I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 54



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2023.12.24.

Cordelia was a little excited and ran towards Leonard. Then Leonard ran up to her and grabbed her hand.

“Be careful. You’ll fall.”

“More importantly, Master, how about me?”

She held her dress in both hands and spun around in front of him. Leonard looked Cordelia up and down with a rather serious expression.

“I should reward the maids. You’ve created my new disciple.”

“Creation… … . I can’t argue with you. I was surprised when I looked in the mirror too.”

She thought she’d be told that she was wasting her time when nothing had changed, but that was the best compliment.

Cordelia laughed like a girl.

Leonard naturally spread his arms and helped her link arms. Cordelia quickly accepted his escort.

“Who’s coming to the Saracen banquet today?”

“Well. Everyone who received an invitation will come, since they heard I was coming. The head of Attila, who was thought to be dead, has come back to life. What could be more exciting than that?”

He said indifferently, as if he were a third party.

The Saracen townhouse was not far from Attila’s. It had only been about twenty minutes since they got on the carriage, and the carriage had already stopped.

Cordelia exhaled deeply. She had

not even gotten out yet, but she was already nervous. Leonard must have noticed her trembling, and he spoke softly.

“You are my disciple. Remember. That alone is enough for no one here to ignore or look down on you.”

“Yes.”

The carriage door opened, and Leonard took her hand this time, helping her get out.

She had not even walked a few steps, but she could already feel all kinds of whispers and stares from behind her.

“Oh my, those rumors were true, right?”

“Atila came back to life.”

“But who is that woman next to you? Did Attila have a cousin?”

“Did he bring a woman he was going to marry?”

“No way. Lydia Elfenbaum is here?”

Of course, Cordelia, who was very nervous, didn’t hear a word. She just walked forward slowly, relying on Leonard next to her. She

passed the main gate and reached the entrance to the banquet hall. Leonard showed the invitation first. The servant who confirmed it shouted loudly.

“Elector Leonard Attila and Countess Cordelia Abrams!”

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on one place.

She took a deep breath and slowly walked inside, one step at a time.

Maybe it was because it was decorated as a banquet hall, but Saracen’s townhouse was the most splendid of all the places she had visited.

Every pillar, every ceiling, everything was gilded with gold, making her eyes hurt.

Cordelia couldn’t take her eyes off of them. The fact that she was at a banquet where only the most famous people in society were invited was so joyful and dreamlike.

The first to welcome them was the owner of the mansion, Diana Saracen.

“I am glad you came to the banquet, Countess Abrams. And Leonard.”

“Thank you for inviting me. This is the first time in

my life that I have ever been to such a beautiful ball.” “Haha. I am glad you liked it. Leonard, please forget about your complicated thoughts and enjoy yourself today.”

“Yes. I think you are too dabbled in gold to have any complicated thoughts.”

“It is my small consideration for you.”

Diana did not blink at Leonard’s sarcasm. Cordelia was inwardly impressed by her generosity.

“By the way, I have invited a guest that Countess Abrams will be pleased to see.”

“A guest that I will be pleased to see?”

“Yes.”

She could count on one hand the number of people she knew in the capital. But someone she would be pleased to see.

Could it be someone from her hometown? Cordelia felt uneasy for no reason.

He was about to ask who that was, but Diana left first to greet the other guests.

As soon as Diana disappeared, the others appeared in front of Cordelia and Leonard.

“Elector Attila! It’s so good to see you back in such good health. How have you been?”

“Viscount Ritor.”

The tall, middle-aged man with half his head bald greeted him very excitedly. Leonard could tell that he was annoyed, but he didn’t avoid him.

“When the news of the Elector’s death spread, I didn’t believe it at all, even if others didn’t. Of course, I firmly believed that you would return in good health and waited!”

“Yes. Thank you very much.”

Baron Ritor chattered on for a while with fake tears in his eyes, then looked at Cordelia with curious eyes.

“If you don’t mind, may I know who the lady next to you is?”

“Oh, this way.”

Leonard, who had been bored, soon made an exaggerated expression and put a hand on Cordelia’s shoulder.

The people around him pretended not to see him and glanced at him, wondering about the relationship between the two, so when he put his hand on her shoulder, the whispering grew louder.

“She’s my disciple.”

“… … Yes?”

“My first disciple. Say hello, Cordelia. This is Viscount Vex Ritor.”

“It’s an honor to meet you, Viscount Ritor. My name is Cordelia Abrams.”

