I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 442

Chapter 149: Defeat

“Senior…”

Roy awkwardly looked away. “That joke, no matter how you slice it, is just too much.”

The young boy’s indifferent response instantly doused Leanna’s enthusiasm.

Her expression, once perfect, now showed signs of anxiety. “What if… this isn’t a joke…?”

Roy’s tone was resolute. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, Senior. If you’re in trouble, I’ll stand by you, but this matter is different.”

Leanna paused, confusion creeping in. “…Why?”

The moment she asked this question, she knew she had already lost.

Yet still, she couldn’t help but seek an answer.

“I… I never thought of hurting you, nor would I use you. In terms of extraordinary powers, I’m not lacking. As for background and status, the Chief Mage is not inferior to a royal family. So…”

Roy shook his head. “It has nothing to do with any of that.”

“Or rather, it’s not your fault.”

“Then what exactly is it…?”

Roy sighed.

“I’m not alone.”

“I won’t give up my other connections just for you.”

The young boy’s sigh crushed Leanna’s spirit entirely.

The most despairing part was never about her doing something wrong.

It was that no matter what she did, the outcome was destined to be failure from the very start.

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“President, it’s bad!”

Kreya burst into the second-floor dining room in a panic, only to find that the situation here was even worse than the bad news outside.

In the large dining area, there was no sign of the young boy; only Leanna sat alone, sipping her drink, lost and dejected under the lonely moonlight.

Had the President been dumped?!

With such a great atmosphere today, Kreya never expected this outcome.

Fumbling over her words for a while, she finally muttered, “You… you need to be strong…”

“Strong… haha, what’s the use?” Leanna lowered her eyelashes, chuckling bitterly. “From the very beginning, I had no chance at all.”

“His eyes never even had me in them.”

“Everything has just been a clown’s self-entertainment.”

Leanna, unwilling, tightened her grip on the wine glass but then finally relaxed it, sighing helplessly.

She was somewhat prepared for this.

Roy would never give up his ties with the Lionheart Princess and the Nightingale of the Emerald Court just for her.

If only she had met Roy before they did…

But now, what’s the use of saying all this?

The empty wine glass reflected a flushed face, lost and disheveled, a portrait of despair.

Perhaps, to Roy, she had always been this pitiful.

However, Kreya furrowed her brows at this moment. “No chance at all?”

“Wait, wait, wait! What exactly happened between you two?”

Under Kreya’s questioning, Leanna instinctively revealed everything that had just happened.

To her surprise, Kreya slammed her palm on the table, jumping up in frustration. “President, no, Leanna, how can you just give up like that?!”

Leanna smiled wryly. “…At this point, it’s been rejected so decisively that there’s no point in pushing further, right?”

“What do you mean at this point! I think you don’t understand at all!” Kreya was about to faint from anger.

Is love really making people this foolish? The usually clever Leanna couldn’t even grasp this simple logic.

Kreya patiently said, “Has he ever clearly said he hates you?”

Leanna froze. “But the implication of his words is clearly…”

Kreya immediately countered with faulty logic: “Not clearly rejecting is just clearly not rejecting!”

All along, Kreya had closely observed the two.

Watching not just Leanna but also Roy.

Kreya witnessed how the young boy’s gaze towards the girl transformed—from wary and guarded to gradually trusting and eventually affectionate, never wanting to leave her side.

There was one thing she could not agree with.

There was absolutely a chance between Roy and Leanna.

It was just that timid Leanna was like every hesitant girl in love, cowed by the wall set between them.

“Given Roy’s situation, it’s natural for him to hesitate and be torn; how could feelings be clear-cut?”

“So you should be more proactive, more assertive, more persistent, and a little ruthless!”

“Leanna, this is so unlike you! You can’t even ask him if he likes you and just give up halfway—how uncool is that?!”

Having followed Leanna closely, Kreya could finally see how brave yet timid the often lonely girl was, longing for light but only daring to stall in place.

A black mage cursed by the blood of the Demon Race didn’t deserve a happy ending.

But Leanna was just one step away from that dreamlike conclusion.

Thus, Kreya would not allow her to falter at this final moment.

“Leanna, the Lionheart Princess and the Emerald Court’s Nightingale have already arrived.”

“!”

“If you keep hesitating, being a coward, and watching him be taken away by them, losing your last chance, is that really okay?” Kreya provocatively called out to the girl in front of her.

“Of course not.”

Leanna closed her eyes, inhaling deeply.

Just imagining the black-haired boy flanked by those two girls made her heart ache as if she couldn’t breathe, but it also reignited her courage.

“You’re right; backing down now would be too embarrassing.”

When she opened her eyes again, Leanna finally found her former calm, mysterious smile: “Being relentless and unscrupulous—that’s a witch’s style!”

“Where are they now?”

Kreya worriedly replied, “Just left the lord’s manor. Our people are setting up barriers, but we won’t hold them for long.”

“Doesn’t matter; before that, I’ll settle this.”

Leanna stood up and headed towards the young boy’s room.

In the darkness, Roy lay on the bed, reflecting on the dinner just now, letting out a frustrated sigh.

He never expected that the witch from the original story actually had such thoughts towards him.

The only two things that made Roy wary were the witch’s unscrupulous views and the predestined dark fate in the original story.

But now, Leanna was no longer the witch who would stop at nothing to satisfy her possessiveness; on the contrary, she cared for him deeply and treasured him immensely. As for the darkening, it was entirely due to the schemes of the Flame Demon, and currently, Leanna’s bloodline was very stable, so there was no need for worry.

When viewed this way, stripping away the negative factors, what lay before him was an incredibly attractive woman—sexy, strong, with immense potential, who would tease him, cherish him, yet never harm him.

If this were his previous life, he wouldn’t hesitate for even a second.

But now, he couldn’t.

Because he wasn’t alone anymore.

Although Roy had never regretted meeting Charlotte and the others, he couldn’t help but think that if he had encountered Leanna a little earlier, perhaps this wouldn’t be the ending.

He really was a deep sinner…

He had once thought he was a bit narcissistic, but now Roy was genuinely troubled by this issue.

Just then, a brown silhouette appeared by the door.

“Junior, can you walk with me for a bit?”