I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 62

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 62

He thought that if she lived like that, begging and scraping by, she would eventually come crawling back to him asking for forgiveness.

He waited patiently for that day.

Even after inheriting the viscount title and getting engaged to a lady from a viscount family with considerable wealth, he had Marine watched and regularly received reports about her.

She was still living miserably and pitifully.

Then one day, Marine suddenly disappeared. And two months later, she appeared as the Duke’s fiancée.

It was unbelievable. He was so angry he could go mad.

Marine was supposed to grovel at rock bottom, then come begging him to take her as a mistress at least.

Enraged, he approached Marine while the Duke was away.

The Marine he met again was ridiculously unchanged. Despite committing such a grave wrong against him, she showed no sign of remorse whatsoever.

Instead, she demanded an apology.

To make matters worse, his fiancée Christine interfered during his conversation with Marine. If Christine hadn’t drawn attention, this wouldn’t have happened.

Gobiem glared at Christine, who was just trembling beside him.

Feeling his gaze, Christine reached out tentatively with her tear-filled brown eyes, trying to grab him.

Gobiem coldly pushed her hand away.

Christine’s eyes widened as if she couldn’t believe he would turn away from her.

Seeing her shocked expression actually helped Gobiem regain his composure as he cleared his voice.

“Duke, please clear up this misunderstanding. I was giving congratulations to Marine, with whom I’ve had a long acquaintance. I apologize for the party becoming chaotic due to my fiancée’s misunderstanding.”

Gobiem bowed his head in apology while secretly smirking.

By directly calling her ‘Marine,’ he made their familiarity obvious.

Since Marine had become the Duke’s fiancée, she wouldn’t be able to bring up past matters if she had any sense.

Having made it clear that all this commotion was his fiancée’s fault, he could smoothly slip away.

“Marine?”

The Duke’s voice was chilling.

When the Duke extended his hand to the side, the cane embedded in the pillar quickly returned to his grasp.

People watched him with awe or fearful eyes at this mystical sight.

The Duke took one step forward. It was just one step, but under the immense pressure, Gobiem’s head dropped even lower.

Damn. Was calling her by name a mistake?

The Duke struck his cane against the marble floor in front of Gobiem.

At the resounding ‘thunk,’ the frightened Gobiem quickly apologized.

“I’m, I’m sorry.”

Gobiem tried to lift his head to explain again but was startled. It felt as if someone was pressing down on his head. His body wouldn’t obey him. Sweat poured down like rain.

“What are you sorry for?”

Though the Duke asked casually, Gobiem was terrified enough to soak his back with sweat.

“I, I addressed Your Grace’s fiancée too familiarly. Since the late Viscount Schwentz and my father were close friends, our families were close. I made a mistake. I’m sorry.”

Gobiem felt like dying. Under pressure as if someone had climbed onto his back, his waist bent more and more.

His gaze naturally fell to the floor where he could see the Duke’s gleaming black shoes.

When did the Duke get so close?

“Can’t even tell who you should apologize to.”

“Pardon?”

Gobiem wanted to lift his head and read the Duke’s expression, but his body wouldn’t budge.

“Still haven’t grasped the situation.”

“Ugh.”

Crushed by the enormous force, Gobiem’s body sank lower until his knees hit the floor. Then he was forced to prostrate himself.

Thud.

His forehead struck the marble floor and swelled red. His body was completely beyond his control.

“Now that looks like an apology.”

“Duke! I’m, I’m sorry. I was wrong. Duke, please forgive me…”

“Still don’t realize who you should be saying that to?”

The Duke’s monotone voice thundered in his ears.

Could it be? Suspicion bloomed in his mind.

Did the Duke know everything?

How? Did Marine spill everything? Does that woman truly have no shame?

Gobiem wanted to lift his head and tell the Duke it was all a misunderstanding. But his bowed head wouldn’t move an inch.

The Duke didn’t want an apology.

Then…

“I was wrong, Lady Marine Schwentz.”

It was humiliating, but not being able to move his body was more terrifying.

“What did you do wrong?”

Gobiem bit his lips. To think she would ask that. That incident was scandalous for her too.

“Do you really want me to say it with my own mouth?”

It was a threat.

No matter how boldly she acted, as a noble woman, she couldn’t reveal her own flaws.

Marine looked down at Gobiem kneeling on the floor with incredulous eyes. The perpetrator was actually threatening the victim.

She had told him to kneel and beg, and Gobiem was actually kneeling and prostrating himself in apology. Though it wasn’t a sincere apology, honestly, it felt satisfying.

Rolling her eyes to look sideways, the Duke stood quietly with an unreadable expression.

She was grateful to the Duke for creating this entire situation.

Looking down at Gobiem again, Marine smiled inwardly. His stupid assumption that she would never speak of it was amusing.

She had no intention of marrying anyway. When this employment engagement ended, she had no desire to remain in noble society. Even if scandal followed her like a tail, it didn’t matter at all.

Most importantly, she was the victim. Why should a victim be afraid?

“Since you won’t confess your sins with your own mouth, I’ll speak for you.”

“Marine! No, Lady Schwentz!!”

The sight of Gobiem trembling as he tried desperately to lift his face was pathetic.

“I’m talking about that day when I barely escaped from you. Fortunately, I only got slapped and could run away, but I’m telling you to apologize for that day when you, Gobiem, dragged me to a room and tried to do something to me.”

The impact of her calm revelation was tremendous. The already quiet space became as silent as death.

People’s sharp gazes poured down on Gobiem, who lay flat on the floor.

“That’s a lie!”

The pressure crushing his body disappeared like magic. Able to move again, Gobiem jumped up and shouted.

But his words were as futile as an echo shouted into empty air.

What noble lady would speak of such a past at a party, risking scandal? Especially when she was the party’s guest of honor.

“It’s all lies. You must believe me.”

Gobiem looked around anxiously as if seeking allies, backing away hesitantly.

The Duke, who had been frozen with an ice-cold expression, raised one hand.

Then Gobiem’s body floated up and his neck was caught in the Duke’s large hand.

“Gack.”

The Duke strangled him with a chillingly cold expression dripping with frost. Lifted by the Duke with his throat constricted, Gobiem couldn’t breathe.

“Your Grace. You can’t condemn me like this without evidence.”

The Duke’s tightly closed lips slowly opened.

“Why would I need evidence?”

“Urgh.”

Gobiem stared at the Duke with bloodshot eyes.

“My fiancée said so.”

The Duke continued slowly.

Murmurs erupted among the nobles who had been holding their breath.

Eyes of sympathy. Eyes of contempt. Eyes of curiosity. Eyes of suspicion.

Marine slowly opened her mouth while scanning the gazes of the nobles standing around her.

“I have evidence.”

“So you have evidence as well.”

“Cough. Th-that’s a lie.”

Gobiem squeezed out his voice desperately to survive.

“I broke it.”

Question marks appeared on the nobles’ faces at her unexpected answer.

Marine looked at Gobiem’s face, which had turned red as if about to burst, with disdain, then slowly lowered her gaze. Soon it stopped at his lower body.

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