I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 116



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2024.02.24.

“A man and a woman? A man and a woman?”

It wasn’t that she was shocked by the word man and a woman now. Rather, the little bit of guilt she had felt toward her father completely disappeared as if it were a lie. It seems

that Cordelia was nothing to Pablo. The moment she fully realized that, her head cooled down.

“You always talk as if she was your precious child. After all, your father only had one child, Dennis.”

“How dare you compare you to Dennis? He’s a real Vasquez. Unlike you.”

Pablo’s eyes were overflowing with contempt that he couldn’t hide. Cordelia roughly pushed away Pablo’s arm that was tightly gripping her shoulder.

“When you sold me to Abrams, you told me to fulfill my duty as Vasquez, but now that I’ve lost all my utility, you’re not my daughter anymore?”

“That’s a favor that you should repay as a human being.”

“Hahaha. A favor. Grace?”

It was so absurd that I could only laugh.

At that moment, a sword came out through the old wooden door with a loud noise. Cordelia and Pablo’s eyes turned to it at the same time. Beluche’s urgent voice burst through the crack in the door.

“The knights are coming!”

Along with that, magical power was seen moving in the room where Cordelia was. It was the first time I had seen it, so I didn’t know what kind of magic it was, but it was very ominous.

“No way… … .”

Cordelia turned her head so fast that the wind could make her hear and looked at Pablo.

If the knights had just attacked them, then they could have thought they were being followed. However, the strange magical power movement in the room where her father was staying meant that it was a trap by someone who knew she would come here in advance.

Cordelia took a couple of steps away from Pablo and glared at him.

“This time, you sold me out to Maximilian.”

“What are you talking about?”

Pablo pretended not to know and acted like he didn’t know, but no one could doubt it.

The only person who could threaten her now was Maximilian, so it was clear that he had used Vasquez to call Cordelia to the capital under the pretext of her death.

Cordelia felt an indescribable deep emotion toward Pablo, having sold her unborn daughter three times. For the first time, she was overcome by a cruel and intense urge to cut off his head and place it on Vasquez’s broken gate.

The gate, which had been pierced several times, cracked open. Gasil appeared, panting, holding a bloody sword.

“You must escape quickly.”

“Use the treasure of Evrard!”

Belluce shouted, blocking the swords that were flying nonstop. Cordelia looked around quickly to assess the situation. Belluce and Gasil were blocking the narrow gate and holding off the men who were rushing in, but she didn’t know how long they could hold out. She felt

sorry for the two men, but since their target was Cordelia, it might be better if she weren’t there.

Cordelia tightly gripped the bracelet on her left wrist and concentrated all her energy as before. She tried to recall Leonard’s face and the lab inside the magic alliance.

However, no matter how desperately she called her master’s name and recalled the lab, the space did not change.

The only door was already occupied, and although there was a window in the room, it was so small that a person’s head could barely fit through it.

“What are you doing? I told you to run away!”

Belluce shouted, panting. The number of enemies rushing in did not decrease no matter how many times she defeated them.

“I want to go too. I want to go… …”

Cordelia groaned with a sad face. She kept trying, recalling the feeling when she first realized space travel magic, but her magic was cut off in the middle as if something was blocking it.

“Please, please.”

Perhaps the flow of magic under her feet was limiting the abilities of Evrard’s treasure.

The thread flew away with a thud. Just as Cordelia was startled and was about to approach him, Belluce staggered and knelt down. The floor was covered in blood from the minor injuries.

The narrow room was already packed with people. Gashil limped to his feet and moved to protect Cordelia, but he stumbled as if he was going to fall again.

“Have you not subdued

him yet?” An unexpected figure appeared through the shattered door. Of course, he thought it would be Maximilian, but a red-haired man who looked to be in his late thirties came, cutting through the knights.

Belluce looked at him and let out a short groan.

“Embly… … .”

“Embly? That man is the Elector of Embly?”

Leonard had heard the story before. Maximilian had lured Embly’s daughter into having a child, and Embly had accepted Maximilian’s hand as a result.

However, when he actually met the Elector of Embly, he looked too young to have a grown daughter.

