If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 38

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Chapter 39

 

‘Anyone who sees this would think I hit him or something.’

 

I asked in a sulky voice as if expressing my displeasure.

 

“Are you going to keep lying there?”

 

I meant for him to get up, but Leonhardt pretended not to understand and answered.

 

“Yeah, I want to sleep a bit.”

 

Leonhardt’s eyes, which were pretending to be tired, didn’t have even a hint of sleepiness in them.

 

“Fine, sleep well!”

 

I only said “sleep well” with my mouth but didn’t leave and stood my ground.

 

Leonhardt, who had been tossing and turning as if he would at least pretend to sleep, looked troubled seeing me standing beside the bed with my arms crossed and asked.

 

“Are you staying there?”

 

I was about to ask if I was bothering him but held back.

 

I hadn’t forgotten that I came to make up.

 

Still, Leonhardt’s attitude of constantly avoiding me wasn’t pleasant.

 

I smiled only with my lips and asked.

 

“Should I lie down then?”

 

Then, before an answer came back, I lay down next to Leonhardt.

 

Leonhardt was lying quietly in the middle of the bed, true to his nature, but since the bed itself was large, there was enough room for one six-year-old child to lie down.

 

However, as soon as I lay down beside him, Leonhardt sprang up.

 

“Wh-what are you doing right now?”

 

Seeing his face turn red, I momentarily felt wronged, thinking ‘what did I even do.’

 

When I got up to match his eye level, Leonhardt subtly moved his body backward.

 

“Why are you being so formal with me now?”

 

I snorted and mocked Leonhardt.

 

We had lived as husband and wife for 4 years.

 

Though we weren’t such an affectionate couple, we had definitely shared a bed over a hundred times.

 

‘143 times or 144 times.’

 

This much couldn’t even be called a joke.

 

Leonhardt, who belatedly realized he had overreacted, awkwardly averted his gaze as if embarrassed.

 

“I was just surprised.”

 

Then he made an excuse as quietly as the sound of an ant crawling.

 

“I’ll let it slide this time.”

 

Still, now the atmosphere was set for a somewhat serious conversation.

 

‘Well, as long as I’m in the mood to do it.’

 

I took a deep breath once and opened my mouth.

 

“I came to apologize for laughing earlier.”

 

Leonhardt made a reluctant expression.

 

If it had been before the regression, I might have interpreted this reaction negatively.

 

However, after our joint regression, we had come to understand each other a little better.

 

‘He doesn’t want to receive the apology, I see.’

 

So, to be precise, he didn’t want to bring up what happened earlier as a topic again.

 

‘As if it never happened…’

 

It wasn’t incomprehensible.

 

My situation was different from Leonhardt’s, who had grown up without any particular hardships or adversities since childhood.

 

‘Since he lost everything he barely obtained through regression…’

 

Among the things Leonhardt lost was his swordsmanship skills.

 

Losing helplessly in the sparring match with Lester must have been an opportunity for him to realize what he had lost.

 

Rather than simply being upset because I laughed, his mood had sunk from various things, and my laughter became the last drop that made the glass overflow.

 

This was the conclusion I reached after thinking for an hour.

 

‘He’s definitely not the type to sulk and leave just because someone laughed.’

 

But this kind of avoidance would only worsen the relationship in the long run.

 

‘I don’t want to repeat the same actions as the first round and ruin our relationship again.’

 

I still like Leonhardt in a way similar to a friend or family member.

 

While I was lost in thought, Leonhardt, interpreting the silence that had formed somehow, opened his mouth with a heavy expression.

 

“You don’t need to apologize. It’s not your fault.”

 

Leonhardt, who seemed to have difficulty continuing, hesitated for a moment before confessing as if making a confession.

 

“I was just embarrassed to show such a side of myself in front of you.”

 

I spoke to Leonhardt, who was feeling dejected after barely finishing his words, in a light tone.

 

“Both you and I have things we can’t do because we became younger, so what’s there to be embarrassed about.”

 

However, even with my comfort, Leonhardt’s expression didn’t change.

