Class Villainess

Chapter 185 – Sweet Mason

[Warning: Mild gore content.]

"Rest assured, my love, I never try to use you. I just want you to know that I will be doing everything as long as you can do your mission. My goal in life is to mend all my mistakes in the previous life, make you happy, and marry you in the future," the red rose man said.

And that didn't make me feel safe at all. He might never actually hurt me, but the fact that he knew everything about me to the point that he knew my way of thinking, it was just way too disturbing for me to process. 

It seemed that the red rose man acknowledged my fear, but he didn't stop at all, trying to explain his stance to me.

"P—Please don't be scared, my dear. I… I don't know what to say if you're scared to me…" the red rose man said. 

Honestly, I was just too speechless right now. But after I mustered my courage, I asked, "How did you know everything in my mind? Is it that obvious?"

"Not really, it's just a habit, my love," the red rose man said. "I've watched over you since the last world, I saw everything that you went through, and after obsessing over you for years, it's natural for me to know everything about you, right? We are even married at some point."

"I never married anyone in my previous life. I literally died before the prom starts," I said, clearing things up. 

"You're correct, but I married you right after I found your body, my love," the red rose man replied. 

Things got even darker as I heard his voice sound wrong. He sounded detached and deranged. It gave me chill down to my bone marrow, "How… how did you marry me after my death?"

"Nobody is collecting your body, and I went insane after I saw your corpse. I've been searching for you the whole night because I want to confess my feelings for you since the first time I saw you."

"I can't accept your death, so I collect your body and take care of your corpse by myself," the red rose man said. He chuckled lightly after that, "I embalmed you and also put you in a glass case, still in your pink dress. It's beautiful and even more beautiful when I told my subordinates to buy you another pink wedding dress."

"We are married for a few years in private, as I continued hunting those bitches and bastards who bullied and ruined your life. After getting all the revenge I needed, I hugged you and shot myself in the head. We will be together forever, my love."

"But… sometimes, it's difficult to take care of your body. Since I'm the one who personally embalmed your body, I am the one who took all of your guts and heart. Preserving your body is difficult since you've been out in the air for too long, it seems."

"That's why I know everything about you… your heart, your guts, your lung…."

"I know every. Single. thing."

"Heheh—hahahah—HAHAHAHAHAH!!"

Beep.

__Phone call end__

I hung up quickly and threw my phone to the bed as my adrenaline rushed through my body. 

"Holy fuck, that was scary…." I cursed as I slumped on the floor. 

No, seriously, I was about to get a heart attack just by listening to him telling me what he did to my body after my death. He realized that he had gone insane. He kept saying that repeatedly.

But the fact that he could go that far just because he loved me… 

I didn't know if his love was true love or an obsession. The red rose man could be so sweet and caring at times, he also never hurt me, but his obsession was just too much. 

It took a while for me to get up from the floor, and my mood to call Logan vanished instantly. I didn't want to call him for now, but maybe I should contact him in another way, knowing how the red rose man was pulling the string to us.

No, seriously, even he made Mason Hall part of his sick play. I pity Mason now since I kept suspecting him as the red rose man, even though he was pretty much just an innocent guy who was busy with life.

Now I felt guilty for suspecting him. Mason Hall had been helping me in so many ways, and all I did for him was just suspect him of some random shits. 

Thus, I gave up the idea to call Logan tonight. I will find him tomorrow to gather information. But I wanted to call Mason instead.

After a while, I finally picked up my phone once more and then texted Mason first.

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Emmy: Mason, where are you right now?

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I waited for a minute until he texted me back.

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Mason: I'm just done with a short movie shoot today. I'm in my apartment right now. Is there something I can do for you, Em?

Emmy: Ah, it's fine then. You must be tired. You should rest now.

Mason: No, no. I'm alright. I'm used to working anyway. Just tell me if you need something, I will always help you, Em…

Emmy: Can I call you right now?

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I thought he would say yes or no, but he called me first, and I picked up the call, feeling nervous about myself.

__Phone call with Mason Hall__

"Good evening, Em!"

"Good evening, Mason…"

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Mason asked. I could hear him sitting on a creaky bed just like what he told me before, that he lived in a small apartment all on his own, and he worked to get money.

I didn't know Mason's family background, but it didn't seem to be healthy because he said that he had been living there since he was in middle school. I knew I wasn't a good person, but really, suspecting someone who didn't even have any malicious intention towards me… I was the one at fault here. 

"Hm… nothing much, I just want to talk, I guess. You know, spending my free time…." I replied meekly. "But if you're too tired or busy, I can just hang up."

"No, not at all, Em! I'm so glad that you want to talk with me!" Mason denied quickly. "I'm just surprised that you actually want to talk with me out of your own initiative. It's rare…."

"Ah, sorry about that."

Now I instantly realized that I never actually called Mason with my own initiative. Even if I did, it would be out of my own interest to smoothen my mission, just like how I requested his love letter. 

He was so sincere about it, and I just used it without even really recognizing how Mason poured all his heart into it. 

I sighed deeply, knowing how I had wronged him and how disingenuous I was. 

"No need to say sorry, Em. I'm flattered that you want to talk with me, hehe," Mason giggled joyously. "I just think that it's cute for you."

"Cute? Did you just call me cute?" 

"Y—Yeah, is it wrong?" Mason sounded nervous here. Maybe he thought that I got offended. 

Of course, I didn't get offended. I was quite happy that he called me cute, honestly. I had always been the kid that nobody liked back in my previous life, and no one ever called me cute there.

They called me two things, either 'slut' or 'pig.'

Yeah, none of them were really kind, but I got used to it before. And I wasn't used to getting called cute instead. 

"It's not wrong, Mason. I'm just… dumbfounded, I guess…."

"Dumbfounded?"

"Yeah, I have never heard someone call me cute so lightly. You called me that um… so normally…."

"Hehe, I've always wanted to call you cute for a long time, Em. But I'm too embarrassed, and I… I just think you might see me as a creep if I called you cute."

"No, no, you're not a creep at all," I denied quickly. Because that red rose man was the real creep. He might be in love with me and had been loving me since our previous life. But the way he just snapped and went totally insane still gave me chill. 

"That means I can call you cute in private, right?" Mason asked. I found it funny and chuckled a bit.

"Yeah, sure…" 

After that, I heard him jumping around his creaking bed happily as he kept mumbling 'yes' and 'great' in a low voice, so I wouldn't catch it.

Too bad, I did, haha!

"You don't know how happy I am right now, Em!" Mason said on the phone. "Thank you, Em. I'm so happy that you still open your heart for me. I was worried that you might not like me anymore because I can't um… you know… I can't confess properly and date you because of my job and everything around me."

"But I promise you, Em.. I will find a way."