I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 5



Only Krnovel

The Awakened Husband
2023.11.05.

“I tried every medicine I could, but there was no sign of improvement.”

“But?”

“I thought it might help if I learned healing magic myself and used it on my father.”

“Hmm.”

“My mother passed away without even being able to do anything. My father, sob, I can’t lose him like that… … .”

Although it was a story that would make any human with a heart blush, Leonard was still indifferent.

“It’s disgusting, so wipe your tears and tell me honestly.”

“A heartless bastard!”

Cordelia realized that emotional appeals were completely useless to this man.

It would be better to stop pretending to be pitiful and crying in front of this man.

She wiped the tears that had formed in her eyes and straightened her back. Cordelia’s face had become cold before she knew it.

“That’s right. In fact, I want to escape this miserable reality.”

“What does that have to do with it? Just get a divorce, why do you want to learn magic? You’re going back to Vasquez after the divorce anyway?”

“Even if I get a divorce, I won’t go back to Vasquez.”

“Why?”

In fact, it’s not that I won’t go back, it’s that I can’t go back, and I couldn’t say that my father told me to die here even if I died.

I didn’t want to be vulnerable to him anymore.

“Do you think you want to go back to the house that sold me out?”

She said, sneerfully, without realizing it.

The cold eyes of her father that she saw the last time she left home were unforgettable.

The words that he wouldn’t even accept your dead body stuck in her mind like a thorn.

So she made up her mind. She wouldn’t go back there again.

“I’ll be honest. Originally, I was going to open a shop that looked after magic items after I got a divorce and received alimony.”

“Magic items?”

Cordelia said, tapping my eye.

“Because I can see the magic. I can check if magic items are properly enchanted or if they’re cursed. But it would be much better if you could also learn some light support magic.”

“Ha, you want to be a magic appraiser?”

“Yes. I don’t want you to teach me some amazing magic. Just teach me a few moderate support magic.”

She said earnestly and sincerely. She had no desire to become a great magician anyway.

However, Cordelia’s words seemed to have sounded different to his ears. Leonard’s mouth went up crookedly.

“No.”

“Why? Why not?”

Cordelia protested fiercely. Leonard crossed his arms and snorted.

“I can never see you bragging about being my disciple after learning one or two moderate magics. And an appraiser? Are you kidding me? Leonard Attila’s disciple is just an appraiser? A dog on the street would laugh.” “I will never tell you that

I learned from you.”

“How can I trust you?”

“I will put my family name on the line… … .”

“It’s no use betting on Vasquez, who has collapsed and has no name.”

“… … .”

Cordelia was speechless at his sharp sarcasm.

She thought about threatening to run to Maximilian, but she felt like she would be silenced by real death if she did.

So she forced the corners of her mouth to raise into a smile.

“Trust can be built in the future.”

“That’s what you think.”

“But how can we build trust if you don’t give her a chance? Shouldn’t you at least give her a chance?”

“It’s none of my business.”

The argument went on longer than expected. The sun had already set and the sunset was streaming in through the window.

Leonard was still glaring at her with eyes full of distrust. At this point, Cordelia decided to take a step back.

After all, today wasn’t the only day.

“Oh my, it’s already this late. Take a rest. I’ll come back tomorrow.”

“Don’t come. It’s annoying.”

“Oh. I heard from the maid that you left a lot of food. Does

it not suit your taste?” “What does that have to do with you?”

“Should we change the cook? ”

“Didn’t you say you were leaving?”

“How come you didn’t say a word?”

“What?”

“Did you hear? Well, I guess your hearing is still fine. That’s a relief.”

Leonard glared at Cordelia with a dumbfounded expression. She smiled without blinking and got up from her seat.

“Then I’ll really go out. See you tomorrow.”

* * *

She’s quite a persistent woman.

Only after the door closed and she was completely gone did Leonard relax his body. Then his whole body trembled as if he was having a seizure.

This useless body seemed to have already lost its energy after using only a few spells.

His stomach was rumbling and he felt like he was going to vomit, and his head was throbbing like a nail had been driven into it.

He endured the pain with a frown.

“Cordelia Vasquez.”

From beginning to end, she was a woman who was suspicious in every way. She

claimed that she had figured out that he was Leonard Atile with only a few clues, but it was hard to believe.

“Is there a mastermind behind this?” However, it was

too sloppy and clumsy to think that Maximilian had sent her.

It was confusing enough that Cordelia suddenly appeared in this already confusing situation.

“Damn it. I just used this one spell.”

His hands still trembled. Unlike his original self, the smooth man’s hands were unfamiliar.

He let out a self-deprecating laugh at the ridiculousness of his situation, falling to the floor.

It’s all that bastard’s fault.

“Maximilian.”

The hateful name came out of his mouth without his knowledge. He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth.

