I Suddenly Became The Villain's Saviour

Chapter 16

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❦☾𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗.16.𝕬 𝕱𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖑 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝕬 𝕱𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖑 𝕸𝖆𝖓☽❦

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"Let go!" Ophelia yelled out as she glared into his eyes. 'Here we go again! The ongoing issue called Casper has woken again,'

"No! Why didn't you let me visit you? Especially after what happened that night!"

"..." She didn't answer him, only giving him a frustrated expression at his constant shouts.

"Also what did that man mean by  'Your Father?' What happened? answer me?" He exclaimed whilst tightening his grip around her wrists.

"Ow!" She groaned, harshly stepping on his foot finally being able to push him off. But before she could walk towards the sofas in her room he grabbed her hand and she turned to face him.

"I demand that you tell me!" He instructed.

She clicked her tongue and responded with "Demand?..." She pulled her hand out of his "Seriously?! If you wanted to know! You would've looked into it and found out,"

"So you won't tell me?"

She didn't reply, although to you it might seem as though she should tell him the truth of the night. Knowing Casper's personality it would create problems and be much more troublesome for her.

"I see how it is...you and that Duke, shall I get rid of him then?"

"Your Highness?!"

He began to yell " Why not?! Why do you care if I do something to him! There is news going around the palace about the both of you have you heard? You and that Duke of Crawford,"

She turned around to face him displaying a confused yet concerned expression 'Those maids earlier...' she thought. "Wait-"

"No, I kept giving you the benefit of the doubt! He saved her, she is thanking him! Then that night occurred! What was I meant to think...and now you're working for him!?" He bellowed as his face began to turn red from rage.

"You... didn't accept the request to let me join his team?" She inquired.

"NO! Of course not! I hate that man!" Then storming up to her she proceeded in stepping backwards.

'How disappointing, I should stop expecting things. From a guy like him,'

"Ophelia Celine. You're my fiance, and I plan on keeping you as my fiance until we are wed. So be a good wife and get off his team,"

She slowly stepped away from him as he approached her, nearing to the wall she knocked over a vase 'This guy is-'

Before the vase could hit the ground he caught it in his hands perfectly. But just as he did a certain someone's identification card slot from his lounge jackets pocket.

Ophelia immediately noticed it and asked, "What is that?"

Yet without even listening to her he picked it up and attempted at hiding it he took some steps back.

Still, it was too late Ophelia had seen and recognised the dark pink hair on the small portrait and the first few letters of her name 'Ros-'

"Is that Rosetta's photocard," she questioned.