 

His red eyes seemed to say ‘Still…’

 

To fix Leonhardt’s gaze that kept going toward the floor, I cupped his cheeks with both hands.

 

When I pressed his soft cheeks with both hands, meaning for him to brighten his expression, his gloomy face changed back to a displeased one.

 

“This is better.”

 

I, who had let go of Leonhardt’s cheeks, continued speaking while looking directly into his red eyes.

 

“I know the eight-year-old you who started receiving education much later than most nobles but worked day and night to quickly catch up with the curriculum.”

 

Imperial family members usually receive education from the time they can understand words.

 

It was an incredible feat that Leonhardt, who had been neglected until age six, caught up with what others had studied for 5 years in just over a year.

 

“I also know the eighteen-year-old you who suddenly became emperor without even time to prepare mentally due to various circumstances, yet did well.”

 

When he settled the civil war and efficiently solved even the problems Prince had messed up, some people praised Leonhardt as someone born to be emperor.

 

However, I, who watched from beside him, knew.

 

That it was the result Leonhardt created through worrying and struggling while cutting back on sleep.

 

“And I also know the twenty-one-year-old you who, even during those busy times, never missed sword training every dawn and eventually grew to win about two out of three times in sparring matches with Lester.”

 

If Leonhardt, who lived a life like the human embodiment of responsibility, had one hobby, it was swordsmanship.

 

Despite starting late and having limited time due to so many responsibilities, making progress slow, Leonhardt persistently trained.

 

“You accomplished all of that.”

 

I spoke each word clearly, hoping my sincerity would reach him.

 

“And you’ll accomplish it this time too. It’ll be much easier since it’s the second time, right?”

 

“Really?”

 

Leonhardt asked in an unconfident voice.

 

“Yeah, I’ll guarantee it.”

 

I declared confidently as if I would write a contract for him.

 

“That’s very reassuring.”

 

“Right? It’s Lady Roderick’s guarantee. You can be even more happy about it.”

 

When I spoke boastfully, Leonhardt chuckled.

 

“It’s an honor.”

 

At this moment, I instinctively realized.

 

That we had made up.

 

‘Well, we weren’t really fighting anyway.’

 

I shrugged my shoulders and casually suggested.

 

“Tomorrow I’m supposed to have a picnic in the garden with Merlin, that young lady with water spirit mage potential I mentioned before. Want to come with us?”

 

“Sure.”

 

“And Lester broke his left leg falling from a tree a few months ago, and it hasn’t been long since it healed.”

 

When I revealed Lester’s weakness, lowering my voice as if it were a secret, Leonhardt laughed out loud.

 

The promise I made with Merlin the next day was made before it was decided that Leonhardt would come to the Duke’s Residence.

 

‘Since my brothers will also meet her, Leonhardt would feel left out if I excluded only him.’

 

Fortunately, Merlin also gladly accepted Leonhardt joining us.

 

Lionel and Lester hadn’t finished their lessons yet, and Merlin hadn’t arrived yet, so only Miela and Leonhardt, who were in the leisurely position of young children, arrived at the drawing room early.

 

Nanny, who had brought us to the drawing room, said she had some business to attend to and left her seat.

 

‘Perfect.’

 

“Good.”

 

My inner thoughts and Leonhardt’s words overlapped.

 

We looked at each other and smiled like accomplices.

 

Even though we’d gotten used to it, pretending to be children was still quite nerve-wracking.

 

Leonhardt took the lead and went to sit on the Drawing Room sofa.

 

When we sat facing each other, our short legs dangled.

 

“It’s not like having a nanny will change much.”

 

“It’s not like we’re going to do anything just because Lady Grace isn’t here.”

 

Once again, we spoke similar words at the same timing and looked at each other with quiet laughter.

 

“To make good use of this time, shall we talk about things we can’t discuss when the nanny is around?”

 

At the playful suggestion, Leonhardt pondered for a moment before opening his mouth as if he’d had a good idea.

 

“Like how you’re going to help that water spirit user young lady with her awakening?”

 

“Oh, that’s good! Do you know something more? There are records that only the Emperor can see, right?”

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