The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets

lips.

“Protect the child.”

Mrs.
Amerigo lifted a cruel white flag at Abella.

Evil woman, the devil.
The monster who tormented her father.

As if her mother had forgotten all the words she had poured out towards Abella, her mother reached out to Abella.

Abella’s eyes trembled slightly.

It was the first time in her life that she had ever seen her mother look so weak.

Even on the day her father died, her mother did not show any weakness.

Such a mother bowed her head to Abella for Simon.

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Strangely enough, her heart began to ache.

It seemed as if unrefined grains of rice were rolling in her chest.

Her mother, who had never protected Abella, broke her high pride for Simon.

To the child who she so despised.

Suddenly, Simon’s weight in her arms felt heavier.

“Auuuunnnntttttt!”

If it weren’t for Simon, who laughed and slapped Abella’s cheeks, she wouldn’t have felt that it was real.

Abella couldn’t move because Simon was shouting ‘aunt’ into her ear.

To the point that she wanted to ignore the fact that people looked at her with indifferent eyes.

It was Simon that diluted Abella’s helplessness.

Armed with childish innocence, Simons neutralized Abella’s depression, resignation, and solitude.

At once, Abella was brought from hell to heaven.
Children were really amazing in some ways.

“Aunt like!”

She didn’t know what he was screaming about.

He held onto Abella and laughed just like Carlo.
Abella couldn’t refuse the hand that Mrs.
Amerigo held out nor could she refuse Simon.

It felt like the shackles that wrapped around Abella were falling into the deep swamp.

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Abella’s love for the rest of her family was pulling her in.

“Yes, mother.”

Abella answered in a restrained voice.

She sincerely held her mother’s hand, who had never been on her side before.

Abella’s jewel-like eyes sank deeply.

She was so miserably happy that her mother reached out to her.

To her.

Abella strengthened the hand that held Simon.

“Aunt? Woooo?”

“Yes, Simon.”

Simon Amerigo.

That was the full name Abella gave to the child as an aunt.

Abella exhaled slowly.

“……I will protect you.”

There was a sound of something shattering inside Abella.

Was it the last hope that she was holding toward her mother, or was it her affection?

It was better not to say anything.