Villainess Want's To Ignore Them!
Chapter 84: Their Past...Noraya Gone Mad..

Chapter 84: Their Past...Noraya Gone Mad..

Acantha looked was still quiet as they ate their dinner. Helion decided to stay there at the house where he stayed way back then.

She went back to her room after she finished; she even saw the confused looks from everyone when she just walked away from the place.

Acantha went straight to her room as she summoned her book.

She went to the bathroom as she took a quick bath.

When she came out, she saw that Flamear was already there.

"I suppose you already knew now," Flamear said, which made Acantha stiffen.

She still hasn’t told him, and yet. It seems like he already knows about it.

"You knew?" Acantha asked as she frowned at him.

"The only one who can open the book is Solaia herself." Flamear said as he pur on his bed.

Acantha found no words; she didn’t even know how to react to the fact that he knew about the book being unable to be opened by someone unless it was Solaia.

"Did you know from the start who I am?" Acantha asked, as she was really confused.

"Yes, that’s why I called you Solaia back then when you were trapped in sleep." Flamear, he said as he looked at her. "I can also see your soul." He continued to say and Acantha didn’t know but she was feeling unease even though she knew that he knew that she was not the original owner of this body.

Acantha sighed as she was feeling heavy in her heart; she was feeling guilty about how she was stealing the real Acantha’s life, and she was supposed to be the one who was here, not her.

Now, she was even feeling more guilty about it.

"Aren’t it unfair for me to leave Acantha’s life?" She asks as she looks at Flamear, who was frowning at her.

"What do you mean?" Flamear asked, which made her frown as she thought he already saw her soul inside Acantha’s body.

"Nothing, I’m just tired." She said she opens her book and starts reading it.

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Solaia sighed as she looked at the people who were living happily; these were the people she was helping.

They even thought that she was the one who made them, which is no.

"What are you doing there?" Solaia was startled when she heard her sister’s voice.

She turned to her and saw the exact face, but the difference is Abanoon’s visage looks darker than hers and looks very strong, which is one of the qualities she loves about her sister.

Abanoon always distanced herself from everyone as she was branded as the curse.

That’s why she and Abanoon were always far from each other.

"I was just looking at them," Solaia said as she answered her, which made the latter grimace at what she said while raising her brows at her.

"Why do you even spend your time watching those mortals?" Abanoon said as she looked at where I was looking angrily.

"Because they look like they were having fun." Solaia said this as she watched the people from where she was, who were now dancing around.

Little did she know that her twin was looking at her with resentment in her eyes, as she hates those pathetic; they don’t even recognize her as one of their goddesses; they only see her sister.

Her sister, who looks good in everyone’s eyes, while her.

Abanoon looked at Solaia, who was smiling as the people were dancing and paying tributes to their beloved goddess.

Meanwhile, her? No one ever recognized her. It was like she was just there to be Solaia’s shadow.

And Solaia? She was never aware of what she felt; she was like the innocent light that everyone likes.

And she didn’t seem to care about it when Abanoon’s life was begging for everyone’s attention and yet, she was the one who got it without even trying or doing anything.

"What were you even doing here?" Solaia asks, as she knew how her sister despises getting down and watching the people.

She didn’t even know when they ever became far from each other. Solaia wanted to be close to her twin sister, but every time she tried.

Soloaia looked back again and she saw that Abanoon was turning her back against her as she was taking some steps far from her.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Solaia asked as she stopped Abanoon from leaving the place.

Abannon stopped, but she didn’t bother to look back.

"I will go somewhere where I belong." She heard her say it after she disappeared in the air, and Solaia knew where that place was.

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Inside the house of Abellarde, it was too quiet and unusual for the people who work there. It has been several days where they could all just hear the baron’s daughter shouting.

The baron was inside his study and some bottles of wine were scattered on the floor with some of the papers.

The room was a total mess; the baron was looking at the ceiling of his study. Days had passed since he last saw his wife, not because he cared for her, but because their daughter was out of control.

One time Noraya caused a ruckus inside their house while she was holding a knife; she was saying somethings the baron couldn’t even understand.

He was getting impatient as the woman didn’t even tell where she went; it is impossible that she ran away with her lover as he and the late baron made sure that the man and her child were dead before they got married.

He was still lying on his sofa as when suddenly-

"Ahhhh."

The baron was even startled when he heard the shouts and there he heard some footsteps, and it looked like someone was running.

"Ahhhh."

The baron threw the cushion that he was using when he heard so many footsteps and he was sure that it probably came from those people he hired to watch over his daughter.

How many healers did he try to cure whatever illness his daughter has? But no one cured her.

He got up when the door flung open and their he saw one of the maids, who seemed to be breathing heavily.

"M-My Lord.." the maid called him and she looks scared by the way she looks.

"What was it?" the baron asked boredly as his day hadn’t started and yet it was already ruined.

"L-lady Noraya," the woman said as she was pointing outside his window.

The baron got up and walked to his window and there he saw his daughter, whose hair was messy, and her clothes were messy too.

His eyes widen when he realizes that his daughter was holding a sword.

He didn’t think too much and he went rushing through the door.

The maid was left alone and scared in that room. The house has been in chaos ever since their lady got some kind of sickness, which made her lose her mind.

Everyone in this place has been talking about their lady situations and some get even hurt because of the lady, which made them decide to leave this place.

The maid sighed as he looked out the window and saw that the baron was rushing to his daughter.

Loren saw his daughter as she was aiming her sword against the people who were surrounding her.

"Don’t go near me!" He heard his daughter say as she looked scared while she swung the swords.

"Put that down, Noraya!" The baron said as he warned his daughter.

"No, don’t go near me. I’m not Noraya," he heard her say, which made the baron more angrier as he knew that her daughter was losing her mind.

"For goodness sake, put that down!" he warned again as he took a step.

"No! You will give me to the authorities; your going to send me to jail for killing her, right?" she said, which made the people around them whisper.

The baron glared at his people as he heard them whispering some things.

"What in a thing are you talking about?" The baron angrily said as he yelled at his daughter, who looks confused.

"You kidnapped me, right?" He heard her say again, which made him frown more.

The baron didn’t know what to say to his daughter, as he didn’t know what she was saying.

He looked at one of his knights as he was getting ready to do what he had already instructed them to do when his daughter became uncontrollable.

He saw when his daughter was hit by an arrow and she fell to the ground unconsciously.

"Take her to her room." The baron instructed his men as he went inside first.

His headache was getting more painful.

He just hoped that the woman would go home and be the one to take care of their child, as he was getting tired of everything and the nonsense of their daughter.

He looked at ceiling again as he went inside the room and sighed.