I Ended Up Snatching a Marriage With the Male Lead! - Chapter 50

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I’d gone ahead and married the male lead on impulse.
Chapter 50

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Outside, dusk had already begun to settle.
Emilia trudged out of the Government Office.
“I actually went through with it.”
And she muttered the words somewhat numbly.
Even though she was the one who’d done it, she still couldn’t believe it.
So they said marriage was madness—and they were right on the mark.
‘Though I’m probably the maddest of them all.’
Who in this world would throw themselves into marriage like that, just like that?
Of course, if they divorced within six months, it would automatically be void.
Yet that didn’t change the fact that it was madness.
All she’d done was fill out paperwork, and yet she felt completely drained.
Her legs were trembling too.
Caiden approached her side and asked, “Are you well?”
“……Presumably so.”
Emilia answered that way while averting her gaze. And she fiddled with her hands for no reason.
Earlier, the moment Caiden had arrived at the Government Office on horseback, he’d grasped her hand firmly and led her inside.
Of course, it was probably because her pace was slow.
‘My face was burning so badly I thought I’d die.’
Anyone who saw them would have thought they were lovers eloping in secret for a clandestine marriage.
Just then, something weighty settled across her shoulders.
“It’s grown chilly,” he said.
“Ah, thank you.”
Caiden had removed his Jacket and draped it over her.
Because he’d been wearing it until just moments before, its warmth still radiated from the inside.
Somehow it made her feel embarrassed, as though she were nestled in his embrace.
Emilia lowered her head and spoke quietly.
“W-would you mind riding gently on the way back?”
“Of course.”
A languid smile played at the corners of his mouth as he answered.

“They went to be married,” Ibran said matter-of-factly.
“To whom?”
“To Emilia, of course. Who else?”
But why was “of course” being used?
He’d been listening to the butler recount what had happened earlier that day, yet instead of understanding the situation, he felt as though he were sinking deeper into a maze.
Just then, the sound of someone entering the Mansion came from downstairs.
Herald rushed barefoot toward them.
“Y-you two really got married?!”
In that instant, Emilia’s eyes widened, she looked away, and answered.
“Y-yes, we did…….”
Somehow it felt like she was confessing a crime.
Herald wore a bewildered expression upon hearing that answer.
And Emilia found herself drawing a small comfort from Herald’s reaction.
Yes, this kind of stunned response—that was the normal reaction, wasn’t it?
Just then, Ibran came down the stairs holding Lora’s hand.
“E-Emilia?” The child’s voice trembled.
Emilia quickly looked his way.
From a distance, she could see his eyes were flushed red.
‘Oh no.’
She hurried over to Ibran and cooled the area around his eyes with her hands, which had grown cold in the outdoor air.
“Phew…….”
Ibran accepted her touch obediently.
His fever was so high that warmth quickly transferred to her hands.
‘Tomorrow he won’t be able to open his eyes from the soreness.’
Emilia spoke to Lora behind him.
“Could you bring a Cold Wet Towel?”
“Yes, right away!”
Lora hurried away in quick steps.
“Emilia, I, I need to say something.”
Once Emilia’s hand withdrew, Ibran hesitated.
She’d left for the Government Office without properly explaining things to him.
So he must want to ask what would become of him from now on.
At that, Emilia smiled reassuringly and said, “Ibran, you don’t have to go anywhere right now.”
“……Really?”
“Yes. Really, truly.”
Emilia nodded to Ibran’s question.
He blinked up at her, bit his lip tightly.
And then, without a word, he collapsed into her embrace.
‘Why is he doing that?’
Even as Emilia held him, she felt puzzled.
She’d thought it was good news to celebrate, but Ibran’s reaction seemed slightly odd.
“Shall we go to your room?”
Having said that, she glanced at Caiden for permission, then climbed the stairs with Ibran.

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Lying on the bed, Ibran kept his small hand clutching at Emilia’s sleeve, his face buried in the pillow.

She’d tried to cool his eyes with the Cold Wet Towel, but Ibran just shook his head repeatedly.

“Emilia, you know?”
“Mm.”
Emilia answered without haste.
“Do I really not have to go away?”
“Yes, you don’t.”
“But…… Emilia, am I making things difficult for you?”
At Ibran’s words, Emilia tilted her head.
Ah, he was asking if she was inconvenienced.
“No, that’s not it at all.”
“But just now, with the Duke and…….”
Yet Ibran seemed not to believe her words.
He didn’t know the details, but it bothered him that the two of them had done something because of him.
‘……What did we do, really.’
Emilia recalled the sequence of events and fell silent for a moment.
‘Is this kind of hasty marriage not bad for a child’s upbringing?’
She felt cold sweat running down her back.
“Ahem.”
Emilia gave a small cough.
In any case, the priority now was to reassure Ibran.
Emilia shrugged lightly.
“That’s really something you don’t need to worry about, so don’t think about it.”
Still, it was necessary to explain the situation at least briefly.
“Well. Starting tomorrow, you’ll become the Duke’s formal Heir.”
“Heir……?”
“Heir.”
Emilia smiled faintly.
“And in the meantime, the Duke and I will be your Guardians.”
Yet even after hearing the full explanation, Ibran showed no sign of joy.
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
Instead, he whimpered in a voice thick with tears.
“Actually…… I just wanted to be with you a little longer. I didn’t want to be separated.”
At those words, Emilia’s lips curved into a smile.
“You don’t need to apologize. I felt the same way.”
She too hadn’t wanted to part with Ibran like that.
So she’d desperately searched for a way, and in the end, she’d married Caiden.
“Come here.”
As Emilia opened her arms, Ibran threw himself into her embrace.
And feeling that warmth, she thought they’d done the right thing.
“Ibran, I like ‘thank you’ more than ‘I’m sorry,’ okay?”
“Yes! Emilia, thank you.”
Ibran said it quickly, and Emilia laughed softly.
“And I…… really like you.”
A small, heartfelt whisper came from the child.

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