I’ll Make It a Bad Ending Like a Villain

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Cecilia shouted, her eyes wide.
Both of her cheeks were red, perhaps from the light of the street lamp in the garden.

A light breeze blew past Cecilia’s hair.
There was a faint smell of alcohol from somewhere.

Filina’s face changed strangely as she looked at Cecilia.

‘Maybe she drank the champagne in the banquet hall.’

Was she drunk from the drink?

“You are outrageous these days.”

Cecilia shuddered at Ian’s cool voice.
Without realizing it, her footsteps as she sprinted backwards were slightly out of alignment.

Filina spoke with helplessness.

“Miss Cecilia, I think we should talk later.”

“……Lady?”

At Filina’s words, Cecilia wept over her face as she was wounded.
Then her cheeks, which were burning red, became even more evident.

Filina seemed to have a headache for some reason.

“I’m on vacation starting tomorrow, so I’ll invite Miss Cecilia to my mansion.
Let’s talk again then.”

Finally, Cecilia reluctantly nodded her head.

She turned around with slow footsteps.
Cecilia’s escort knight followed closely behind her.

Looking at her back, Filina felt confused.

In fact, she should have been the one to disappear from this scene now, not Cecilia.

She had no idea how the story was going.

“Filina.”

She heard Ian’s voice.
Filina turned her back and faced Ian.

His beautiful blonde hair shone brilliantly.
The pupils looking down on Filina were heavy.

“…I didn’t really come here to meet Your Highness,” she said, avoiding his gaze.

She was afraid Ian might have wrong expectations.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Ian exhaled softly and carefully grabbed Filina’s wrist.

Then they started walking together along the promenade where beautiful roses were in full bloom.

Filina stared at the joined hands.
The quietly sunken night sky in the rose-scented space created a romantic background.

If it were someone else, would she have been thrilled by the romantic atmosphere?

If the person walking with Ian wasn’t herself, but Cecilia… … would she fall in love with him?

Filina, who was walking helplessly holding Ian’s hand, stopped walking.Then, Ian, who was walking ahead, also stopped his steps.

He turned his head and looked at Filina.
Looking at Ian, she asked with a small smile.

“…Why did you ask to see me here separately?”

Ian let out a small sigh.
Then he pulled something out of his pocket and held it in front of Filina.

“Actually, I wanted to give it to you on a bench inside the garden.”

“…”

“When I’m with you……the picture I want doesn’t come out well.
Filina.”

He furrowed his eyebrows and gently covered his face with one of his hands.

“I don’t know if it’s because I am nervous without realizing it….”

The tip of his ears that could be seen through the large hand was red.

Filina lowered her gaze and looked at the indigo box he held out.

A box decorated with a yellow ribbon revealing a luxurious texture just by looking at it.

She asked again, raising her head and looking into his eyes.

“What is this?”

At Filina’s question, Ian lowered the hand that had covered his face and carefully opened the box.
Then a beautiful necklace with a red rose was revealed.

Ian looked at her with a friendly smile.

“I thought it would suit you well, so I prepared it.”

“…..”

“I hope I like you… … … … … “

He took the necklace out of the box and took a step forward in front of Filina.

With a slow motion of his hands, Ian swept Filina’s voluminous hair to one side.
He was going to put the necklace on her.

But Filina retreated and stopped his hands.

Ian’s face hardened coldly.

The cold wind made her skin tingle.

“I’m sorry.”

Filina looked up at him with an expressionless face and murmured.

“I can’t receive that necklace.”

Ian looked at her fiercely.

“…Why can’t you receive it?”

“Your Highness should know better.”

He looked down for a moment at Filina’s words and spoke in a dry voice.

“Because I have a fiancée? But you know marriage in the imperial court is just a formality.”

“…So now, Your Highness is saying that you are going to meet me secretly from behind, with Miss Cecilia as your wife?”

“No.”

Ian opened his mouth with a heavy expression.

Filina rolled her eyes, unable to understand him.
Then, Ian took a deep breath with a hesitant face, and then he uttered in a calm voice. 

“…if I become emperor.”

His golden iris shone alluringly.

“I’m going to divorce Cecilia and take you as Empress.”

Ian looked straight at her.
His firm expression was radiating a determined light as if he had made a great decision.

Filina’s face, staring at Ian, gradually turned into astonishment.

Now, what did Ian just say?

Divorce Cecilia and who will be empress?

Filina sighed with a confused face.

It was time to take a moment to understand the situation.

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