The Villainess is my fiance: But she is gentle towards me-Chapter 206 -: He will make a complete mess of him.
"Vivian."
Elena’s voice echoed outside the door.
The moment Charlotte heard it, her body stiffened. The fog in her mind broke at once. She sat up on the bed. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Mother?"
Charlotte’s mouth opened slightly as her eyes moved from the door to the window.
Sunlight flooded the room.
The sun was high in the sky.
"...It’s already noon?" Charlotte muttered under her breath.
She slowly got off the bed and walked toward the door. A soft yawn escaped her lips as her fingers touched the handle.
Creeeak.
The door opened.
The instant Elena saw her, her eyes widened.
"Charlotte?" Elena stared at her in disbelief.
"What are you doing here?"
Charlotte leaned slightly against the doorframe, her face calm. Then she spoke in a flat tone, as if she were talking about something ordinary.
"Trying to have a baby."
There was a faint smug look in her eyes.
"What?"
Elena stepped forward at once. Her face turned stiff. "What do you mean?"
Her expression showed pure confusion, as if her mind refused to accept the words it had just heard.
Originally, Elena thought Charlotte was inside Vivian’s room.
That was why she did not send any servants to wake them up. She came herself instead.
She thought that they would be flustered when they saw her...
But now—
This was not what Elena expected.
Her gaze sharpened. "Where is Vivian?"
Charlotte met her eyes without fear.
"He’s at the Harencross estate."
"...What?"
Elena’s breath caught. Her face darkened at once.
"At the Harencross estate?" she repeated slowly. "When did he leave?"
"This morning," Charlotte replied calmly. "Before sunrise."
Elena clenched her fingers. "Then why are you here?"
Charlotte tilted her head slightly. "Because this is my room too now."
"....."
The silence between them grew heavy.
Elena stared at Charlotte as if she were seeing her for the first time.
And Charlotte knew it.
Elena stared at Charlotte for a long moment.
Charlotte met her gaze without flinching. Her face showed no fear, no shame, no panic.
After a while, Elena finally spoke.
"You do know that you two are not married yet, right?"
"So?" Charlotte replied.
Her answer was too blunt for the situation.
Elena frowned. "What do you mean, so? You are not married, and yet you are sharing a room. What will people say if they find out?"
Her voice grew a little desperate.
Honestly, Elena would have felt better if Charlotte had panicked after seeing her.
But instead, she was standing here calmly, saying such shocking things as if they meant nothing.
"Mother," Charlotte said softly as she took a slow step forward, "didn’t you say you wanted a grandchild?"
"I did," Elena replied quickly. "But I meant after you two were married."
Charlotte shrugged lightly. "What does it matter?"
Elena’s eyes widened.
"Marriage isn’t necessary," Charlotte continued. "Besides, Vivian won’t be here for long."
Even as she said this, Charlotte herself wanted the marriage to happen soon. But Vivian had already told her he would leave within a week.
He was going to the war in the north.
That war had been going on for seven years already.
Charlotte knew very well that it would take him time to return from there.
So she decided not to wait.
If he was leaving soon, then she would do everything she could before that.
If she could get pregnant now, then even if he was gone, she would have something to pass her time and play with until he returns.
Last night had been her first attempt.
"What do you mean he won’t be here for long?" Elena interrupted, pulling Charlotte out of her thoughts.
Charlotte looked at her mother and said calmly,
"He’s leaving for the northern war next week."
The color drained from Elena’s face.
"...Next week?" she whispered.
The room fell silent.
"He’s leaving next week?"
Elena broke the silence, her voice sharp with shock.
"Why would he do that? He just came back after being gone for four years, and now he wants to go to that war?"
Her words spilled out fast.
"Has he gone mad?" she continued. "And what about you? Couldn’t you stop him?"
Her voice shook with panic.
"I could have," Charlotte replied calmly. "But I didn’t."
Elena froze. "Why?"
Her voice sounded almost like a child complaining, full of worry and helplessness.
Charlotte stepped closer and gently patted Elena’s shoulder.
"Look, Mom," she said in a relaxed tone. "Your son is grown now. He has things he needs to do."