Moreover, unlike Pablo, who was exhausted from alcohol and cigarettes every day, Anton had a solid body and smooth face.

“You’re wasting your time like this because you couldn’t even defeat two knights? Tsk. What are you doing? Bring that woman here right now.”

“Yes, my lord.”

New knights appeared behind Elector Embly. Beluche and Gasil held their sword grips tighter and surrounded Cordelia to protect her. Their intentions were admirable, but no matter who looked at them, they had no chance of winning.

And that prediction soon became reality. The two men held on well, but Gasil soon fell to the ground bleeding first, and Beluche was completely subdued by the other knights.

“Beluche!”

“Ugh.”

“Ingrion’s eldest and second sons always die. Your youngest son is different. You won the jousting competition last year, right?”

Anton looked down at Beluche, who had barely been subdued by four knights, with somewhat favorable eyes. Beluche trembled like an untamed wild horse.

“Hmm. Well, Ingrion has many sons, so he could do without one.”

Anton turned his gaze as if nothing had happened, making the terrifying remark. Cordelia’s body froze as she met his eyes.

“Bring me here.”

“Let go of this!”

In the end, even Cordelia was captured by the knights. She tried to use a shield magic by drawing up her magic power, but this too was cut off in the middle as if blocked by a wall.

Cordelia was dragged in front of Anton by the knights and forced to kneel.

Anton grabbed her chin and lifted it up. His deep blue eyes, seen up close, held no emotion.

“Blame your father who sold you for a hundred thousand ringlets.”

“Only a hundred thousand?”

Cordelia turned her head and looked at Pablo, who was stuck in the corner. She mocked Pablo with a deep sneer on her lips. “You said

you wouldn’t be able to sell your daughter anymore, so why didn’t you call me a little more? You should take advantage of this opportunity.”

“Are you fearless? Are you stupid?”

It was an unexpected reaction. Even if she didn’t cry, I thought she would be so scared in this situation that she wouldn’t even look me in the eye.

She was a woman the same age as my daughter, so I thought she would naturally react similarly to Rosaline, but Cordelia didn’t even flinch.

“You don’t know what your situation is right now, do you?”

“I know. Isn’t Elector Embly, who joined hands with Maximilian, trying to kidnap me using my father?” “You know, but

you’re being too stubborn.”

“If the Elector was determined to kill me, he would have already done it. Don’t waste time like this.”

Cordelia retorted somewhat cynically. Her mistake was that she had too much faith in the bracelet. She didn’t think that even the ring her Master gave her was covered in magic that made it inoperable.

“I don’t know what you want to gain by kidnapping me, but I don’t think Master will do as you wish.”

“We’ll just have to wait and see.”

Anton took out a small bottle from his bosom. Inside was a sloshing purple liquid. Cordelia bit the inside of her mouth because it looked suspicious at first glance. It certainly didn’t seem like she had kidnapped him impulsively.

“Clean up this place.”

It seemed like the words “clean up” didn’t simply mean cleaning up the situation. Embly’s knight pulled out his sword while stepping on the unconscious Gasil’s head. It was the same for Beluche. Cordelia became anxious.

“Okay, wait a minute!”

However, her situation was not easy to worry about Gasil and Beluche. Anton winked at the knight holding her arm, and the knight forced Cordelia’s mouth open.

“Ugh, wait.”

Cordelia resisted fiercely as Anton approached with the bottle open. She pulled her body back as far as she could when the bottle was about to touch her lips. Anton got annoyed and grabbed Cordelia’s head again, somewhat forcefully.

“If you don’t want to eat while you’re unconscious, then just open your mouth properly.”

“Huh, let’s make a deal.”

“Deal? Haha. What have you got?”

His sneer seemed justified. Everything was extremely unfavorable for Cordelia, and on the surface, she had nothing to offer Anton.

“I have nothing, but I can prevent him from getting what he wants.”

“What?”

Cordelia stuck her tongue out between her teeth. She looked Anton straight in the eye and said,

“Let them go, and I’ll eat whatever the Elector wants to feed them.”

“Why should I?”

“Because if I lay a finger on either man, I’ll die too.”