I Ended Up Snatching a Marriage With the Male Lead! - Chapter 7

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She’d married the Male Protagonist in a flying ceremony.
Chapter 7

‘And he’s speaking the Heprean Language. Could it be…?’
The moment she recalled the Original Story, a specific event surfaced in her mind.
The incident where the Male Protagonist suffered grave injuries before the Original Story began.
“Wait…”
Bang—
In that instant, the Train lurched with a loud noise, as if preparing to depart.
The child startled, his head swiveling. Then he rushed back toward the Train.
“Wait!”
Emilia reached out to grab him, but the child had already reached the Train’s entrance.
She quickly snatched the Travel Bag beside her and followed.
Thud!
The moment the two of them barely scrambled aboard, the doors slammed shut.
The child stumbled forward as if trying to go somewhere, but Emilia seized his shoulder and asked urgently.
“What’s your name?”
“It’s Ivan! I’m Ivan!”
The child answered without hesitation.
Emilia exhaled softly.
Of course. It was a name she knew from memory.
‘The Emperor’s hidden illegitimate child.’
And the boy whom the Empress would soon have killed.
Since this happened before the Original Story began, she didn’t know all the details, but she was certain that the one who’d been bringing the child to the Capital was the Male Protagonist.
Just then, a passenger passed through the corridor and glanced at them.
Ivan flinched and quickly hid behind Emilia.
Sensing something was wrong, Emilia drew her skirt hem to shield him.
Once the passenger had fully passed, she turned back.
“Is that a bad person here?”
She whispered the question, and Ivan nodded, tears streaming down his face.
Emilia’s expression hardened in that instant.
So that’s why he climbed out of the Train to ask for help.
He’d thought everyone inside was dangerous.
‘What do I do?’
Emilia turned to look at the doors.
But they were already sealed shut.
Soon the Train lurched into motion, and the car jolted beneath them.
In the Original Story, the child was killed by Assassins.
It seemed the Male Protagonist, who should have been beside the boy, was injured and unable to move.
The child was alone, with no one to protect him.
There was no doubt—the place where the boy would be killed was inside this Train.
She should have prevented him from boarding…
Emilia bit her lip, realizing her own oversight.
“It’s alright, don’t worry.”
She patted Ivan’s back while quickly gathering her thoughts.
‘His clothes are far too conspicuous.’
She’d noticed it at the Train Station too—they were hardly ordinary.
The passenger who’d passed by must have noticed the child for that very reason.
“Let me just—”
Emilia reached for Ivan’s Robe but stopped short.
‘There’s blood on his clothes.’
The Robe would draw less attention than garments stained with blood.
She sighed and carefully closed the Robe back around him, speaking softly.
“Would you come with me?”
Ivan gripped the hand she extended tightly.
Emilia shielded him with her Travel Bag and her own body, moving as cautiously as she could manage.
‘I need to get him to my compartment.’
The Train was divided into sections with four-seat compartments.
When she’d bought her ticket, she’d confirmed that all three seats besides hers were empty.
Since she’d secured the ticket just before departure, the seats were likely still vacant.
Soon Emilia reached the compartment door.
She pressed her ear to the handle, listening. Mercifully, she heard nothing.
Click, tap.
‘Thank goodness.’
The compartment was indeed empty, just as she’d hoped.
Emilia quickly stepped inside and closed the door behind them.
She sat Ivan on one of the seats and knelt in front of him.
“Where is the hurt person?”
“He’s at ——!”
‘What did he say?’
Emilia frowned, struggling to understand.
She couldn’t make out the child’s words.
So she asked in simpler terms.
“Hmm. The Train—no, is he forward? Or back?”
“Back!”
As Emilia was earnestly trying to determine where the Male Protagonist was located, she heard voices from outside.
She paused and turned her gaze toward the door.
‘Are they checking tickets?’
Emilia turned back to Ivan and pulled her Train Ticket from her pocket to show him.
“Do you have one?”
Ivan shook his head firmly.
‘I’ll be caught by the conductor… Wait. Something doesn’t feel right.’
Of course, a conductor could check tickets.
But typically they’d inspect only a few passengers, not check every single person aboard.
‘Could it be…’
Emilia carefully opened the compartment door just enough to peer out and check the corridor.
She caught sight of a man a few compartments ahead, apparently checking tickets.
Though he appeared to be an ordinary conductor on the surface, bloodstains marked the hem of his trousers.
‘He’s definitely searching for Ivan.’
Emilia drew a sharp breath and quickly shut the door.
Moments later, she heard the man speak to the passengers in the adjacent compartment.
‘It’s too late to move the child elsewhere…’
Then her eye fell upon her large Travel Bag.
‘That’s it!’
She immediately flung the window open and leaned out.
Below ran a wide river, fortunately passing directly beneath them.
‘From this height, no one will hear a thing.’
She pulled her head back in and opened the Travel Bag.
‘Ah! The one the lady gave me!’
Her eyes widened as she selected only a single pocket pouch.
Whoosh—
Wind rushed through the open window, scattering her hair.
Without hesitation, Emilia hurled everything else from the bag out the window.
A twinge of guilt struck her—it felt like littering—but—
‘A human life is more important than that!’
Ivan’s eyes went wide at her sudden actions.
Emilia pointed to the now-empty Travel Bag and said urgently in a low voice.
“Get in quickly!”
Bewildered, Ivan looked between Emilia and the bag, then stood up.
He folded his body and crawled inside.
Fortunately, the child was small enough to fit without difficulty.
“Don’t make a sound. Understand?”
Once Emilia confirmed Ivan’s nod, she closed the bag.
Then she quickly sat down and smoothed her clothes. It was at that moment—
A knock came at the compartment door.
‘Stay calm.’
Slowly the door opened, and the man she’d glimpsed earlier appeared.
“Yes? May I help you?”
“I’m conducting a ticket inspection. Might I see yours?”
The man stepped into the compartment and swept his gaze across the interior.
Emilia swallowed hard and quickly handed him her Train Ticket.
The moment he took it, she withdrew her hand rapidly—her fingers were trembling from tension.
‘I mustn’t look the slightest bit suspicious.’
There was no way she could overpower this man.
‘And even if I ran, we’re trapped inside a moving Train.’
The man checked her seat number against the ticket.
As she waited for him to return it and leave, he suddenly said—
“What about that luggage?”
He gestured with his eyes toward the Travel Bag at her feet.

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