My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires

Chapter 501: Agnes and Victor.Complex feelings.One decision.

”!!!” Violet awoke from her stupor and quickly ran toward her mother.

”Hold the donkeyʼs balls for a minute!”

”Mother, what the fuck is this about remarrying!?”

”Hmm? Was I not clear enough?”

”Iʼm not talking about that! Do not play with me!” Violet growled angrily.

”But Iʼm not kidding?” She spoke with an amused face.

”...Victor, say something.” Leonaʼs eyes gleamed faintly a light blue, and her teeth changed to sharp fangs long ago.

”....” Agnes narrowed her eyes and turned her gaze to Leona; dark thoughts ran through her head, but she quickly pushed those thoughts out. She knew it would only make Victor annoyed with her if she acted against them.

”…Eh?” Victor looked at Leona in shock.

”Wake up; why do you look like a chick that has lost its mother?” Leonaʼs eyes gleamed with disdain.

”....” Victorʼs smile trembled a little, isnʼt this woman being more brutal than before?

”Speak, Mother. What is with this sudden decision? And Darling, donʼt be silent like a chicken about to be slaughtered.”

”.....” Since when did you become allies? Hello? Are you not rival species? Whereʼs the rivalry?

Victor was speechless now. He was being targeted by the two white-haired girls! The two got together and started trying to whip him! Look at the audacity!

Despite hearing Violet, Agnes didnʼt say anything and remained silent. It wasnʼt until Victor looked at her and said:

”Agnes, explain to me too; I need to know whatʼs going on.”

”...” Agnes ignored Violetʼs questions and looked at Victor.

”I want to marry you; isnʼt that reason enough?”

”This bitch!” Violet stomped to the floor angrily.

”This bitch!” Leona ground her teeth.

The two spoke at the same time!

Victorʼs eyes glowed slightly blood red, and he looked at Violet and Leona:

”Show some respect, Girls.”

”....” The two flinched a little at Victorʼs gaze.

”Violet, she is your mother.”

”And Leona, sheʼs my mother-in-law... My family.”

”....” The two women bit their lips in frustration but realized that Victor was right; so far, the woman hadnʼt offended them at all.

Words were no longer needed; Victor clearly conveyed what he wanted to say.

He didnʼt particularly care about womenʼs fights, because he knew the difference between ʼjokesʼ that were a little heavy and words with hostile intent.

Violet and Leona spoke words laced in hostility, and he realized he should take control of the situation.

”Now, explain what has changed?”

”....” Agnes couldnʼt help but flash a small smile; she was actually pleased internally that Victor managed to handle the situation, but this and that were different things. Now she was stuck at a crossroads; what should she do?

Tell the truth?

Or lie?

When she thought of those two options, she immediately discarded the option of lying.

The one in front of her wasnʼt just Victor; he was also the man who inherited everything from her ex-husband, including his memories and habits.

And if thereʼs one thing Agnes could never do in front of Adonis, it was lying and succeeding at it.

The man was frighteningly observant and knew her well enough to know when she was lying.

And since the man in front of her was superior in every way to her ex-husband, she knew it would be as easy as breathing to see when she was lying.

”…when we were at the meeting.”

”....” Violet and Leona stopped staring with hostility and listened silently.

”I thought about your words... And I realized you were right.”

”I needed to make a decision.”

”...” Victor nodded and motioned for her to continue; Agnes had Victorʼs full attention.

”... It would be unfair to both you and me to continue with this marriage... After all, the man I was married to was not you but my late ex-husband; I was married to Adonis... Not... With you.”

”....” Violet, at that moment, opened her eyes a little; she was very shocked when she heard her mother say the wordsʼ Ex-husbandʼ and ʼLateʼ.

It indicated that at some point, her mother started trying to let go of her feelings for her father.

Something that Violet would find impossible; after all, she wouldnʼt be able to do the same feat that her mother was doing.

ʼWait, thatʼs not my mother; she canʼt forget my father so fast; he was the love of her life.ʼ Then, looking at Agnesʼs shaking hands, Violet understood something.

ʼSheʼs been trying... But sheʼs failing miserably...ʼ She could now understand the feelings her mother was going through.

Has she forgotten Adonis? Impossible. Thereʼs no way she could do that; he was the love of her life.

But... She started trying to move on, hid her feelings in her heart, and tried to move on with her life.

Something all people who have lost loved ones do.

Something Violet did too.

It was impossible for her to forget her father; she couldnʼt do that. His legacy lived on in texts, her memories, her husbandʼs eyes, and her own eyes.

After all, the violet eyes were Adonisʼ most distinguishing feature.

ʼAdonis? Like the literal Adonis?ʼ Leona was shocked by something else.

”And in a way, from the way my husband died... I saw a lot of him in you...” She bit her lip, she knew her own words could cause a lot of adverse reactions from Victor, but she needed to say this...

”And in a way... I saw you as a substitute...” Agnes peeked at Victorʼs reaction with her gaze, but she was surprised when she saw he didnʼt react to it; he was just standing there with the same neutral face while looking at her with a look that told her to keep going.

”...After that conversation, and situations that I observed... I understood that I was being unfair to you...”

”I understood that I needed to be more truthful...”

”Victor, Iʼm not going to say I love you for the person you are.” Her lips were bleeding from how hard she squeezed, but her eyes never left Victorʼs.

”That would be a lie and hypocrisy on my part.”

”But...”

”Iʼm willing to try to see ʼonlyʼ you. Iʼm willing to learn about you. Iʼm willing to only see the man known as ʼVictor Walkerʼ...”

”Iʼm betting to see if this ʼsomethingʼ I felt when we had that conversation is real or not.”

”....” Victor continued with the same impassive gaze and just nodded for her to continue.

