The villainess that got pregnant with the crown prince’s child decided to run away

Translator: Darling | Editor: Coming soon…

“…I need to catch up to him.”

“Leave me alone.” Is what Lord Edward said as he had kept walking to his destination. However, his pained face kept surfacing on my mind; I just couldn’t bring myself to leave him alone. The look on his face was grim, so much so that it was enough to make me think that he might die.

As I recall the look on his face before he left, my chest started hurting as well.

In a panic, I look towards the direction where Edward had left.

A minute shouldn’t have passed since he left.

If I started running now, I’m sure that I’ll catch up with him.

I have never actually run ever since I was born.

Being raised as a noble, I was strictly taught to live gracefully and elegantly.

It was the kind of life where if I ran, a maid would surely scold me for it.

As such, not once in my life, I have run.

But, for some reason, I felt like I could quickly run today.

“Lord Edward, please wait for me.”

I lightly stamped my feet on the ground and started warming up.

I launched my right foot forward against the ground. Then my left foot.

My leg’s movements gradually got faster and faster.

The scenery of my surroundings changed before I knew it. It seems like I was running pretty fast.

“Thump!”

I suddenly heard a blunt sound.

I looked around while panting. Around my surroundings, I could see Lord Edward nearby crouched down.

I slowly approached him.

“Dammit! This wasn’t supposed to…!”

He was hitting the ground while shouting out loud, so much so that his voice seemed a bit different.

Even though he’s usually aware of his surroundings, he was so absorbed in his woes that he didn’t even notice me and continued crying.

“…I just wanted to protect her. Why did I even bother breaking up with her… Ray… Ray…”

…Is he talking about me?

Is he crying because of me?

He broke up with me just so he could protect me?

What does that even mean?

I was a little bit happy that I was the reason he was crying this way.

I thought that the image of him thinking about me was endearing.

Because I understood.

That he still loves me.

I softly approached his back and gently embraced him.

Caught off guard, he shook his shoulders upon being embraced.

“It’s ok, Ray is all right.”

I want to tell him: “she’s right by your side although in a different form.” But he might think that I am lying to him. If he thinks that, he will surely be enraged, so I restrained myself.