I’ll Become the Heroine’s Capable Divorce Partner - Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

And so Marisa was kicked out of the Duke’s Office.

‘Ha, what am I going to do about this?’

Unable to overcome her anxious feelings, Marisa bit down hard on her lower lip.

She had managed to cover up the commotion at the garden party itself.

But in the end, she couldn’t avoid David’s wrath.

It meant that for the time being, she would have to lie flat and prostrate, unable to even breathe properly.

‘Really, why did things have to turn out this way!’

Her insides boiled with rage.

Marisa headed to her bedroom with irritated steps.

Judy, who had been waiting restlessly in front of the room, hurriedly approached Marisa.

“Are you alright, Madam?”

In that instant, Marisa ground her molars together.

“You call that something to say?!”

Smack!!

Her slender hand violently struck Judy’s cheek.

“Kyah!”

Judy tumbled to the floor, clutching her cheek.

The slap was so hard that she could taste the metallic flavor of blood from her split mouth.

Marisa, her face twisted with vicious anger, strode toward the fallen Judy.

“Do I look alright to you? Huh?!”

“M-Madam.”

“You stupid girl, there’s a limit to how poorly you can assist your master!”

Marisa suddenly grabbed Judy’s hair and shook her violently.

Where such strength came from in that slender body was a mystery, but it felt like her hair would be ripped out from the roots.

The sharp pain brought tears to Judy’s eyes.

“Madam, please forgive me just this once…!”

“Forgive? Forgive?!”

Marisa let go of Judy’s hair as if discarding something filthy.

“Ha, how shameless indeed.”

Marisa sneered mockingly.

Then she suddenly hardened her expression and snarled at Judy viciously.

“You clearly said so! That Elodie, that bitch, had confirmed the dress code!”

“Th-that was…”

“Is this the only way you can handle work?!”

After venting her anger like that.

Marisa collapsed onto the sofa with a tired expression.

Then she waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing away an annoying insect.

“Anyway, stay away for the time being.”

“Pardon?”

“With Elodie, that bitch, being so active, I can’t keep you at the Duke’s Residence, can I?”

Having said that, Marisa narrowed her eyes and threatened Judy.

“Still, it would be best not to have any unnecessary thoughts.”

It had already been five years since she had kept Judy by her side, using her thoroughly.

That meant.

Judy had come to know many things about Marisa.

So Marisa brought up once again the threat that had bound Judy all this time.

“Think carefully. If not me, who else could support your sister’s enormous hospital bills?”

All color drained from Judy’s face.

Marisa twisted up the corner of her lips triumphantly.

“Your sister’s life depends on me. Do you understand?!”

“O-of course.”

Judy hurriedly knelt before Marisa.

She bowed her head and answered desperately.

“I will always remain loyal to Madam…”

“Enough.”

Marisa, who had cut off Judy’s words, continued with an indifferent expression.

“I’ll call for you again when needed, so wait for the time being.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“Be especially careful not to be seen until this matter is properly resolved.”

Marisa, who had given repeated warnings, concluded as if spitting out the words.

“If you understand, get out right now.”

Judy quietly stood up and bowed deeply once more.

Then she backed out of the bedroom.

Marisa, who had been watching Judy from the corner of her eye, turned her head away sharply.

“Ha, really… how pathetic.”

The mocking soliloquy pierced Judy’s ears.

Judy, who had bitten her lower lip until it bled, carefully closed the door without making a sound.

Through the closing gap, Marisa’s arrogant figure disappeared.

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I was leisurely writing in my diary with all sorts of snacks spread out on my desk.

<Imperial Year 582, March 15th.

Today was the long-awaited garden party.

But the problem was that only my stepmother and I didn’t hear about the dress code!

I was so bewildered when I saw everyone else dressed in matching yellow.>

After writing this far in one go.

I picked up a cookie and crunched on it.

‘Mm, delicious.’

Was it because I was pleased with what I was writing in today’s diary?

Even the cookie tasted perfectly sweet.

After stuffing all the cookie crumbs into my mouth, I began moving my pen cheerfully again.

<As it turned out, Mother said she had tried to inform us about the dress code in advance.

It was just that the serving maid had failed to relay the message.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, but my stepmother and I almost became rude people.

But… was it really a misunderstanding?

What if Mother had deliberately not shared the dress code with only us…

No, that couldn’t be.

Even though I’m not Mother’s biological daughter, there’s no reason for her to humiliate me that much, right?>

After writing this far.

I took a refreshing sip of lemonade as well.

Mm, very good.

<However, it seems Mother doesn't particularly like my new sister-in-law.

I heard that Mother gossiped to other noble ladies, saying my new sister-in-law can’t have children.

Really, Mother, both Elder Brother and my new sister-in-law are still young.

Why is she already going on about having children and such?>

Having finished the diary entry as favorably toward Isabel as possible.

I closed the diary with a sharp snap.

At the same time, a sinister laugh flowed from between my lips.

“Hehe, hehehehe, hehehehehe……”

All these records will pile up one by one, becoming evidence for future Isabel to request a divorce.

Is that all?

Everyone who attended this garden party will become witnesses who saw Isabel not being properly treated as the Duke’s wife.

As I contentedly pushed the diary into the drawer, I suddenly thought of Isabel.

‘Certainly…… Isabel has backbone too.’

Since she has such a kind nature, I thought she’d have no choice but to be intimidated by Marisa.

‘It’s a pleasant occasion. Mother will surely listen to what you have to say.’

‘Mother loves you so much. Isn’t that right?’

It was truly perfect supporting fire.

Thanks to Isabel pressuring her like that, I was able to successfully cut Judy out.

Moreover.

‘I heard Elder Brother was absolutely furious about this incident.’

Well, it would be a disaster if my value dropped from this incident, making me damaged goods in the marriage market.

The image of Elder Brother’s smooth face becoming completely distorted floated in my mind.

Even Marisa floundering in front of him.

‘Yes, this is it!’

As if my frustration had completely melted away, I felt refreshed inside.

Honestly, today’s commotion probably won’t cause problems for the political marriage.

But since they’ve already invested so much in me, they’d want to block even the possibility of losses.

Given Elder Brother’s temperament…… well.

‘Wouldn’t he want to show off that the Laventess Ducal Family still cherishes me?’

After all, a daughter who’s well-treated by her family would sell for the highest price.

As I was lost in deep thought like this.

Knock knock.

Suddenly, a knocking sound rang out.

From beyond the door, a calm voice could be heard.

“It’s Isabel. May I come in for a moment?”

What? Isabel?!

What brings our female protagonist all the way here?!

I hastily raised my voice.

“Come in!”

Click.

The door opened.

Isabel carefully stepped into the room.

Then she quietly looked at me with complicated eyes.

She had an expression like she had something to say.

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