And Agnesʼ heart began to panic at Victorʼs unchanging expression, and without overthinking, acting only on emotions, she bit her lip a little harder. Then, when she opened her mouth, she let out the following words:

”...Please just donʼt leave me alone...” Then, slowly, tears began to paint Agnesʼs beautiful face.

In a matter of seconds, after letting a few of her true feelings leak out, she completely collapsed.

Victor felt his heart break and couldnʼt help but soften his gaze.

Agnes looked so…fragile, a very different sight than what he was used to…a view heʼd seen in Violet when sheʼd learned of her fatherʼs death.

He understood that with just one word, he could completely break the woman in front of him; she was exposing her broken and bruised heart, a heart that Victor had hurt when he absorbed Adonis.

Victor clenched his fist tightly, and with that last sentence, he realized again how much damage the deed he had done to his family.

”You have to take care of everyone-” Memories of his last meeting with Adonis flashed through Victorʼs mind.

”I can take many things, but my husbandʼs death hurt a lot. I was completely floored, in despair, but I managed to get up with the flame of revenge...”

”But... I donʼt want to be left alone... This is something I couldnʼt bear.” Agnes lowered her head, and with her left hand, she held her right arm in a somewhat fragile gesture.

Victor walked towards Agnes and stood in front of her.

Agnes used Victorʼs large body as support and practically dropped all of her body weight onto Victor; she squeezed Victorʼs chest a little, and tears began to stain Victorʼs clothes.

With Agnesʼ final two sentences, Victor understood that this was the primary reason why Agnes asked again.

The word ʼaloneʼ had much more meaning than being alone in one place.

She didnʼt want to be alone without the ʼhusbandʼ and ʼwifeʼ connection that all couples had.

She didnʼt want to be alone in the sense that she didnʼt want to be away from her family.

In a way, Agnes had only had one strong connection in her entire life: with Adonis.

Yes, she loved her daughter, and she got a lot closer compared to before, but her relationship with her daughter didnʼt compare to the relationship she had with Adonis.

This was one of the dangers of having an extremely possessive personality; when looking at just one person, you unconsciously place all your emotional burdens on that person.

Adonis wasnʼt just her husband; he was her pillar, her emotional support, her counselor.

The same thing Victor was now to all his wives, Adonis was to Agnes.

Because of his understanding of the danger of this addiction, Victor wanted his women to be independent and shine on their own.

This was one of the reasons why he always supported Violet, Sasha, Ruby, and Natashia and constantly communicated with them and encouraged them to treat each other as support.

A backup in case he disappeared at any time.

Not that he was planning on disappearing or anything, but he just wanted the girls not to be emotionally destabilized if, for some reason, he disappeared. They needed to be strong.

And that was the advice he always gave himself. After all, the same situation could apply to him, too; he was very dependent on his wives, both in a literal and an existential sense.

He needed the blood of all his wives if he was to keep away from his bloodlust.

It was a few words, but in those few words, Victor completely understood Agnesʼ thoughts; he knew the woman well.

He made a decision. He didnʼt care if she loved Adonis, and he wouldnʼt ask her to forget about Adonis either; he knew it was impossible.

Asking a person like Agnes to forget her love was just devastating.

”...You know thereʼs no turning back, right?”

”Mmm...”

”Once you often taste my blood... Even if you want to stop, that will be impossible.” Victor wasnʼt bluffing, he was telling the truth; his blood was like a highly addictive drug.

By the time you get used to eating 5-star food, you canʼt eat regular food anymore; the same reasoning applies here.

”Mmm...”

”For you to return to normal, I must affect your soul, which is extremely delicate and dangerous.”

”...You wonʼt have to.”

Victor sighed lightly and patted Agnesʼ head.

”Are you really sure about this, Agnes?”

”....” Agnes looked up and showed her tearful face to Victor.

Victor gently touched her face and wiped away Agnesʼ tears.

”Yes, I am.” She spoke with conviction.

”... Iʼm not going to be anyoneʼs replacement, Agnes,” Victor reminded.

”Iʼm not seeing you like that!” She roared as tears began to well up in her eyes.

”...I just want to be close to you...”

”I wonʼt forget Adoni-.”

”I know...”

”...?” She made a confused face.

”Iʼm not asking you to forget anyone, Iʼm not asking you to sacrifice anything.”

Agnesʼ eyes softened a little; unconsciously, she felt a weight leave her body, which made her enjoy the caresses on her face a little more.

”... Iʼm just asking that you donʼt look at me as a substitute; Iʼm just asking that maybe in time, you can let me take care of your heart.”

”But youʼre already taking care of-.” She tried to say something, but Victor cut her off.

”Not this way. You understand what Iʼm trying to say.”

”....” She fell silent and nodded.

Victor laughed in a jovial tone: ”Who knows? The day youʼre ready, maybe weʼll move on.”

”....” Everyone in the room could understand that the last sentence had more meaning than what Victor implied.

Meanings that all the women present understood.

”For now, just focus on healing your wounds, focus on your revenge, donʼt think about ʼthisʼ.”

Agnesʼs tears began to dry, and only the womanʼs surprised, kind eyes were to be seen.

”I will be your pillar, Agnes Snow.”

ʼThat was originally my duty.ʼ

”All you have to do is move on, kill whoever you have to kill, deal with whatever you have to deal with.”

ʼI will wait as long as necessary, even if it takes millennia.ʼ

”If you are tired, I will help you to rest.” He smoothed Agnesʼ white hair and put it behind her ear.

ʼBecause… I know, at the end of the day.ʼ

He smiled gently and spoke in a tone as if he was caressing Agnesʼ heart.

”... And... On the day you reach the end of your journey... I will hear your answer.”

ʼI was the cause of your suffering.ʼ

...........

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