The Villain Kidnapped Me (Hiatus)

Chapter 7

I could only laugh emptily. If my assumption is correct then that means that my family just neglected me. Did they think that I ran away?

"This is so annoying." I feel annoyed that I probably didn't have a good ending in the book. As the wronged one, I was kidnapped even when I didn't do anything and Evan probably shut my mouth up.

I don't even have a lot of information about the book in the first place and now that I'm not even a character mentioned it only feels worse.

"Sorry. Lady Theoder. I hope I can help you but I need to make a living." I glanced at the guard. He probably misunderstood me getting annoyed at everything here.

Well, it's true in many ways.

If I really just get out of here, I'll make Evan Hamilton suffer so much.

"It's fine. Sir guard, can you just call me Ces?" It's probably too random but this guard has been with me since I was brought here. I feel like we've gotten close as he saw me in my worst aka the times that I've been ripping my hair out of anger.

And I feel like I'll have an identity crisis if they keep on calling me Lady Theoder for who knows up until when I'll stay here.

If they keep on calling me that, someday I might believe and call myself Fiona Theoder.

"Is that okay?" I nodded at him. I don't know if he saw because of the darkness but please just call me that. I'm really going crazy now.

"Then you can call me Hans."

We chatted for a while and I could feel my sanity getting back on me. I can't believe I'd feel happy chatting with someone, someone who is in cahoots with why I am kidnapped here.

"Hans. At the very least, can you just believe me? I'm really not Fiona Theoder. For Pete's sake, I'm Creas Wagner the almost non existent daughter of Marquis Wagner."

I felt like I just downgraded myself from calling myself a non existent daughter. Desperate times really do call for desperate measures.

Hans sighed. "Well, even if you really are not Lady Theoder, I doubt you'd still be able to get away from here. Convincing the lord that you're the wrong person is already synonymous on calling for deep trouble."

I couldn't really refute is since it's true.

"Hans, how many days do you think I have left on staying here? He probably have the intention to bring me back right?"

He may be crazy but he still have his morals. He is still a human.

"I'm not sure. Personally, I don't think that you can go back anymore. Or you'd probably be forgotten by him sooner. Oh, that could be a chance for you to run away."

"Are you cheering me?" I laughed. It felt like we're partners on running away.

"I mean if he forgets soon, then he'd probably station and order me somewhere. That would be your signal."

I probably looked so pitiful that even a guard is helping me run away.