I Ended Up Snatching a Marriage With the Male Lead! - Chapter 8

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She’d married the male lead on a whim.
Chapter 8

“What’s in that bag?”
Her heart dropped in an instant.
“Wasn’t this supposed to be checking for Unauthorized Boarding?”
Emilia quickly forced an irritated expression onto her face.
But the man paid her no mind.
“We received a report that someone boarded this train carrying multiple weapons.”
It was a lie told without the slightest hesitation.
‘And they’re the ones carrying weapons.’
“Please open it at once.”
The request for cooperation came out as an order.
‘What do I do?’
If she simply refused, it would only deepen his suspicion.
She needed a way to prevent him from opening it without her consent.
‘Ah.’
As her mind raced, a brilliant idea struck her.
“I’m sorry, but that won’t be possible.”
Emilia sighed as though deeply annoyed.
“I’m a servant of the Elake Family. This bag contains something very precious that my mistress entrusted to me.”
She’d decided to invoke Reina’s name and family.
“The Elake Family?”
The man’s eyebrows flickered.
Emilia caught the shift in his composure.
‘As I thought.’
Even though the family’s fortunes had declined considerably, the Elake Family remained one of the most prominent houses in the Capital.
And more importantly, they had no connection to the Empress.
If he showed suspicious behavior toward a servant working for such a family, and something went wrong, it would become a problem.
“Well, if you insist on opening it, I suppose I’ll have to let you…….”
Emilia let her words trail off, as though genuinely at a loss.
“But I’ll have no choice but to inform my mistress of this. And she’s the sort who despises anyone else even laying eyes on her belongings.”
In fact, Rosia, Reina’s half-sister, was extremely possessive about her things.
When Reina, unaware of this trait, had once touched her necklace, it had caused quite a scene.
Emilia shook her head as though exasperated by the whole affair.
“She might even come looking for you. I thought you should know that.”
“…….”
The man seemed to hesitate slightly at her words.
He was likely on a secret mission right now.
It would be troublesome for him if he left traces or was discovered.
But his silence stretched on.
She was almost there, but what could she do to seal it?
Just then, her reflection in the window caught her eye.
‘That’s it.’
Emilia tucked her hair behind her ear.
And turned her face toward the man.
“This is also something my mistress did to me, actually.”
Her swollen, reddened cheek came fully into view.
When the man’s gaze fell upon it, Emilia lowered her eyes in shame.
“I was trying to be considerate, but do as you please.”
Of course, if he actually tried to inspect the bag, she was prepared to claw at his hair.
She swallowed hard, tense, when the man finally spoke.
“……Never mind.”
And with that, he clicked his tongue in irritation.
He seemed to think it better to move on and search elsewhere rather than waste time on a pointless dispute.
With that, the man turned and moved toward the next compartment.
Slide, click.
“Phew…….”
Once his footsteps had completely faded, Emilia released the breath she’d been holding.
“[Is he gone?]”
Ivan’s small voice came from inside the bag.
Emilia quickly opened the bag so air could flow through.
“[Are you alright?]”
At her question about whether he could breathe, Ivan gave a small nod.
“[The bad man is gone?]”
Ivan whispered in his tiny voice.
“[Yes, he’s gone.] But…….”
From Ivan’s reactions, it seemed the male lead’s injuries were quite severe.
But it was too dangerous to take Ivan outside.
After a moment’s thought, Emilia continued.
“[Will you stay here for a bit?] [I’m going to help the hurt person.]”
Fortunately, Ivan seemed to understand and indicated his agreement.
Emilia closed the bag only partially, leaving it slightly ajar, then covered it with her overcoat.
‘Should be fine, right?’
She then checked the pocket at her chest. Inside were several medicine bottles.
Alex, her friend and the son of Mrs. Anderson, worked in the pharmaceutical division of the Imperial Palace.
Thanks to him, the medicine bottles were extraordinarily rare for ordinary people to possess.
‘I wondered if I’d ever actually need these.’
She never expected to use them so soon.
Emilia glanced back at the bag, then slipped out of the compartment.
Since she’d already searched this area once, the man wouldn’t return.
Taking the clues from what Ivan had told her, she made her way toward the rear of the train.
Soon she passed through a staff-only area that passengers weren’t supposed to enter, moving without hesitation.
‘This must be the Cargo Area.’
Then she spotted drops of blood on the floor.
‘That’s…….’
Emilia hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed the trail and opened a door.
‘It’s Caiden.’
The male protagonist of this novel.
With his head bowed and his back against the wall, only his sleek black hair and sharp jawline were visible—
but even that was enough to convey an extraordinary presence.
Emilia turned her gaze away from him and stepped back outside.
‘This isn’t Hansel and Gretel!’
She scraped her shoe across the floor, wiping away the blood droplets Caiden had so conspicuously left behind.
……Though, really.
He’d probably lost consciousness, so he wouldn’t have had the presence of mind for that.
‘But how did he avoid being caught in the original story?’
Wait…….
Suddenly, she remembered Ivan outside the train, asking passersby for help.
So in the original, he must have caught Ivan before finding Caiden, and that’s how the situation ended.
Coming back inside, Emilia knelt down in front of Caiden.
A short dagger lay nearby, soaked in blood.
‘Did he pull it out himself?’
Emilia clicked her tongue at his stubbornness and poured Wound Treatment Medicine onto his injury.
‘I don’t have any cloth…….’
After a brief moment of thought, she glanced at Caiden, then lifted her skirt.
And grabbed the hem of her petticoat firmly with both hands.
But the fabric neither tore nor stretched.
‘It works fine in movies!’
Eventually giving up, Emilia looked around.
Conveniently, a piece of wood had fallen from a shipping crate nearby.
She used it to tear her dress.
Rip—
As she pressed the separated cloth against the wound and began slowly wrapping it—
Click.
An unfamiliar warmth suddenly seized her wrist.

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The first thing Caiden heard when he came to was the whisper of fabric brushing against itself.
And the next thing he felt was breath that tickled his nape…….
‘Her breathing?’
By instinct, he grabbed the wrist of whoever was touching his body.
‘How is it so slender?’
In that moment, the owner of the wrist spoke.
“Oh, you’re coming around?”
The clear, whispered voice of a woman was starkly at odds with the situation.

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