Chapter 65
This woman was pregnant.
How dare she have his child!
Even if it was due to the side effects of the d***s, how could this be?
‘You deceived me?’
If this woman wasn’t a recessive omega, but a dominant Omega…
‘Why her?’
Russell, who had learned the truth, had abandoned her, yet some lowly mistress selling her body had become pregnant with his child? She had undergone endless experiments to become capable of bearing his child!
Arwena’s anger and frustration boiled over.
“Courtesan, did you hear who you are?”
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“Don’t you lie to me. You heard it all.”
“No. That can’t be true.”
“His Highness hates you. He despises you.”
“……!”
Arwena whispered with malice.
As expected.
It seemed the girl had heard it properly. Those pitiful eyes were trembling, and her lips quivered, pale as ice.
Good. If I’m going to do this, I’ll rip it all out from the root.
‘Pregnant Omegas…’
Without proper exposure to Alpha pheromones, their bodies and even their minds grow weak.
“And you… the nerve, being the daughter of his enemy.”
That’s what she aimed for. Arwena reached out and grabbed the girl’s slender waist, squeezing as if trying to crush it. The girl screamed — it must’ve hurt.
“What are you doing?! Let go!”
“How dare you carry a brat?”
“……!”
When she asked in that cold, eerie tone, the girl’s face went stark white. It was a delightful sight. Arwena smirked.
“You must’ve heard what he said. You’re the daughter of that servant. The one whose hands killed the Queen and the Crown Prince’s fiancée. Your father is a criminal.”
Her voice slithered into the girl’s ear like poison.
“And now you’re carrying a child, and if I were to tell him that… Well, what do you think would happen?”
Back during the experiments, Arwena had added a particularly fun feature. Omegas under the influence of certain d***s became highly susceptible to her pheromones. As long as the d**g’s effects lingered, they’d believe her words — almost like brainwashing.
“You and the child — you’ll both die. All of you will die.”
“No… That’s not true. That can’t be. His Highness, he—he’s kind, he—”
“You still don’t get it? The one who ruined you was Prince Russell. Who do you think turned you into a mistress who spreads her legs and sells her body? And yet you believe His Highness would welcome your child?”
Whispering the most painful words an Omega could hear, Arwena drove the terrified girl into a corner.
Just a bit more. Just a little more and she’d completely lose her senses and leave out of sheer desperation to survive.
“No. He’ll never forgive you. He’ll hate you even more!”
To protect her child.
“Marie Alphrose.”
Arwena smiled with false elegance.
“Do you want to live? Want to save your little brat? That man bought you as a mistress just to torment you. Do you really think you have a future? So, what do you think will happen?”
Get lost. Get out of here. Don’t let a single strand of your hair remain! Make that Alpha chase after you. And then, die in front of him.
“Foolish Omega. This isn’t your place. If you want to live… do whatever it takes to disappear from this palace.”
* * *
No. No, that can’t be true.
Dazed and confused, Marie ran like mad and stumbled into a bright garden. And there, she collapsed.
‘My father… was the one behind that incident?’
She had originally been on her way to find Ryan. In those short moments, she had imagined so many things.
Maybe because she had finally decided to be brave — maybe that’s why she suddenly wanted to see him so badly. She just wanted to make sure that neither of them had truly been avoiding each other.
But the truth she had just learned shattered Marie Alphrose’s very foundations.
It was all a mistake from the beginning to the end.
That he might accept the child?
What a joke.
He hates me. He despises me.
Hadn’t she heard it from his own lips?
Uncontrollable tears streamed down her face.
So it had been like this from the start. From the very beginning, their hearts had never been the same. She had been clinging to a cruel and laughable illusion all by herself.
How revolted he must have been by her.
Her thoughts spiraled in a frantic storm.
If he had orchestrated her path into becoming a courtesan, then what about those debt collectors? Had he led them, too?
Marie’s face went pale. Her trembling hand clenched the grass beneath her.
Then what about her younger sister and aunt, who were supposedly under his protection? She recalled the location written in the letter and bit down hard on her lip.
She had to go there. She had to see for herself.
“What’s going on, Marie? Did something happen?”
“…Ryan?”
“Yes, it’s me. What happened?”
When Ryan, startled, grabbed her shoulders and asked, she clung to him as if he were her only salvation.
Because she was too anxious, too afraid.
And strangely, just like Arwena had said — it truly felt like if she didn’t run away right now, she would die.
“Ryan… can you—can you help me?”
Ryan looked at Marie, who had gone pale, and gave a soft smile. Then, as if to calm her anxiety, he spoke with reassuring firmness.
“Of course, my friend. I told you I’d help you.”
“Then… is there a magical tool that can confirm an Omega’s pregnancy? Can we get it right away?”
The bright, dependable Alpha’s expression turned rigid after that.
“Marie, don’t tell me…”
“I need to be sure. Can you get something that gives an immediate result? I’m sorry, Ryan. I’ll repay this debt, I swear.”
She had to know for sure whether she was really carrying his child. And if she was… whether she could safely escape the palace and reach her younger sister and aunt without harm.
But even without the tool, even if it hadn’t been for that woman’s threats, Marie already knew the answer. Instinctively, she was holding her stomach tightly, as if by doing so, she could sense the signs of a life too small yet to be felt.
“For now, Marie… Look, I think you’re a little too shaken right now. Of course I’ll help you. But first…”
After a brief pause, Ryan spoke lightly, though his tone was firm.
“Why don’t you start by telling me what happened?”
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