I Kidnapped the Hero's Women-Chapter 176: Miracle

"I really want to die..."

With all the energy drained from her body, Yulia's shoulders slumped in exhaustion.

The entire day had felt like a nightmare.

Not only did she have to forcefully accept the fact that Charlotte liked Aslan Vermont—something she had never wanted to know—but she also found out that Charlotte was aware of it. To make matters worse, she discovered that Yulia herself had feelings for Aslan as well...

The continuous shocks were overwhelming, and Yulia’s mind was already in a state of disarray. If she received one more shock, she might completely break down.

Why was reality so cruel? A sense of disillusionment began to settle in.

She had only wished to see the perfect combination of Charlotte and Yulia together for a long time, yet why was Aslan Vermont trying to crush that hope?

Yulia was so resentful of Aslan that she felt she might lose her sanity.

"What could be so great about Aslan Vermont...?"

She couldn’t understand it at all.

It had only been about four months, right?

Not four years, just four months.

What had happened in that short time that had made both Yulia and Charlotte fall so completely for him?

If Aslan was handsome, had a prestigious family background, and was capable, she might have understood.

But in reality, he had a rather intimidating appearance, a small, remote county title, and was a weakling. His family was focused on research into black magic.

Of course, the more Yulia learned about Aslan, the more her initial negative feelings faded...

Even his previously intimidating face seemed to grow more appealing, as if she were deceiving herself into thinking he had an attractive look.

His seemingly indifferent and cold attitude seemed to be hiding kindness and consideration, which she couldn’t deny...

But no matter how much she tried to justify it, it was still impossible.

How could anyone like someone like Aslan Vermont!?

Even if she were to live with him for four months, there was no way she would ever develop feelings for him.

"I have to stop the marriage, no matter what... There’s only one way to do it..."

Yulia's lips pressed together tightly.

What could she do to prevent Aslan Vermont and her friends from marrying?

She had thought long and hard, but there weren't many solutions.

At first, she believed she could expose Aslan Vermont's true nature.

However, the more she learned about him, the more it seemed impossible. Aslan Vermont wasn't as vile as she had thought.

Even if some ugliness did surface, it seemed more like a human side coming through, rather than something horrible. He still seemed pure—too pure, in fact.

Perhaps Charlotte and Yulia knew more about Aslan's true self than Yulia did.

Maybe simply talking to them wouldn’t be enough...

"Please don’t get married, so I can keep seeing the perfect combination of Charlotte and Yulia without a man intruding..."

Just imagining saying it made her shudder.

There was no way she could say that out loud.

She couldn't admit that she had been fantasizing about them for so long.

That would be social suicide.

She couldn’t bear to face the disgusted looks from Charlotte and Yulia if she tried to stop their marriage.

"Then, it seems... there’s only one choice left."

The only remaining option was for her to seduce Aslan Vermont first, get married to him, and then strongly oppose the idea of a second marriage, thereby protecting Charlotte and Yulia.

"..."

Something felt off.

When she first thought of this plan, it seemed like a genius idea. She believed it was the right thing to do.

But now, as she thought about it again, a wave of guilt washed over her.

In the end, it would mean taking Aslan Vermont away from Charlotte and Yulia.

She would be trampling on their feelings and crushing their innocent hearts.

She would be stealing Aslan Vermont from them.

She had once felt a sense of mission in protecting Charlotte and Yulia from the evil Aslan Vermont.

But now, looking back, that self-righteous mission felt utterly disgusting.

She had long since lost the justification of "doing it for Charlotte and Yulia."

"Maybe I should just stop now..."

Then it was time to stop playing games.

For Charlotte and Yulia, she should help them find happiness and support them from behind.

She knew that in her mind, but it wasn’t so easy for her heart to follow.

Why?

Why was she still so drawn to the idea of marrying Aslan Vermont and cutting in on their marriage?

Why was her heart leaning toward something that was bound to make her hated?

It was a phenomenon she couldn’t understand.

Could it be that, unconsciously, she had fallen for Aslan Vermont?

"Pfft."

Yulia couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Of course not.

