I saw Duke, I was troubled by the conflict between the two emtions. "I asked if you didn't blame me for killing Yvonne."

Nevertheless.

Even though I've come all the way here, I was a little afraid that they'll blame me. "I also need time and opportunity for not to blame people in this mansion, Father." They never once asked me such a thing.

How my mind and how I feel.

The Duke's eyes grown ever bigger, as if he had never expected to hear this from me. Duke's lips whose had been clenched and stiff hard, opened after quite a long time. "...... Penelope, my dear. You still think that's"

"....."

"Do you still resent me?"

Duke's blue eyes shook incessantly.

I looked at him like that and finally accepted it. "Yes."

"Haa"

Duke raised his hand and slowly brushed his face.