CHAPTER 91

'Edith Riegelhoff has seduced men like this. Damn it!'

How excited and happy this man was when the woman he didn't dare to look at her, smiled so seductively, and touched him. Fred Sicily almost became Edith's dog. He collected a lot of information about the railroad construction project and gave each piece of information to Edith. Not only that, it seems that he also gave a lot of gifts to Edith. But as soon as Edith gets all the information she needs, Edith cuts off all contact with him. Fred, who has been obsessed with Edith, almost went mad. So from then on, he began to follow Edith and begging for her love.

'Therefore, he was punished by his father Viscount Sicily and sent him away to the estate under his father command. . . . . But why was he here now?'

I felt like I started to feel horrible, and sweating started to flow, but I still spoke to him as calmly as i cloud.

"I heard that your father sent you to the estate, but since when did you come to the capital?"

"I was recently released from my probation. They let me go because I pretended to forget about you in front of my father? If I had known it would be like this. I should have lied and said I had already forgotten about you sooner. Haha."

This situation is dangerous.

"I'm sorry, but I'm a little busy right now. If you have anything to say, please submit a visit request to the Ludwig family. Then, goodbye."

I smiled and tried to pass by his side.

"I always make a request to visit, but i always get rejected."

As he grabbed my arm, I heard a gloomy voice right next to me.

"Let me go!"

"No, Edith. I'll never let you go this time."

"Kaaaaaah!" [screaming]

I screamed as soon as I felt he was going to do something dangerous on me. There's many people who passed in front of me, not far from where I was standing. I'm sure someone will look at this way when they hear a loud scream coming this way. And I made eye contact with a man who looked at me.

"Please help me!"

But as soon as I screamed, Fred covered my mouth with his hand, and the man who made eye contact with me just now pretended not to see me and went his own way. Even if it wasn't him, it was impossible that my scream couldn't reach out there, however there's no one was looking in this direction.

'W-what is this? How can this happen? Did the original author intervene again?'

I panicked as I tried to get Fred's hand off on my mouth. However, Fred kindly explained the reason why no one paid attention while I'm screaming earlier.

"There's rule that unwritten in this country, that you should get involved whatever happened in dark alley. Hahaha!"

what? Where did you hear such a thing!!! But suddenly, a similar piece of advice came to through my mind in Edith's memory.

"If you're walking down the street and you see something happening in an alley that's not on the main street, don't ever intervene."

"Yes?"

"Even if you interfere, you won't be able to take responsibility for it. It's not your business to interfere. I'm telling you, don't mess with the family name."

When I was a kid, apparently, someone like a tutor once asked me to do that.

"Why does this thing come to my mind now?"

If only it had come to mind earlier before I decided to come here. I wouldn't have come to this dingy alley without an escort in the first place! And then Fred overpowered me while I was struggling with my strength and dragged me somewhere in the alley. Even after seeing me struggling, no one stopped Fred.

'How can the capital of the empire have very weak security.'

If I could safely go and live with Killian to Ryzen, I would put all my energy to strengthening Ryzen's security! I swear! Well, even i thought like that it didn't help my current situation now. Even if Edith was healthier than Choi Soo-Na in her previous life, she also couldn't resist the strength of grown men in uncomfortable dress. I kicked Fred's leg and struggled, but he just carried me around and went into an empty house down the alley. He locked the door of the empty house and blocked it with something firmly in front of the door like a chair or something heavy before turning towards me.

"I missed you, Edith."

"Hah, hah, did you kidnap me now?"

"Your answer will determine whether it is a kidnapping, a love affair, or murder."

The word murder seemed to bother me, but I quickly focused on the fact that he also had other options in his mind.

'Yes, that means there's room for me to persuade him.'

I remembered that i worked part-time at a call center in my previous life. All kinds of crazy people call me, but most of them will definitely calm down their anger, just by listening to their expressions calmly and sympathizing with them. Of course, some people call just to vent their frustrations, but I pray that Fred isn't the worst.

"Fred. what am I supposed to do when you show up after all these years, kidnap me, and say scary things like that?"

