Chapter 142. A Lie for You

His raw emotions are transmitted to her.

Something she once desperately wanted, something she wished would come like a gift, like a miracle. But knowing it was an impossible dream, she had given up and resigned herself…

His true affection.

A genuine love, not induced by magic.

Finally facing it, Ellen couldn’t be simply happy. The emotion that painfully invaded her heart was, sadly, despair. An overwhelmingly great despair. Ellen looked at him, shedding endless tears and gasping with weak breaths. Confusion gradually settled in Enoch’s golden eyes.

“Why… why, only now…”

Ellen muttered again. It was unbearably painful and agonizing, as if someone was tightly gripping her heart. What should I say to you who now tell me you love me? When I have so little time left. Even if I don’t want to, I must leave your side.

It was a tragedy.

This would probably be the most brilliant tragedy of my life. Ellen bit her lip until it bled, clutching her chest. I loved you. I couldn’t help but love you. It was an irresistible force.

You saved me from the pit of despair, protected me, and gave me warm attention and affection I had never received before. How could I not love you? You, the only brilliance in my gray life.

But knowing I could never be with you, I tried to let go of everything and resign myself. I intended to keep this feeling as mine alone, as the only warmth in my lonely end.

Why now?

Of all times, at this point when I have so little life left…

It was a tragedy.

A brilliant tragedy because the star that fell into my arms was too bright and dazzling.

“Ellen…”

He called her softly. Looking utterly perplexed, he stared at her with trembling eyes and brought his aimlessly wandering hand to her cheek.

The touch that carefully wiped her tear-stained face was so gentle that Ellen felt like crying even more.

She had to speak.

She had to reject him.

She didn’t want to let him know that she had little time left to live. Because she hoped he wouldn’t feel guilty. So she had to tell a lie while keeping the secret.

So that this could be a tragedy for her alone.

Ellen took a deep breath and slowly opened her mouth.

“It’s true that I loved you.”

‘Loved.’ It was past tense.

“But not anymore.”

Enoch, who had been frozen for a moment, asked with a bewildered expression.

“Not anymore?”

Ellen nodded and squeezed out her voice.

“Yes, I… don’t love you anymore.”

“……”

Enoch, who had been blinking blankly, gradually frowned and roughly ran his hand through his hair. His eyes, filled with confusion, were shaking like the unstable light of a gas lamp.

“What nonsense is this about not loving me anymore.”

“It’s exactly as I said. My feelings for you have cooled.”

“Are you joking? Do you think I’d believe such a lie? Tell me, why are you doing this?”

“It’s not a lie.”

The voice that came out resolutely even felt cold. Enoch laughed in disbelief and glared at Ellen with fiercely burning eyes. He was curious about the adorable intentions of this woman who was now telling lies about not loving him anymore.

“Stop talking nonsense and tell me the truth. Before I go even crazier here.”

He growled fiercely and gripped her shoulders with a force that seemed like it would crush them. A painful groan burst from between Ellen’s lips. Some emotion flickered in her glistening eyes and disappeared like a mirage.

“…You said it yourself. That love fades.”

The voice reminding him of the nonsense he had spouted in the past was utterly calm. Enoch paused, slowly narrowing his brows as he met Ellen’s eyes. Her clear, transparent blue eyes revealed no personal emotions.

“It’s just as you said. Love did fade.”

“……”

“Feelings that seemed like they would never change eventually do change. Just as I no longer love you.”
After a long while, Enoch spat out.

“…Don’t be ridiculous.”

“……”

“I don’t know why you’re doing this, but I don’t believe such lies. And even if you really don’t love me—”

His hand roughly grabbed her chin. The golden eyes looking down at the small face in his hand were fierce.

“I will never let you go.”

“……”

“Know this, I won’t remove this shackle until my heart is completely at ease. And in this villa…”

The large hand that had been slowly kneading her chest slid down and unfailingly caressed her flat lower abdomen. As if quietly calculating how many times he’d have to ej*culate inside for a child to take root.

He glared at the woman, whose eyelids were fluttering, seemingly anticipating what was about to happen, and continued speaking.

“…Until you bear my child, I’ll keep you locked up here, understand?”