Elena opened her mouth, but Charlotte spoke again before she could say anything.
"And before he leaves," Charlotte added, "he will leave behind a pregnant wife. So don’t worry."
Her tone was far too calm for such serious words.
Still, it worked.
Elena’s tense shoulders slowly relaxed. She let out a long sigh.
"...Alright," she said at last. "Then tell me this. Why did he go to the Harencross estate?"
Charlotte’s lips curved into a small, smug smile.
"You know very well why he went there."
Elena sighed again, deeper this time.
The moment she heard that he had gone to the Harencross estate, she already understood.
’She must have told him...’
The thought echoed in her mind.
Elena leaned back slightly, her worry easing, though not fully gone.
At least now, things made a little more sense.
"By the way," Charlotte said suddenly, "has Edward returned?"
"No," Elena replied. "He should be here before sunset."
Her shoulders eased a little as she said that.
"...Vivian was really angry," Charlotte muttered to herself. "He said something about beating Edward up after he returns from the Harencross estate."
"Hm..." Elena hummed softly.
To be honest, she herself felt the urge to beat that child as well. But her motherly heart did not allow it.
Still, she felt a strange kind of relief.
At least her sons were not like those from other noble families. They did not hate each other. They cared for each other deeply.
Sometimes, a little too deeply.
Edward was the best example.
He had cut off his relationship with Salena Harencross just because she asked him to compete for the throne of the Zenithara estate.
If those words had truly come from her own heart, it would have made sense.
But they didn’t.
From the letters Charlotte had secretly taken from Edward, she learned the truth.
Those words were forced out of Salena by Count Harencross.
Salena had explained everything in those letters. She had begged Edward to understand.
But he didn’t.
He refused to listen.
"He really deserves a beating," Elena muttered under her breath.
Charlotte smiled faintly. "Don’t tell him that Vivian knows about this."
Elena glanced at her but said nothing.
Charlotte’s smile slowly faded.
Edward was not her blood brother. Yet, to her, he was closer than blood.
Since childhood, Edward had treated her like his own elder sister.
The care and respect he showed her were far greater than what she ever received from her real brothers.
Her biological brothers had always seen her as a rival for the throne.
Edward never did.
If someone asked her whom she trusted more..Edward or her blood brothers, the answer would be Edward, without doubt.
That was why seeing him so broken lately hurt her deeply.
When her mother visited a few months ago and told her everything, Charlotte felt a strong urge rise in her chest.
She wanted to go to the Harencross estate.
She wanted to drag the count to his knees.
Even if he was her uncle.
But after thinking again and again, she stopped herself.
Edward had made a blood oath.
Because of that oath, Charlotte chose to hold back.
But Charlotte did not give up.
She made sure Vivian came across the letters.
When he read them that morning, his good mood broke at once. The warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by cold anger.
He looked like someone who wanted to drag Count Harencross to his knees and make him regret ever trying to break Edward and Salena apart.
Charlotte knew that look very well.
"...Ah."
She suddenly stopped mid-step.
A thought struck her.
"Today is her marriage, isn’t it?"
Elena, who had been lost in her own thoughts, looked up in surprise.
"Yes," she said slowly. "They sent an invitation."
The air between them grew heavy again.
They looked at each other in a daze.
Then, all of a sudden, they burst into laughter.
"He’s in big trouble," Charlotte said, laughing.
"Right?" Elena laughed with her.
Both of them knew Vivian would not let this go so easily.
Vivian often acted like a carefree man, joking and smiling as if nothing bothered him.
But the moment someone messed with him, or with his family, everything changed.
Charlotte knew this side of him very well.
After what Kafrik and Duke Tramplin had done to Vivian, he had been filled with killing intent.
He wanted to wipe out their entire family without mercy.
And now Count Harencross had dared to step on the same line.
How could Vivian let him go?
Elena did not fully understand this side of Vivian yet, but Charlotte did.
"He will make a complete mess of him," Charlotte thought, a faint amused smile on her lips.
Some people only realized their mistake when it was already too late.
Count Harencross was about to learn that lesson.