She had a man in her life—an elegant, distinguished man, so there was no way she’d fall for Aslan Vermont.

She smiled with a sense of relief, as if to say, “Absolutely not.”

Whenever her mind became confused and shaken, she would think of that distinguished man and immediately calm down.

Even though they hadn’t exchanged letters, the very presence of that man was a sufficient mental pillar for her.

"I’ll keep watching for now..."

With her mind settled by thoughts of the dark man, Yulia clenched her fist, taking a deep breath.

It was a thought she had almost every day, but it still wasn’t over.

She couldn’t give up yet.

There might still be another way to stop Aslan Vermont and her friends from marrying.

No one knew when Aslan Vermont might let his guard down and show an ugly side to himself.

She couldn’t give up until the very end.

As she thought this, she was walking down the hallway when she overheard a conversation.

"Please stay still. It’s hard to wrap the bandage properly."

"I’m staying still. It’s your hands shaking, Yulia."

"...Be quiet."

Yulia’s body froze, sensing something was off.

She had noticed that Yulia was missing earlier...

Having just made up her mind, all her strength drained from her again.

Tears began to form in Yulia’s eyes.

She couldn’t take it anymore...

"That looks much better than when Charlotte wrapped it."

The bandage was neatly and tightly wrapped around her arm, sticking well and comfortably.

Yulia repeatedly bent and straightened her arm, impressed by how well it was done.

Yulia’s skill with her hands was truly impressive.

Looking back, Yulia should have been the one to help Charlotte, not the other way around.

"It's nice that they come to check on me often because of the injury, but it’s starting to get a bit inconvenient."

Although Charlotte and Yulia frequently visited under the pretense of helping with the wound, it had been delaying work and causing some discomfort.

The injury on her arm was starting to feel more bothersome, and the slow recovery of Aslan's cursed body was beginning to annoy her.

The bandages on both arms could be covered with long sleeves, but the bruise on her neck was far more difficult to hide.

Whenever she had to go out, she had to wear a high-necked outfit to cover it up...

It was rather annoying to match outfits with Sylvia, and it never felt quite right.

"Lord...?"

"Ah, Yulia. What’s the matter?"

Just then, the door creaked open cautiously, and a polite Yulia entered.

But this girl... she seemed to be radiating an aura as if she had experienced all the despair in the world...

"Did Yulia just come by?"

"Yeah, she did."

"What did you two talk about?"

"We just exchanged some ordinary chatter while changing the bandage. The only thing I remember clearly is talking about snacks."

"..."

Yulia had left a croissant after their conversation, and it was delicious.

It was much better than when Yulia gave it to her personally.

Of course, she didn’t mention how much she had resisted the urge to bite Yulia’s fingers while pretending to eat the croissant. That was a detail she would definitely keep to herself.

"They keep telling me I should eat more to heal faster, but I never go hungry thanks to Charlotte and Yulia’s care."

"...As expected, the injury is the problem, isn’t it?"

"...?"

It seemed like Yulia mumbled something.

Yulia raised her head, suddenly giving him a sharp glare.

"Lord, it must be uncomfortable with the injuries on your neck and arms, right?"

"Huh? Yeah... it’s a bit uncomfortable, but I can manage."

"Can I take a look at it?"

"..."

Yulia’s tone was now ominous, almost as if she was threatening to create more injuries if he didn’t show her.

Reluctantly, he pulled back the collar and revealed the bruise on his neck.

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"This is the problem, isn’t it...? This is what’s causing Charlotte and Yulia to keep coming around..."

"..."

She was talking about the injuries, right?

Just as he shivered in fear, Yulia suddenly reached out and touched his neck.

And that was the moment.

[The evil god, 'Kali,' is stunned by the unexpected miracle!]

"Huh? The wound...?"

Suddenly, bright light radiated from Yulia's fingertips, and the light slowly seeped into his neck.

As he hurriedly checked his neck with a hand mirror, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"...!?"

The bruise on his neck had completely disappeared, as if it had been washed away.

It was gone without a trace, completely clean.

What was going on?

Both Yulia and he stood frozen, speechless, staring at each other in shock.