I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 59
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Father’s Daughter
2023.12.29.
Baron said with a smiling face.
“There’s an hour left and we’ll be at the mansion in thirty minutes, so there’s plenty of time.”
Leonard said bluntly, asking who asked that, but so there was no question about what time it was.
Baron felt strange.
It was the first time in his life that he had seen Leonard feel this kind of attachment to a non-magical human.
He was a person who didn’t even pay much attention to his parents and siblings.
But he took the time to stay by Cordelia’s side despite his busy schedule, knowing that she was lonely after leaving Cordelia’s father behind.
No matter how much he thought about it, it was hard to see it as a normal teacher-student relationship.
‘Is the problem Cordelia?’
Leonard’s feelings seemed somewhat certain, but it was ambiguous whether Cordelia actually considered Leonard more than a teacher.
No, to be honest, Cordelia didn’t seem to consider Leonard as a lover at all.
‘Maybe the master is suffering a little.’
“Why are you grinning so unluckily?”
“Nothing. It
‘s nothing. I’m always on the master’s side, you know that?” “What are you saying?”
* * *
“Master.”
“Why?”
“Aren’t you busy these days?”
“Why are you asking?”
“Shouldn’t you be busy? It’s been a while since you’ve been to Yebo Delim, so shouldn’t you be taking care of business? By the way. How’s the trial going? Are you preparing for the trial?”
There was a reason Cordelia desperately wanted her master to go out.
It was nice to have him by her side for four days. However, as five days passed, then seven days passed, and then eight days passed, she became very suffocated.
In particular, he was very displeased with Cordelia even going out to the garden for a walk. On the surface, he said, ‘Do your homework at that time,’ but in reality, he prevented her from moving her legs.
“Huh. You didn’t do your homework again.”
“It’s not that I didn’t do it, it’s that I can’t. I sleep four hours a day these days! “I see the master’s face during my waking hours or do my homework while looking at this paper. The doctor said I need to get
a good night’s sleep to get better.” “You just need to get a good night’s sleep.” They
couldn’t understand each other.
Cordelia’s lips trembled. Leonard chuckled at her appearance and pressed his index finger to her forehead.
“I’m already busy again today. I’ll be going to the palace in the afternoon.”
“Oh, really? Are you really busy?”
Her face lit up. Leonard smiled wickedly at her smile.
“But you still have to make time to check your homework every day. You’re my only student.”
“… … When I looked through the book, it said that self-study is about becoming a person who takes the initiative in studying.”
“You’re just talking big words, aren’t you just going to play?”
“No, I’m going to do self-directed learning.”
Alex approached her as she grumbled as usual.
“Master. Sir Mervan and Sir Ingrion have arrived.”
“Ingrion? Oh, Beluche?”
Cordelia jumped up from her seat. It wasn’t because she absolutely didn’t want to study, but because she wanted to greet Beluche.
“Master. Let’s go. Beluche will be waiting for us.”
“She should be here, why should I go?”
“Oh my. Why don’t we take a short walk and breathe in the sacred air?”
“You’re still limping. You’re using force because you really don’t want to study.”
It was obvious, but as always, Leonard couldn’t break Cordelia’s stubbornness.
Cordelia headed toward the main gate, supported by Leonard. There stood a face she hadn’t seen in almost a month and a man she had never seen before.
“Beluche!”
At first, she didn’t think much of it, but when she saw his face, she was filled with joy. She waved at Beluche.
Of course, Beluche didn’t respond properly. Instead, he just narrowed his eyes and glared at Cordelia suspiciously.
“What?”
“It’s been a while, Beluche. How have you been?”
“Why are you acting so friendly all of a sudden?”
“Why are you pretending not to know each other again, Belluce? Didn’t we agree to hold each other’s funerals when we died?”
“Huh.”
Belluce snorted and looked Cordelia up and down. Then, after noticing her awkward posture, he asked,
“Why is your foot like that?”
“I just twisted it while walking in my high heels.”
“I know. I must have been running around like a wild horse.”
Cordelia didn’t make any excuses and just smiled. She changed the subject from her injured foot and greeted the knight next to Belluce.
“Hello. Nice to meet you. My name is Cordelia Abrams.”
“Gasil Mervan. I heard from Sir Ingrion.”
Unlike Beluche, who usually wore loose clothing and spoke roughly, Gasil looked like he had jumped out of a knight’s box. He
was a somewhat wooden man with no change in expression.