His brother had been annoying him, but he had never considered him an enemy.

More precisely, he was not even worthy of being considered an enemy. Leonard’s only rival was Leonard Attila, himself.

Some might think he was arrogant, but Leonard had thought it was natural since birth.

“I will kill you.”

The seething hatred made him overcome the pain.

He couldn’t forget the cold blade that had stabbed his stomach, which was trapped and unable to move. At the same time, Maximilian’s face, filled with joy, came to mind clearly.

If it weren’t for the soul transfer magic he had implemented just before he died, he would have had a hard time surviving.

“You’re laughing. Yes. Laugh as much as you want. Until I tear you to pieces in the brightest place.”

He muttered darkly.

Finally, the sun outside the window fell to the ground.

* * *

“How can I persuade this man?”

I didn’t think I would succeed the first time, but I couldn’t help feeling regretful.

Magic wasn’t necessary to work as an appraiser, but it would definitely be a huge help if I learned it.

There’s a world of difference between an appraiser who knows magic and one who doesn’t.

Besides, meeting a magician and learning magic are never-ending opportunities. Maybe the day that could change her life had come.

Cordelia went back to her room and sat at her dressing table for a long time, thinking.

The maid offered her a meal, but she refused, wrapped her head, and groaned.

Just confirming that the one in Craig’s body was really Leonard Artilei was a big achievement.

“I have to learn magic from that man somehow.”

Everything was going differently than Cordelia had expected.

Craig, whom she thought was going to die, came back to life, and the soul of the great magician took possession of her husband, whom she thought was an idiot.

It might have been a hopeless situation for some, but she was happy about every moment of it.

For the first time in her life, where she had to live passively, she could make her own decisions.

Just that made her fingertips tingle and her blood boil.

‘I absolutely cannot miss this opportunity.’

It seemed that the star protecting Vasquez had finally decided to take pity on her.

It was as if she had received all the birthday presents she had been putting off all at once.

Cordelia fell asleep with a happy smile for the first time in a long time.

* * *

No one visited the room of the Count who had become an idiot. Only his wife, Cordelia.

The servants all praised her chastity, but the reality was different from what they had guessed.

“Good morning.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“What could be tired of seeing your husband’s face?”

Cordelia smiled brightly and took her seat next to him as usual.

Since that day, she has been visiting Leonard every day to ask for help.

“Hey. No matter how much you beg, there is nothing that can’t be done. Do you think learning magic is like learning history from a tutor? If even dogs and cows could learn it, there would be so many magicians in the country.”

“I didn’t say anything?”

“Ha.”

Leonard felt burdened, tired, and annoyed by her.

If it had been his original body, I would have just ignored it, but in this situation, I couldn’t ignore it and it was hard to chase it away.

In addition, the fact that she knew Leonard’s identity was very uncomfortable.

“You haven’t eaten yet?”

“I haven’t thought about it.”

“I haven’t eaten yet, but let’s eat together. I’ve changed the cook, so I hope you like it.”

“Your ears only listen to what you want to hear, don’t they? Very convenient.”

Despite Leonard’s sarcasm, Cordelia remained steadfast. He couldn’t help but admire her shamelessness.

Just then, Emily came with a trolley of food. Cordelia moved the plates to a tray and scooped up a spoonful of stew herself. She

didn’t forget to blow on it in case it was hot.

“Just take a bite. The cook prepared it specially for you.”

She said with a kind and thoughtful smile.

“I don’t want to eat it, so why do you keep bothering me?”

“Ah! My lady.”

Leonard said curtly and slapped her hand away. As a result, the contents of the spoon spilled onto the back of Cordelia’s hand.

The maid who had been a little away came over in surprise.

“How is it? Are you okay?”

“It’s nothing.”

“What should I do? “ It’s red.”

The maid licked her lips as she wiped Cordelia’s hand. Although she couldn’t say it, there was resentment in her eyes as she looked at Leonard.

“Give this to me and go out.”

“Yes, my lady. If you need anything, call me.”

Cordelia silently rubbed the back of her hand, which was red and hot.

The burn must have hurt, but instead of glaring at Leonard, she smiled and pushed the plate away.

That really annoyed Leonard.

“How are you feeling today?”

“You. Why do you keep acting so irritating?”

The fact that she came every day, smiling brightly, and talking to him kept getting on Leonard’s nerves.

“Huh?”

“It’s annoying, so don’t come. How many times do I have to tell you to understand?”

“I just… … It’s comfortable here.”

“How many times have I seen you before you say it’s comfortable?”

“You don’t call me a useless money-sucking leech, do you?”

“… … .”

“It’s not like I get drunk and cause trouble or bring my mistress over to make a fuss in front of me.”

Leonard was at a loss for words as Cordelia continued to speak calmly.