Reincarnated As My Husband's Mistress-Chapter 73: [] Bianca’s Scream

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I had spent the night awake. Noebian had spent the previous day in the annex and left for the cemetery with my coffin. Though I was dressed in mourning clothes, I didn't follow him. I couldn't bear to see myself being lowered into the ground. Gaspard, who was left to guard the mansion just like me, gave me the emergency key ring that Noebian always carried. It meant I was allowed to use the Grand Duchess's study and even her bedroom. As the flower carriage carrying the body of Grand Duchess Adrienne and the procession led by Noebian left the mansion, I watched from the window of the Grand Duchess's bedroom. I stayed there for quite a while, not sure how long after they left the mansion. Gaspard seemed to have something he wanted to say, hesitated for a long time, and then sighed and went out when he saw that my gaze was fixed outside. As soon as Gaspard left, I unfolded a newspaper I had torn from my pocket. The reason I couldn't sleep wasn't just because of my own funeral. Early this morning, while tossing and turning as I watched the dawn break through the window, Yona quietly came in and placed a newspaper on my bedside table. I opened it as soon as she left. Along with an article about a festival that would be held throughout the capital for several days in celebration of His Majesty the Emperor's birthday, there was a short note attached. [When the red flames fill the sky, a blue star will fall.] Rontar's symbol is blue. According to etiquette, blue flames would be lit during events related to His Majesty the Emperor's birthday to wish for the prosperity of the empire. Could there be days when red flames are lit? And if it's a blue star... 'Noebian Trovica.' The only blue star in the empire that Roardnes could be alluding to was Noebian. I pressed my still-pounding heart against the white camellia branch that had been placed with the newspaper. It was definitely a signal. Roardnes would never act alone without consulting the Crown Prince. Clearly, the Crown Prince had agreed to it.

"Madam! Madam!"

That's when I came back to my senses.

"Mourners from the late Grand Duchess's family are here..."

I jumped up from where I was sitting and looked out the window. A large carriage with the Pireta family crest clearly visible was entering the front gate.

"Maybe you should avoid them?"

Maria was pacing nervously. If I were to meet them in the Grand Duchess's bedroom, it would only escalate the situation, but Bianca would be greatly shocked. To provoke their anger while minimizing Bianca's shock, it was best for me to leave Adrienne's room and meet them outside.

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When Bianca and Gregory entered the grand mansion, I thought I was going to suffocate. The fact that I was dead felt like a distant past, but their slightly pale and worn faces loudly announced that it had only been 100 days since my death, jolting me back to reality. It wasn't just me who snapped back to reality. Gregory and Bianca, who had been practically dragged in, stopped dead in their tracks as they approached me at the entrance. Their reactions to seeing my face were honest. Gregory's face was filled with shock, while Bianca's was twisted with contempt.

"Madam, Madam..."

"Ma'am?"

I could faintly hear Maria and Yona trying to stop me.

"Welcome to the Trovica Grand Mansion, Your Grace and Your Highness of Pireta..."

With a pounding heart, I walked towards them, but my head spun suddenly. The sound of my cheek being slapped was quite sharp and crisp. It was a powerful blow that stopped Gregory in his tracks, just as he was about to grab my collar. With a loud slap, my head, which had been turned to the right, was turned back to the opposite side. Both of my cheeks felt like they were on fire. My mouth tasted of blood. Even after slapping me twice, Bianca was still breathing heavily, as if she hadn't released all her anger.

"...Are you finished?"

I forced myself to speak, holding onto my crumbling composure. At my words, the servants and the knights who had brought the couple fell into a heavy silence. I nodded to Sophie, the head maid who was watching from a distance, and she quickly sent the servants away. Not wanting to see even that sight, Bianca frowned and stepped closer to me.

"I've already found out everything, so answer me straight. I'm not asking to confirm, I'm asking to hear what you have to say with that shameless mouth of yours!"

"...Bianca."

"You stay out of this."

Gregory stared at my face for a moment before coming to his senses and trying to stop Bianca, but I knew very well that there was no one who could stop Bianca when she was this agitated.

"When did it start? When did you start conspiring with that bastard behind my back? When did..."

Bianca would stop mid-sentence and take a deep breath, her eyes fixed on my face. She tore at my sleeves and the frills on my shoulders as if she wanted to tear me apart, but every time our eyes met, she bit her trembling lower lip.

"It's been about a year since I met him. Maybe even longer. I understand how you feel, but the Grand Duke and I... we love each other."

Bianca immediately grabbed my well-styled hair and twisted it tightly in her small, determined hand. I gritted my teeth to keep from screaming.

"Bianca!"

"Madam! Stop it! Madam!"

As soon as I finished saying that it had been over a year since I met Noebian, Bianca's dark eyes seemed to roll back. I had expected this much when I told Pireta. In fact, I had even hoped they would bring an army from the east. But if they could have done that, Bianca wouldn't have resorted to such desperate measures.

"Stop it, Madam!"

"Bianca!"

Maria, Yona, and Gregory started trying to pull Bianca away. A terrible pain shot through my scalp as if my hair was being ripped out. It was almost a relief. It gave me an excuse to cry, to hide the tears that were welling up as I looked at Bianca and Gregory's faces.

