The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband-Chapter 331: A foolish man who loves his wife

Cedric’s laugh was unexpected and carefree; it was one of the rarest things she had heard. It almost made her forget the fact she should be pissed at him for chaining her

She was in no place to complain because he saved her, but who treats their wife who went through a great ordeal this way?

A melodic sound akin to a laugh left his lips, and Abrielle was immediately dumbfounded. "I am glad to see you still have your sharp tongue," Cedric commented, then rose from his seat to approach her bedside. He sat by his side taking a lock of hair he twirled with his fingers.

"Don’t mind the chain. I am just keeping my promise; remember I said if you ever run, I will hunt you and then keep you chained by my side." His voice drawled her mind to the night he made that atrocious declaration.

The night they went wild because he was upset she accepted Alfonso’s rose on the first day of the rose duel.

"You really don’t plan on keeping me chains Cedric. You would not want to do that." She argued, her eyes glaring at him. He smiled at her leaving her more puzzled. She had no idea how much he missed her glare. The stubbornness she tried to hide while pretending by his side.

He let go of her soft hair and then sat upright. A thought struck, and his smile slowly disappeared, scaring her. She nervously swallowed, guilt choking her in the throat.

"You should have thought twice before you decided to do something dangerous. Why didn’t you ask for my help if you were so scared of Eleanor? Why did you risk your life?" He asked her, his voice calm but sharp. She could feel his restrained anger. Her hands clenched into a fist on the bed. This little action didn’t skip his attention.

He swore to himself that he would try his best to figure her out. "I just couldn’t Cedric. It is complicated." She muttered.

He groaned, brushing his hair that wasn’t packed with his fingers. "Aby that’s the same thing you say. Tell me how complicated it was for you to meet your husband and ask for help, and then pulling a kidnap stunt felt better. Please, I am begging, make me understand. Am I that much of a monster to you?" His voice went weak towards the end of his statement.

Her hands clutched the sheets; the guilt was eating deep. Her heart was heavy, but what was she going to say?

’ I am not from the world but another world.. your life is being influenced by a fucked up story I wrote just for money. I am the reason your life is fucked up. Karma was against me, and there was a system that wanted me to die. Giving tasks that kept on pushing me to death.’

How was she going to say that without looking like a psychopath? Even the ground Eleanor used to frame her was built on an incident in which the system made her get more involved.

No matter how she had handled the situation the villainess was meant to get framed. She was shrouded in bad luck.

"Why do you care? If you know what I have done, you would not want to be next to me, Cedric. I know a divorce is not allowed, but you can pretend you never found me, and we can go our separate ways." She suggested the guilt would never let her stay by his side.

He deserved to be loved by someone who would genuinely give her heart to him and not her. Cedric’s gaze flickered, panic going inside his eyes.

He guessed some things would never change between them. No matter what he does or says, she would always want to leave.

He reached for her small face and grabbed it in his palms. Sparks erupted at their touch the sparks he had missed so dearly

"What are you saying about leaving? How do you expect me to let you go? What do you want me to do to make it sink into your head? You are going nowhere. As long as that flame mark is on your neck, I will find you. Till death do us part, I might even fight death itself." His words made her feel guilty remembering the warning the system gave her before it disappeared.

A main character has broken out of the plot. What had she done to him?

"Why can’t you let me go? I am a horrible person. I kept on doing things no wife should do but why? You have no reason how far I have gone..."

"To kill me. I am aware of Abrielle. I know you have tried to kill me, poison, assassination I know. But still, I can’t let you go. I don’t want to imagine a life that you are not in." Cedric cut her off, her eyes going wide. He knew that she had tried to assassinate him.

"You know of the assassinate. Was that why you were angry after we left the moonstone harbour? Why didn’t you get rid of me?" She muttered unsure of her words. He knew then why she was alive. Why did he rescue her, a woman who wants him dead?

"Because I found it hilarious how a frail girl like you, who didn’t have any magic at that time, wanted to kill me. I wasn’t mad but amused; I wanted to know how far you would go besides you had some political Importance. Not just that I know a lot more" he took a break and started recounting what he could say.

"I know your parents sealed your magic at birth, I was there and witnessed everything. I know that the fire at the library during the winter prayer was your doing too. I knew all along but kept quiet hoping for the right time that never came for you to tell me why. No matter how hard I tried, it was hard to understand; instead of time bridging the gap between us, we kept falling apart each second."

She went silent, tears streaming down her tears. She felt like a complete joke. What was she fighting for so ignorantly? She kept on fighting a losing battle against a plot and system that wanted her death.

"I was just a joke and source of amusement. I guess I was so pathetic it didn’t matter if I was around." She snapped and then burst into a laugh. "And now you keep your source of amusement on a leash."

That was it, he stood up. He just couldn’t take it anymore. "I love you. Yes, I said it. It is fine, Abrielle since you want me to spell it out so badly. Yes, at first it was amusement, but it changed. I don’t know why or how or when. It just happened. I am foolishly in love with the woman who wants me dead."