NOT THE USUAL CINDERELLA (Season 2)

PAST OF ELIANA (1)

"Truly women don't know themselves!" Alvero said as he threw his hanpdhonen at the empty seat next to him.

"How dare he teach me about injustice and courtesy!" Alvero continued his scolding, then took a deep breath.

"I'm sure after today's events there will be an interesting show. And I can't wait for the retaliatory action of that snake woman!" Alvero said as he eased a cynical smile on his face.

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"Damn! You insolent Alvero!" Eliana shouted as she clenched her hands tightly.

"Rolland! We have to speed up our plan to dismantle Alvero's rot in front of everyone! I don't care anymore! I'll destroy Alvero at any cost! The boy never gave me the slightest respect! I have to teach him a lesson!" Eliana said in a tone with a loud voice, showing her overflowing emotions at the moment.

"But by calling him earlier, I hope he will revoke the order that Alvero gave to duke Evan! It turns out he was challenging me!" Eliana's words showed that she was so unacceptable with Alvero's attitude and words on the phone earlier.

"Have you, haven't I said how many times? Alvero will never listen to you, let alone comply with your request! The arrogant and stubborn king had already learned a lesson with the critical condition of his empress. I hope the woman dies soon, so that Dion can also control himself and escape his crazy obsession with the woman. This Dion really can't choose well who the woman deserves to be loved and will support her." Rolland who sat on the bed in a relaxed position, said as he poked his lips.

"But seeing Dion's madness towards the woman. You should also be prepared to bear the consequences until he finds out that you were the mastermind of Deanda's assassination plot." Rolland continued speaking.

Hearing Rolland's words, Eliana immediately took a deep breath, in this world, the thing Eliana feared the most was the loss of Dion. From the beginning, whatever Eliana did, she did it for Dion.

For Eliana, making Dion king of the Gracetians was her biggest dream. Even he would be willing to die and bear all the mistakes as long as he could realize his dream.

Eliana held her breath for a while. Her memories go back to the past, where she had just given birth to Desya.

"Basic useless woman! How humiliating!" A mockery followed by a slap that was hard enough to land smoothly onto Eliana's cheek, making Eliana's body jolted in shock fall down on the bed while holding her hot cheek, and the corner of her lips that felt sore because it was slightly torn due to a slap just now from her husband.

"Why did it become my fault? I am not God who can control the sex of the child I am born with. Anyway, we can try again. We are both young. I can give birth to many sons for you in the future." Eliana said in a soft voice and sounded so clear.

Hearing Eliana's words, instead of feeling pity, Eliana's husband's face turned red with anger. The man walked towards Eliana, and gripped Eliana's chin hard, even the sharpness of the man's fingernails could be felt by Eliana as it began to scratch the smooth skin of her face.

"I told you from the beginning! Clean the first boy of the sex for me! Or you should get out of here! Don't just enjoy my family's wealth while you can't give me a boy!" The words from her husband made Eliana raise her head in a defiant manner.

Eliana said inwardly as she rose from her seat, her eyes looking straight at her husband's fierce face and already releasing the grip of her hand.

For Eliana, today is the culmination of her heartache to a husband who from the beginning of their marriage often abused her cruelly, sometimes even banging Eliana's head against the wall or hitting Eliana's face and body when the man came home drunk.

"From the beginning your family never liked me, because they wanted you to marry the daughter of Gracetian! And now you're trying to blame me because our first child is a girl! You must be looking for an excuse to divorce me in order to go back to chasing that woman!" Hearing Eliana's words, the man grew angry because Eliana could know exactly what she was trying to do.

And that, indirectly made his pride fall and be ashamed. The man deliberately used the reason that Eliana could not give him the first offspring of a boy to be able to drive Eliana away from their home.

As for the real reason, the man was indeed eyeing a beautiful princess from Gracetian to marry, because their marriage would further strengthen the effort she had, she said, also his status that only a low-class noble, a baron, could come up.

"How dare you accuse me of that! Women don't know themselves!" Eliana's husband grabbed Eliana's hair and dragged her to the other side of the bedroom, intending to bang Eliana's head against the wall.

"You'd rather die than be a thorn in my flesh!" The man shouted as he moved his hand to smash Eliana's head against the wall.

But suddenly there was a scream from the lips of Eliana's husband, followed by the release of the man's hand on Eliana's hair.

The incident made Eliana, who had initially resigned, think that today was the day that she would last be able to breathe, gasp in shock and immediately look back.

Eliana immediately fell on the floor as soon as she saw her husband's body lying with blood flowing out from the back of her head. Next to her husband's body lying down, Rolland, who was the personal driver of her husband, stood casually holding a bloodstained hammer.

"Rolland! Please forgive me! Don't kill me! Please have mercy on my newborn son!" Eliana immediately pleaded with a frightened face and moved backwards using a position still sitting on the floor.

Tears seemed to flow profusely soaking down Eliana's cheeks whose eyes were still staring in disbelief at her husband.

"Baroness Eliana... Why do you look so scared to see me? Shouldn't you be thanking me for helping you get rid of your Life-Taking Angel?" Rolland said as he crouched down in front of Eliana, staying in that position while wiping the hammer he had just used to hit the nape of Eliana's husband with the clothes worn by Eliana's husband.

Rolland did that in a relaxed manner, as if he was cleaning the hammer from ordinary dirt.