Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain’s Daughter-in-law - Chapter 4

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Evan Liner Icard.
The sole heir to Duke Icard, the shadowy mastermind.
Raised as nothing more than a chess piece under his father’s indifference, he grew into a peculiar human devoid of emotion.
Of course, he inherited his father’s stunning handsomeness, but he was merely a beautiful shell—an empty doll with nothing inside.
A man utterly indifferent to all human relationships, showing no interest in anyone around him. He didn’t shed a single tear even when his terminally ill wife died!
After that, when his father arranged a marriage with Princess Elani, he refused to maintain a normal married life, eventually driving the princess to openly take lovers.
‘Now that I’ve possessed this body, the original story seems rather poorly written….’
The original plot centered on Princess Elani, the female protagonist, finding true love with the male lead while enduring her emotionless marriage to Evan. And Evan was….
Completely aware of everything, yet utterly unmoved. As if he had never harbored any expectations or desires for his wife from the beginning.
The problem was that the Empire forbade divorce. For the male and female leads, this became an enormous obstacle.
So the proactive Princess Elani created divorce laws of her own. Thus, Elani removed the person the mastermind had forcibly connected her to and ended up with the male lead.
‘Which means Duke Icard’s grand ambitions ultimately went unfulfilled.’
Because Evan and Elani couldn’t sustain their marriage and separated quickly, he failed to properly seize control of the Royal Court.
‘What was that dream anyway? Why was he so obsessed with power that he wanted to manipulate even the Royal Court? I don’t even know what happened to House Icard after the ending.’
If I had known I’d be possessing a member of House Icard, I should have read the side stories more carefully.
In front of the Academy Gates, families were handing flowers to celebrate the graduates.
Among them, Evan stood expressionless and still, and naturally, Duke Icard hadn’t even bothered to bring flowers.
Instead, he simply pushed me forward and spoke curtly.
“She’s your wife.”
I mean, who would accept it if someone suddenly appeared before an elementary Academy student who had just graduated, shoved a girl at him, and declared her his wife?
“I see.”
Ah… there was a child who accepted it.
“Understood.”
Without a single change in expression.
Evan was a boy who bore an uncanny resemblance to Duke Icard. His black hair, his height—already towering for a thirteen-year-old—and his cold crimson eyes were striking despite his youth.
Though only a year younger than me, he looked like an older brother several years my senior just from his appearance.
‘He’s certainly handsome, but his expression isn’t particularly kind….’
The original work described him as graceful and bewitching in appearance. Unlike the male lead, who possessed a refreshing and charming allure, Evan had a sinister, decadent beauty.
‘He looks older than his age… but there’s a saying that a youthful-looking old face eventually becomes a young-looking face.’
There was a saying that a face looking older in childhood remains unchanged with time, eventually becoming a point where one looks younger than their peers.
So I comforted myself with the thought that a day of victory would eventually come, and I smiled gently.
“Laria Rose Rostri… no, call me Laria Rose Icard.”
And I spoke to him kindly first.
“Congratulations on your graduation.”
Since Duke Icard hadn’t even offered congratulations, I did it instead.
It wasn’t costing me anything, so I could manage this much lip service.
“Nice to meet you.”
“Yes.”
His answer was brief. True to form for a boy without emotions. It was clear he hadn’t even expected his own father to congratulate him on his graduation.
‘Right. You’re a man who couldn’t care less whether your wife dies or cheats on you…’
Since he wouldn’t care what I did, it would be difficult to call myself a variable in his future life. But then…
“I received a letter from your homeroom teacher two months ago. Why did you hit Jerdi Viscount Yeong?”
‘Hit him?’
My ears perked up. Evan was only a year younger than me, but he was considerably taller and had a better build than his peers.
‘Getting hit by him would probably hurt quite a lot…’
“Enough to keep him bedridden for three whole weeks.”
My goodness. Three weeks?
At Duke Icard’s blunt question, I listened quietly and kept my mouth shut.
“He deceived me.”
“What?”
“He called himself my friend but insulted and slandered me behind my back.”
Oh, so he was hurt. I had thought he was the type who wouldn’t care whether people liked him or not, but it seemed he still harbored such feelings at his young age.
Evan continued calmly.
“I simply hit him upfront because I didn’t want to become the same kind of person.”
“Hmm.”
“I cannot tolerate lies.”
“I see.”
“I especially couldn’t stand those who pretend to be friends while being two-faced.”
“Right.”
I looked up at Duke Icard in shock.
Wait… aren’t you going to punish him?
After all, he hit someone! Three weeks of bedrest isn’t child’s play!
“A child who speaks carelessly of friendship deserves discipline.”
But Duke Icard answered nonchalantly. True to his ruthless nature, three weeks of bedrest seemed like nothing to him.
‘Then my worthless life must be nothing either.’
The answer was to grow up quickly and escape.
As if that topic was finished, Duke Icard pointed at me and spoke.
“Get along well with each other.”
Excuse me? Why are you saying that now?
“He wants to get along well with you.”
Um… that is…
“He said he wants to cherish each other.”
Cold sweat began trickling down my back. If I didn’t make an effort to get along now, would I get hit too for speaking carelessly of friendship? Two-faced, pretending to be friends…
‘Why is he introducing me like this?’
Looking at that expressionless face, it didn’t seem like he’d go easy on me just because I’m a woman. My current body was as fragile as paper, and if I got hit, it would definitely hurt terribly.
‘If I ever got hit by him… if Jerdi Viscount Yeong couldn’t get up for three weeks, I’d have to stay in bed for three months.’
There was no helping it now.
“Yeah, let’s get along well.”
I smiled brightly and spoke kindly.
“Evan, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”
Eventually, he’ll grow indifferent to me anyway, so I just need to get through this moment.
“When we grow up, let’s become a couple living happily and peacefully together.”
Evan’s pupils trembled for an instant as he gazed at me.
“Sure, whatever you say.”
Hmm, his neck seemed to have turned a bit red… or was it just my imagination?

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