I’m Trying to End This Possession Chapter 207
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Carl anxiously watched Dana. She was still visibly furious. It seemed she was treating his words as just another lame excuse. But I’m not lying this time. He had told Dana countless lies so far, and might continue to do so in the future. But just this once, he was being honest.
On the ship to the empire, Dana had come to his cabin. She was wearing a hairstyle he’d never seen before. And she had said something to him.
“Uncle? Are you listening to me?”
He hadn’t heard a single word. It was because she was just shockingly adorable.
“Sure, I’ll do that.”
Carl had just responded automatically, as if hypnotized. This time, he truly had no intention of betraying Dana! But maybe it still wasn’t convincing. Dana’s eyes grew colder and colder.
“Really? Then why did you go along with Sandra’s lie?”
“Well, I…”
“You could have just refused. Why did you accept her claim that I was your real daughter?”
“The thing is…”
That just sort of happened, too. As soon as Sandra spoke, Carl’s imagination began running wild. The imagination if Dana really was his biological daughter. For example, on nights when Dana couldn’t sleep. She’d come to him, hugging her pillow.
“Sniff. Dana dreamed about a ghost.”
“Aww, were you scared, Dana? Come here. I’ll help you sleep.”
He could give her a pillow-arm and pat her gently as she fell asleep in his arms.
“Why didn’t Dana get a goodnight kiss? Dana is upset.”
“Oh no, really? Come here. Mwah, mwah, mwah!”
All sorts of fantasies flooded in, and he got swept away before he knew it.
“…Ha.” Hearing his delusions, Dana was at a loss for words. Was he insane? To have such unpleasant, inappropriate fantasies!
What does he think I am? She was dumbfounded at the way he saw her, to be imagining such things.
“Dana, I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you somehow.”
Dana felt at a loss. Make it up? Of course, she could do something about it. But time was slipping away. Time is money for me.
Dana had made a deal with Viego. In exchange for getting her body back, he had demanded two things. One is to bear an heir with purification powers, and the other is to take part in purifying any rotten land that might appear. So I can’t afford to waste time. If rotten land appears, I have to go and purify it.
If Carl had just pretended to accept the marriage proposal today, Sandra would have tried to get rid of Danaena and would have borrowed the power of Allice’s biological father, who was part of the anti-church leader faction. Dana could then steal the artifact from him that led to the Ice Lake and get Yeon Dana’s body back. She then wouldn’t have to be pushed around by Viego anymore. But now, that chance is gone.
Come to think of it, has Carl ever done what she wanted? He even tried to avoid purification.
After the first time she purified Carl’s lust, he had always found excuses to avoid purification. Even though he had promised with his words that he would do that.
The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she felt. Looking back, Carl had never easily given her what she truly wanted. “Uncle, you’re useless.” And yet, Carl always took her words to heart. He was truly pained by them. So, she deliberately spoke out. “Absolutely useless, no help at all.”
As expected, Carl’s eyes grew moist. He whispered, his eyes turning red, “Sorry for being useless…”
“…”
And the truly annoying thing was seeing his rain-soaked puppy face, which made her anger melt away on its own, just like right now.
Enough. What’s the point of getting angrier? I should just use this time to come up with another plan.
Frustrated, Dana grabbed the water bottle from the nightstand and poured a glass. The moment she took a sip—
“…!”
A sensation like swallowing fire surged up inside her. Clatter! Her grip loosened, and she dropped the glass.
“Ah.”
Carl grabbed Dana’s shoulder as she staggered. “Are you okay?”
“…”
No. She was not okay.
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“Mom, hurry to Dad’s room.” Allice urged. “I put the drug in all the drinks in Dad’s room. Even a sip of water will make him intoxicated!”
“Drug? Don’t tell me it’s the one I’m thinking of?”
“That’s right! This is your chance to get back together with Dad! Before Sister Dana’s evil spirit bewitches him, have the third child tonight!”
Sandra was shocked. Her sweet little daughter, who had always seemed so innocent, was doing something like this! But on the other hand, she was proud. To go this far for her parents’ reunion, surely she’s the most devoted daughter in the world. My daughter is really the best. Sandra hurried to get ready and headed for Carl’s room. But my son is really useless!
Rumie, that one was an unfilial child. Sandra still vividly remembered. It was about two years ago, the moment she had a fierce argument with Rumie.
“Mother. What are you trying to do to Dana?”
It was right after her divorce from Carl. Carl had gone traveling with Dana Windsor. Sandra tried to harm Dana back then, borrowing the power of Allice’s biological father. But Rumie caught on to her plan.
“Tell me what you’re planning. Now.”
That damned son.
Sandra clenched her fingers into a fist. Her fingernails were artificial. Fake nails attached on. Because her nails were gone. Rumie had pulled them out that day.
Unfilial brat. Mesmerized by a woman, he even tortured his own mother.
So Sandra set a trap for Rumie. The operation to manipulate Rumie’s memories. The so-called ‘Shield Break’ operation. Sandra was an accomplice in that operation, led by Miona, to destroy Rumie, the shield meant to protect Dana.
Rumie. You abandoned me first. So she abandoned him too. Sandra could cast off her disrespectful child at any time. Even without him, she still has Allice, her eternal supporter. And with her daughter’s help, she could win back the man she loves.
Finally arriving at Carl’s room, Sandra opened the door full of anticipation. And in that instant, she completely froze.
“…”
Her mind went blank. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. What am I looking at right now?
At that moment, Carl’s gaze turned to her. Their eyes met. As if to shield Danaena from Sandra’s gaze, Carl drew her deeply into his embrace. Then he spoke. “Leave.”
It was a darkness in Carl’s eyes that Sandra had never seen before. A low, heavy voice she had never heard.
“Leave, Sandra.”
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Gosh, just give Carl his own daughter. This madman badly need it. (Definitely not referring to Dana)