I’ll Be the Heroine’s Competent Divorce Partner - Chapter 154
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Chapter 154
…Moreover, Richard had received great comfort from those words.
‘This is probably meddling though.’
Richard let out a deep sigh inwardly.
However, pretending not to see this would still make him feel uncomfortable.
In the end, unable to bear it any longer, he stepped forward.
“Count Delaney.”
“…Count Disraeli?”
Isabel’s eyes widened in surprise.
At the same time, pearl-like tears came streaming down.
Her beautiful face crumpled all at once.
“Elodie… *sob*, Elodie has been kidnapped…”
“Yes, I’m aware.”
Richard nodded and gave a subtle glance to the security officer.
It meant he would comfort Isabel.
The security officer bowed his head slightly in gratitude and left the scene.
Richard approached Isabel’s side.
At the same time, she grabbed onto Richard’s collar desperately.
“Will Elodie be alright?”
Her slender fingers were trembling.
Richard, who had been looking down at her quietly, gently patted the back of Isabel’s hand.
“Of course. She’ll be fine.”
At his calm demeanor, Isabel, who had been extremely agitated, also began to gradually calm down.
Richard smiled faintly.
“His Highness the Crown Prince has moved personally. It will surely be resolved well. Marquis Lucerno will certainly…”
His voice gained strength.
“Return safely.”
That was also something he was saying to himself.
Please let Elodie return safely.
Without a single hair harmed.
So he could see her smiling face once more.
Meanwhile, Isabel, who heard those words, pressed her lips tightly together.
And then.
“Yes, she will.”
Isabel forced a smile with tears welling in her eyes.
Then she stepped back slightly and bowed her head politely.
“I’ve shown you an embarrassing side of myself.”
“Not at all. I’ll escort you home.”
Richard shook his head and extended his hand to Isabel.
Isabel placed her hand over his.
Their clasped hands were very warm.
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Screech- Screech-.
The distant sound of seagulls crying could be heard faintly.
I, who had been lying on my side, drowsily lifted my eyelids.
“…”
Streaks of sunlight were streaming in through the window that had been roughly blocked with wooden planks.
The air carried the salty smell of the sea.
I frowned and looked around my surroundings.
‘…How many days has it been since I arrived here?’
We had continuously moved cautiously under cover of darkness, and most of the journey I had been confined inside the carriage.
So my sense of time had gotten a bit messed up, but…
‘At least a week must have passed, right?’
I carefully sat up.
Currently, I was confined in a storage room attached to some grain warehouse.
The door was securely locked with a padlock, so I couldn’t get out.
Except for the occasional times when the marquis would throw me pieces of dried, withered bread and water as meals, I was alone the entire time.
Honestly, it would be a lie to say I wasn’t scared, but.
‘No, Joshua will definitely rescue me.’
I shook my head and quietly peered outside through the gap in the door.
In the distance, I could see Marquis Bartsen pacing back and forth with an anxious expression.
“Damn it, why is the surveillance so tight?”
The marquis ground his teeth.
Watching him, I inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
‘Still, it’s fortunate. Joshua moved quickly.’
The page I had folded and left behind in the document file contained information about ‘how to transport the Grand Duchess of Maltz’s dress.’
Although there was only one port for going overseas, there were countless countries that could be reached through that port.
Also, monitoring all those shipping routes would consume tremendous security resources.
That’s why I had subtly guided Marquis Bartsen’s escape destination to the Maltz Duchy.
Of course, in that process, I really struggled to avoid the marquis’s suspicious glances, but…
‘Still, my efforts paid off.’
Fortunately, Joshua seemed to have figured out that Marquis Bartsen would attempt to smuggle himself to the Maltz Duchy.
The port was sealed without even a crack to slip through, and security within the city was also strengthened.
And so, currently.
The marquis was stuck at the port.
‘He definitely said it would work, but why…!’
He had spent a large sum of money to smuggle himself to the Maltz Duchy, but suddenly the ship owner’s side refused.
Even after that, the marquis tried to secure a ship several times, but all attempts failed.
Also, because he had consumed almost all the funds he had during that process, recently the marquis had been extremely on edge.
“Ha, this won’t work.”
But then.
Marquis Bartsen suddenly turned to look toward the storage room where I was confined.
I stiffened my shoulders in surprise and quickly pulled my body back.
At the same time, the marquis strode toward the storage room.
Clatter- Clang!
The sound of the lock being undone rang out loudly.
The old wooden door creaked open.
I looked up at Marquis Bartsen with extreme tension.
In the marquis’s hand was a sharp dagger.
“…What is it?”
I asked the question while trying not to tremble.
At the same time, the marquis, who had lifted the corners of his lips in a sinister smile, reached his hand toward me.
Inside the dark warehouse.
The blade reflecting sunlight emitted a sharp gleam.
My face hardened stiffly.
“What, are you scared?”
“….”
The Marquis asked mockingly.
Finding something so amusing, he giggled to himself for a while.
Then he continued in a rather generous tone.
“Don’t worry too much. I won’t kill you right now.”
“….”
“Not right now, that is.”
The Marquis grabbed my hair while his face was still full of sneers.
Swish.
The eerie sound of a blade grazing through hair rang out.
As if my neck had been cut off, chills ran down my spine.
A clump of pink hair drooped from the Marquis’s grip.
A few strands of hair fluttered down to the floor.
At the same time, the Marquis flew into a rage.
“Damn it, how am I supposed to send this?!”
…Lately, Marquis Bartsen seems to have developed bipolar disorder.
He enjoys himself for a while, then suddenly flies into a rage.
Watching such a Marquis with distasteful eyes, I held out a rope I had picked up earlier.
“Um, Lord Marquis.”
“What!”
The Marquis glared at me with sharp eyes.
Due to the overwhelming fear, my hand holding the rope trembled faintly.
But I forced a smile.
“Please, take this.”
It was a rope I found in the corner of the storage room, and it looked different from the usual ropes I’d seen, so I kept it.
Just maybe, Joshua might be able to find my location through this rope, right?
I was trying to grasp at even the faintest hope like a straw.
I rattled off honeyed words once again.
“I also hope you can leave the Empire quickly, Lord Marquis.”
“….”
“Only then can I become free too, right?”
After staring at me with wary eyes for a while, the Marquis roughly snatched the rope from my hand.
He roughly tied up my hair with the rope and strode out.
Bang!
The door slammed shut violently right in front of my nose.
The sound of metal clashing rang out noisily.
I watched the closed door with tense nerves, then let out a sigh of relief.
“Phew.”
Anyway, it seems I got through this safely for now.
I turned my head.
The sunlight streaming through the gaps in the wooden boards blocking the window had already grown smaller.
Staring blankly at the golden dust floating in the sunlight, I squeezed my eyes shut.
‘Joshua.’
…I missed him so terribly much.
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