"Damn you! You lowly bitch! How dare you touch the pride of the East and expect to be okay? You killed Adrienne, didn't you? Bring Lien back! Bring her back and die yourself!"

Bianca's scream, almost a howl, pierced my heart. I missed the pet name she used to call me so much.

"How dare you, how dare you, a mere commoner, covet the position of Grand Duchess! How dare you covet Lien's place! You left poor Lien behind and thought about getting together with that bastard Noebian! Who do you think she is? Do you know how precious she is?!"

All the hair ornaments had already fallen to the floor, and Yona and Maria were practically hanging onto Bianca's arms. The front door opened and a large figure entered between Bianca and me who was barely being restrained.

"Stop it."

It was Roardnes. The situation was resolved faster than I expected. At the sudden appearance of the prince, everyone from the east knelt down in respect, and Gregory was no exception. Even Bianca, who had been heaving and panting, bit her lip until it bled and lowered her head.

"Isn't today the day the Grand Duchess's funeral ends? You can make a scene after that."

My makeup was probably smudged with the tears I had secretly shed. I hid behind Roardnes's broad back, listening to Bianca's low sobs.

"Just one thing, just one thing I want to ask."

It seemed like Bianca was trying to control herself, not wanting to make a bigger scene in front of the prince. Roardnes grabbed my trembling arm with his backhanded hand, as if telling me not to interfere. I leaned my forehead against his solid, broad back and took a moment to catch my breath. I couldn't bear to look at Bianca's crumbling face, so I could only listen. Bianca's voice, barely above a whisper, echoed through the grand hall.

"Did she... did our Lien know about your existence?"

I clenched Roardnes's coat tightly. I wanted to scream.

"Our Lien... did Lien know about your existence?"

I finally broke down. If Roardnes hadn't turned around and supported me, I might have fainted. Bianca's face, which I caught a glimpse of, was filled with such a sorrowful anger that I couldn't breathe.

"...Sister."

Foolish Adrienne didn't know. That's what made it so painful. I buried my face in Roardnes's solid embrace and cried silently. Taking my silence as a positive answer, Bianca's voice grew louder.

"What's going on here?"

The front door opened again, and this time, Noebian entered the lobby. Seeing me in Roardnes's arms, my hair a mess, and Bianca screaming, Noebian stopped in his tracks. Our eyes met, and his eyes were not normal either.

"No. The Grand Duchess didn't know about my existence. I'm sure she had no idea."

I looked up at Noebian from Roardnes's embrace. My voice was filled with suppressed sobs and screams.

"But now she knows."

"Ugh... ughhh!"

"Because we shared the same space, she in the grave and I here, throughout the funeral."

Bianca's screams erupted from her throat, mixed with sobs.

But Noebian's eyes, half-turned towards me, showed no sign of wavering. Bianca collapsed onto the cold lobby floor, and Gregory's shouts grew louder and quieter as people rushed to help them. It seemed that some people had even tried to attack Roardnes to protect me, judging by the way his body was being violently shaken. But at that moment, I had no one but Noebian. I was only receiving his strange, gleaming gaze.

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Noebian's soldiers escorted the people from the east to the annex. Gregory glared at us, threatening to settle the score tomorrow since he couldn't lose his temper in front of Roardnes. Roardnes was urgently called away by Vincento and left the mansion. Before leaving, Roardnes's piercing eyes seemed to cut through Noebian with a sharp glint, but I shook my head firmly. Roardnes, who barely suppressed his boiling anger, furrowed his brow and left with a heavy step, signaling that he would be back soon.

As soon as the situation calmed down, I was mercilessly grabbed by Noebian and practically dragged up the stairs.

"Stay here and don't move."

Noebian coldly ordered and slammed the bedroom door shut behind him. Thrown into the Grand Duchess's bedroom, I sank to the floor and sobbed for a long time. Gregory's lament and Bianca's scream still echoed in my head. It was more painful than I had expected. I had only intended to provoke their anger and prevent Noebian from feeling any sympathy, but I felt like I had inflicted even greater wounds on people who were already suffering.

I glared at the bedroom door where Noebian had disappeared. It was clear that he intended to have his mistress in this room where I had died. The mere thought of his eyes, filled with all kinds of desires, made me break out in a cold sweat. It was that clear. I knew exactly what he wanted. On the last day of my funeral, while my family was wailing beside me, he was pushing Adrienne into the cold ground and desperately trying to possess Blie. The moment I realized that, I felt a part of my sanity snap. Even though I told myself that everything was going according to plan, I was overwhelmed with resentment and anger. I couldn't release this pent-up frustration, so like a mad woman, I rushed out of the bedroom and towards Adrienne's dressing room. The unlocked door swung open easily. I grabbed the first dress that caught my eye.

"Madam!"

The maids who had followed me out of the bedroom looked at me in astonishment.

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"Yona, get out."

"Ma, Madam?"

"Annie, Maria, come here and dress me."

"Yes?"

I threw the dress at Annie, who was standing there dumbfounded. Both Annie and Maria, who was standing nearby, flinched.

"Make me look exactly like the dead Adrienne, right now."

The real fight was just beginning.

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