He gave Cordelia a short bow and immediately went to Leonard and bowed.
“I’m back, Master.”
“Yes. Thank you for
your hard work.” “I will write up a report on the work you instructed and submit it.”
Leonard only shook his head slightly with his chin as if he was annoyed.
“Master. But didn’t you say you had to go to the palace earlier?”
“Why
have you been urging me?” “When have I ever urged you? I was just asking. Can’t you even ask about your schedule?”
Cordelia raised her voice and shamelessly responded. Leonard looked at Cordelia for a long time and then gestured to Belluce.
“Keep this well-guarded while I’m at the palace.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Why is Belluce guarding me? I’m so well-behaved.”
Of course, Cordelia’s protest was completely ignored. Leonard left for the palace with Gassil. He threatened Cordelia to just do her homework right before getting on the carriage.
Cordelia told him not to worry and to go.
“He’s gone?”
“What are you doing? Didn’t you hear what the master said? Go inside quickly.”
“Is the master gone?”
Cordelia craned her neck to check several times that the carriage was completely gone. Belluce urged her to go inside. Of course, Cordelia didn’t listen.
She ordered her servant to bring out another carriage.
“Belluce, go in. I have an appointment.”
“An appointment? With who?”
“Someone I know. You must be tired, so Bellucie, go inside and rest.”
Just then, a carriage stopped in front. Cordelia tried to get into the carriage with the help of her servant… …
“Ah, what! Why are you pulling?”
“Where are you going?”
“I said I have an appointment, ah, let go of your clothes! They’re ripping, they’re ripping!”
“Do you know anyone in the capital? The master told me to stay put. I told you to go, inside, into the mansion.”
“I know someone too. I told you to let go! Count to three. One, two, two and a half. Two and a half!”
The servant who was trying to help her get in stepped back with a trembling face as the two men and women struggled in front of the carriage.
Cordelia struggled to get into the carriage with her sore feet, and Bellucie held on to her clothes. Bellucie’s eyes burned as if they were filled with flames.
“Go inside the mansion before I knock you out and take you away.”
“Just knock you out. “I know how to summon a bunch of snakes in Veluce’s room. I’m really good at summoning magic
.” “Is this woman crazy?”
“I haven’t shown you what crazy is yet?”
The joy of seeing each other after such a long time had long since faded into dust. Cordelia and Veluce glared at each other without giving an inch of hesitation.
After a long standoff, Cordelia won. Veluce loosened the grip on Cordelia’s clothes. Taking advantage of the gap, Cordelia quickly entered the carriage.
Veluce also followed her into the carriage.
“What, Veluce, why are you getting in?”
“I need to check who your acquaintance is, too.”
“Why is Veluce checking who my acquaintance is? Get out. I told you to get out?”
Veluce sat diagonally across from Cordelia. And she completely closed her eyes. It was a silent notice that she would not get out.
Cordelia was displeased, but she thought she would be late for her appointment if she argued with him any longer, so she had no choice but to let the carriage start.
Soon the carriage stopped in front of a large park.
“We’ve arrived. Can I drop you off here?”
“Thank you for your hard work. I’ll take the sack when I go back, so get in first. Ugh.”
Cordelia got out of the carriage quickly in excitement, then groaned as a sharp pain shot up her right leg. Beluche, who got out after her, openly laughed at her.
“What are you going to see with those legs? Tsk.”
“I followed you here, so lend me your arm.”
“Who cares?”
“Aren’t you going to give me your arm quickly? Give me your arm. Arm.”
Cordelia forcibly accepted Beluche’s support as if she were receiving money she had borrowed. Beluche grumbled, but didn’t throw her arm away.
Cordelia walked diligently somewhere with her sore leg. Fortunately, she found the person she was looking for soon after.
“Lydia!”
“Cordelia. It’s here.”
Lydia, who was sitting on the bench reading a book, greeted her with a smile.
After the Saracen banquet, Lydia and I exchanged letters, and we got along surprisingly well, so we made a promise to go to a delicious dessert shop together.
There were no women of Cordelia’s age in Vasquez, and she had no time to make friends in Abrams, so talking to a woman of her age like this was one of her simple dreams.
And going to a dessert shop together! It was even more anticipated because it seemed like the aristocratic life of a noble lady that she had only heard about.
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