“Oh my! Elector Count Attila has taken a disciple?”

The voice was so loud that everyone within a ten-foot radius focused their attention on Cordelia.

It was the same everywhere I’d heard it since I’d arrived in the capital, but it was the same every time. Leonard thought that even if he had told me that she was the woman he was going to marry, I think he would have been less surprised.

“Elector Count Attila has taken a disciple?”

When all eyes were on her, Cordelia tense up and straightened her neck.

“That’s surprising. I heard that the Elector Count said he wouldn’t take on a disciple.”

“That’s right. But that was before I met Cordelia.”

As usual, he would tease her for being stupid and not being good at memorizing formulas, but he still cheered Cordelia up in front of others.

“I’ve heard that you usually have to be young to become a wizard’s disciple… … . To become the Elector Count’s disciple at this age, you must be incredibly talented.”

“What.”

Leonard took on an ambiguous attitude, neither agreeing nor denying. It seemed that this piqued the people’s curiosity.

Starting with Viscount Ritor, the others approached them one by one, wanting to greet them.

“Nice to meet you, Countess Abrams. I… … .”

“There’s a ball at my mansion next week. Would you like to attend?”

“Then, will you succeed Elector Attila as the court magician?”

Cordelia stiffened and greeted them all one by one. At first, she could remember the faces and names of some of them, but when they exceeded ten fingers, she couldn’t tell who was who.

Later, there were so many people that they almost surrounded her like a wall. Leonard seemed used to it, but Cordelia felt very burdened by this kind of attention from the first ball.

“S, Master.”

“Why?”

“Here, too, people… .”

She barely managed to stammer out a few words, but it seemed that he somehow understood what she meant.

Leonard naturally escorted her out, made an appropriate excuse, and left the group.

“Huh, ha.”

“Why were you so nervous?”

“There are, there are so many people.”

“What are you talking about, like a country person?”

“I guess the country suits me. There are so many people that I can’t breathe.”

Her heart had been pounding so hard since a while ago that she thought it would break her ribs. I thought it would be enough to just say hello, but when people I had never seen before surrounded her and kept talking to her, she was honestly a little scared.

At that moment, a man and a woman walked by from afar. Judging from the light shining from afar, they must have been the Elfenbaum siblings.

“Cordelia!”

Lydia approached her with a bright smile. Cordelia thought she had become quite pretty before coming to the banquet today, but when she saw Lydia all dolled up, she immediately became humble.

“You are so pretty today. I almost didn’t recognize you.”

“Thank you, Lydia.”

“I saw a cloud of people crowding Cordelia’s place earlier. Leo, you seem more popular than me.”

“Then what are you doing? I’m shaking because there are so many people.”

“When did I ever shake?”

Cordelia pretended not to notice, even though her legs had been shaking just a moment ago. Leonard snorted.

At that moment, the orchestra began to play a dance song. Leonard handed the glass of champagne he had been drinking to the attendant and said,

“Have you practiced dancing?”

“Dancing? Dancing, well. Dancing.”

Cordelia stuttered and couldn’t continue. She could barely keep up with court etiquette, so there was no way she could dance well.

When she hesitated in embarrassment, Leonard lifted his chin haughtily and said,

“I see. You should just let me… …”

“Leo.”

Lydia cut Leonard off mid-sentence. Then she smiled brightly like a flower.

“It’s been a while, so why don’t you dance together?”

“… Sure.”

It was rude to refuse a woman’s invitation to dance. Leonard briefly looked back at Cordelia and then took Lydia’s hand.

The two of them moved toward the center. Rosenblu glanced at Cordelia out of the corner of his eye.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes? What is it?”

“I thought you weren’t expecting me to dance with Leo.”

“Oh, I don’t know this song very well, so if I go out, I’ll just step on your feet.”

Cordelia said casually. Her face showed no other emotion, so Rosenblu simply moved her lips.

“Then which song do you prefer?”

“Me, Minuet?”

Cordelia scratched the bridge of her nose, feeling a little embarrassed. Minuet is the most basic of all dances, and is rarely danced these days.

“Then let’s do that next.”

“Yes?”

Instead of answering, Rosenblu simply called a servant and said briefly, “The next dance is Minuet.”

Cordelia watched the whole process, her mouth wide open, and her eyes blinked.

“You could choose the music as you pleased?”

“No. I abused my power to choose it as I pleased. That’s how I thought I could dance with you.”