“No…!”

Enoch suppressed the resisting Ellen with force and devoured her lips. As though he was born to indulge in every part of Ellen, he bit and sucked hurriedly. Tightly embracing the struggling Ellen, he pushed his tongue into her warm, moist mouth. Persistently chasing and entangling her small retreating tongue, he sucked hard, causing her throat to vibrate with a muffled moan.

Briefly parting his lips, he held her close and breathed hotly into her ear, whispering tenderly. Don’t resist. I won’t hurt you. It was a contradictory statement to what he had just done.

“I’m truly a crazy bastard, that’s for sure. While wanting to destroy and break you beyond repair, I also want to cherish and care for you preciously. …This isn’t love, it’s more like madness.”

He laughed self-deprecatingly, then took her n*pple into his mouth like candy, rolling it around before sucking it in, and broadly licked her entire plump br*ast with his tongue. This woman’s white skin was as soft and sweet as cream.

“Love magic or whatever, I can’t help but laugh at how insanely obsessed I’ve been with you from the start. The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it seems. Side effects of magic? I’m such a hopelessly crazy bastard that there’s no room for such things to creep in.”

She let out a gasp and twisted her upper body at the sensation of her er*ect n*pple being lightly bitten. One of his hands had already found its way between her legs, delving into the deep, secret place.

“Ah, no, don’t, Enoch…!”

“Do you really not love me anymore?”

“Yes, so please…”

“It’s okay. I’ll love you enough for your share too.”

Words were not getting through.

Ellen moaned painfully, falling into a dazed state. She needed to persuade him somehow, but with words failing, she felt utterly helpless against him.

He’s not in his right mind.

No matter how she looked at it, this man was completely insane. The shock was even greater because she had never imagined he would desire her to this extent. Gripped by a fear as great as that shock, Ellen tried to push him away. It was a futile resistance, but still.

“Enoch, please, ah…!”

“Is bearing my child so horrifying to you?”

“That’s not—”

“Even so, you would love that child. No matter how terrible, you’d have no choice but to cherish and love our child.”

Because you’re that kind of person. Ellen couldn’t deny his confident words.

Suddenly imagining how lovely their child would be made her even sadder. It was a dream that could never come true. A wish that couldn’t be hoped for.

In truth, she wanted to say it.

That she loved him too.

She wanted to reveal this feeling entirely. She too wanted to kiss him with affection, to feel fulfilled while embracing his perfect body, sculpted like a statue by God, in her arms.

But she couldn’t.

She mustn’t.

Because I am someone who must leave this world before long.

Her eyes stung and grew hot as tears flowed helplessly. It was so painful to have no way to express this tender feeling, to only be able to push him away. She almost wished he would hate her instead. So that he could completely let her go. To forget her as a passing acquaintance. Ellen futilely wished and spoke.

“…That child, I won’t love it.”

Her lips trembled as she forced out the harsh words. Enoch paused, lifting his head from where his lips had been touching her lower abdomen. His clouded golden eyes glimmered with a strange desire.

“You’ll never have peace of mind.”

“……”

“Because I don’t love you at all.”

Slowly raising his upper body, he gently reached out and caressed her cheek. His voice carried an emotion so profound it was almost unfathomable.

“Then why are you crying?”

“……”

“Why are you crying so sorrowfully?”

For a moment, she was at a loss for words, her lips moving silently. He lightly lifted her and sat her on his thigh. Then he rested his cheek on her shoulder, rubbing their skin together. The gesture was just like that of a large cat.

“Stop lying, and tell me your true feelings.”

“……”

“Tell me the truth about why you’re pushing me away.”

Ellen remained silent, her lips tightly sealed.

How could she tell the truth?

The moment I reveal that I’m terminally ill, my tragedy will spread to you.

So it’s better to lie, she thought, about to open her mouth again.

“I—”

Suddenly, something hot and acrid surged up from inside her.

“……!”

Ellen flinched and hurriedly covered her mouth. But the blood she couldn’t swallow in time trickled down between her fingers.

No.

No…

Ellen looked at Enoch with bewildered eyes. Slowly, shock spread across his face, which had frozen like ice.