I furrowed my brows and said something like about to cry, and Fred looked confused for a moment, then scratched the back of his head.

"Well, I'm sorry about that. I was so excited to meet you. . . . ."

I found a strange subtlety in his words. Now that I think about it back, when he saw me earlier, he was so surprised and said, 'You're really here?' It's seems like someone had told him where I was.

"Who told you that you can meet me here?"

"Oh, it's not like that, I just overheard it somewhere."

". . . . . Where?"

"The before yesterday, my sister had a tea party at home. I heard someone say something about you there."

"That. . . . I'll come here today?"

Fred nodded innocently. but it was a really weird story. It was two days ago that I decided to go out for fun in Le Bel Marri. How could that be the topic of their story at the tea party that was going on at noon that day?

'Unless the person who gave the suggestion didn't tell me in advanced. . . . '

The idea was more creepy than Fred, who was in front of me.

"Fred. Do you remember who told that story?"

"Why? Does that matter?"

"Yes. It's important."

"Then you have to pay me for telling you that information. Isn't that your way?"

Fred grinned. Again? I got goosebumps. It seemed like it rose to the top of my head, but I held back my molars tightly.

"Fred, this is a crime. Aren't you the heir to the house of Viscount Sicily? You have to think it deeply how much shame you will bring to your family if you commit such a crime!"

"You're talking like my father. But I'm not a person who values family duties. Actually, I didn't realize it until I met you. . . . ."

While talking about that, he took the dagger out of his arms.

"It turned out that I was a romantic who lived in love and died in love."

"W-what?"

"I made up my mind if I came back to the capital. I can't live without you. so my life depends on it, to get you back or or die with you. . . . there's only one of those two options."

"Fred. I'm already married. You know that, right?"

"When I heard the news, I think I'm really going crazy. By the way, didn't the Duke of Ludwig hold you as hostage anyway? Sooner or later, you'll be thrown out. So. . . . .Why didn't you come to me before then?"

I will correct two things wrong with your words. First of all, you're crazy. And I'm not a hostage anymore!

"You've got it wrong, Fred. I'm really became a daughter in law of Ludwig family and Killian Ludwig wife."

"Shut up!"

Fred swung his dagger in an instant, and I stumbled backward.

At that time, a familiar guide voice came out in my head.

[When Edith Ludwig dies as a villain, the story will get back to the original, 3 minutes to go until death]

Damn. . . . ! Did the original author intervene again? I don't have Killian to save me this time, and I only have three minutes left? My heart started beating fast with fear. No, I was afraid from the beginning, but knowing that the time of my death was drawing near, my heart beat fast felt terrified.

"Fred."

I called his name more calmly. I called on purpose to calm my nervous heart at the last moments of my life. Then, as if his excitement had subsided a bit, he put down the dagger.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, Edith. I was so excited. It wasn't the wedding you wanted, was it?"

I felt compelled when he asked, 'Really? pressuring me to answer yes is the only way for me to survive. But that wasn't the only answer this man wanted. and while I was racking my brain to give him the right answer without irritating this man, I remembered something.

'There's no way I'm going to die after 3 minutes. You survived the last time.'

Yes. The last time I heard it too, when I was drowned, but I'm still survived.

'Yes. I can live.'

I swallowed my dry saliva, took a deep breath, and answered calmly again.

"Fred. First of all, I would like to apologize for what happened three years ago. I'm so sorry for hurting your feelings."

"Oh no! no! There's no need for you to do that. I will unconditionally become one with you today, so just forget about the past. . . . ."

"If we don't truly reconcile what happened in the past properly, the present and the future won't be okay. I'm sorry for taking advantage of your feelings."

I've never done it, but I think I can understand how Fred feels because I've been treated that way by my boyfriend in the past. The first thing I wanted from my ex-boyfriend, who had treated me badly in the past, was his sincere apology. But Fred's expression got weird.

"Edith. . . . ? What are you up now? You are not a person who will apologize. Ah! Are you pretending to apologize and run away?"

He was half right, but I was a little frustrated.