I’ll Be the Heroine’s Competent Divorce Partner - Chapter 91
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Chapter 91
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Catherine sat in front of an ornate tea table, lost in thought in a daze.
The conversation from ‘that day’ still echoed in her ears.
The very day when Duke Laventess, whom she had believed without doubt to be her lifelong lover, had coldly cast her aside.
‘Do you know how embarrassed I was because of you this time?!’
‘D-Duke!’
‘There’s a limit to everything! How long must I endure your stupidity!’
David had shouted with veins bulging in his neck.
‘A recital? Fine, that’s good. But why did you have to mess with Isabel there…!’
‘I-I was wrong. I…’
Catherine drooped her eyebrows and made a tearful face.
She thought that if she acted cute as usual, David would pretend to be unable to resist and forgive her.
But.
‘No matter how much I love you, Isabel is my wife! You should have known your place and acted accordingly!’
In that moment, Catherine’s heart sank with a thud.
Wasn’t that tone as if Isabel and Catherine were of different ranks?
The duchess and the mistress.
Isabel who could stand proudly beside David, and herself who must forever live hidden in the shadows.
Long-standing feelings of inferiority surged like a tidal wave.
After fuming for a while, David spoke coldly.
‘It seems we need to reconsider our relationship.’
With those words.
David left without looking back.
‘Duke? Duke!’
Catherine, shocked, clung to David crying and pleading, but it was completely useless.
It had already been several months since contact was cut off like that.
David had never once come to find Catherine until now.
Her heart felt empty.
Even dining at the finest restaurants, getting makeup done at beauty shops, and sweeping up all kinds of jewels and dresses.
The gaping hole in her chest wouldn’t be filled.
Unable to bear it any longer, Catherine impulsively swept the objects off the table.
Crash! Clang!
The luxurious teacups and plates fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.
Catherine screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Judy? Judy!”
“Yes, Miss!”
Judy came running hurriedly.
Catherine burst into tears and threw herself into Judy’s arms.
“How could the Duke do this to me, huh?!”
“……”
Judy barely held back a deep sigh.
She had heard that lament so many times that her ears felt like they would develop calluses.
Recently, Catherine had been acting as if she were the world’s most pitiful tragic heroine.
Though it was amusing that even in the midst of this, she was still shamelessly enjoying the luxury that came from David.
Judy suppressed her rising sneer and quickly agreed.
“Our Miss must be truly upset.”
“That woman Isabel is thriving as the duchess, but why am I!”
At this point, it was unclear whether her love for David was more important, or her jealousy toward Isabel.
Perhaps it was both.
Just as Judy was clicking her tongue inwardly.
“This harvest festival is my last chance.”
Suddenly Catherine lifted her head up sharply.
Her tear-soaked eyes gleamed with a strange light.
“I have to somehow persuade the Duke at this harvest festival. If I don’t, I…”
In that moment, Judy hastily swallowed the groan that was about to escape.
Because Catherine’s grip on Judy’s forearm tightened with force.
“I’ll truly be abandoned.”
A voice filled with despair fell.
At that moment.
Judy, who had been looking at Catherine with feigned sympathy all along, sharpened her eyes.
Judy opened her mouth in a subtle voice.
“Um, Miss.”
“What.”
“May I dare to say something?”
Catherine stared at Judy as if telling her to speak if she had something to say.
Judy whispered sweetly.
“I know. Although the Duke is turning away from you now, it will only be for a very short time.”
“…Why?”
“Because the Duke’s true lover is only you, Miss.”
Although Catherine said nothing, her tense face clearly softened.
At the same time, Judy muttered with a sigh mixed in.
“However, to make the Duke look at you again would require special effort.”
Catherine’s eyes sparkled.
“What kind of effort?”
“Well. That would require some courage…”
Judy deliberately trailed off her words to provoke Catherine.
Catherine, now impatient, pressed Judy.
“I can do anything to win back the Duke’s love.”
“Still, it seems like it would be a bit difficult for you, Miss.”
“Tell me quickly. Hurry!”
Catherine shouted loudly.
Judy put on a troubled expression and tried to dissuade Catherine again.
“Oh my. I don’t want Miss to overexert herself.”
“It’s not like you’re looking down on the master you serve, so who are you to decide I’m overexerting myself?”
Catherine anxiously pestered Judy.
Even then, Judy glanced at Catherine several times, shaking her head and pretending to hesitate.
“How about we do it this way?”
She spoke in a secretive voice.
At the words that followed, Catherine’s expression, which had been stiff the entire time, gradually began to brighten.
After Judy whispered for a long while like that.
“……If we do it this way, your sincere feelings will surely be conveyed.”
Finally, a voice as gentle as down feathers softly settled by Catherine’s ear.
“Judy, thank you!”
Catherine once again pulled Judy into a tight embrace.
“You’re the only one who thinks of me!”
“Not at all. Your happiness is my joy.”
Judy curved her eyes like crescents.
However, the pupils within them weren’t smiling at all.
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And so, on the day of the Harvest Festival.
It was the one day of the year when the Great Temple was opened to everyone.
But instead of entering that sacred space, I was staying in a waiting room prepared near the altar of the Great Temple.
‘Ah, I’m so nervous!’
Feeling nervous, I was fidgeting with the hem of my pure white ceremonial robe, then hastily let go for fear of wrinkling it.
Back when I first presented the chemise dress.
Now I finally understood why Isabel had been so nervous then.
And for good reason, because I, I…!
‘I’m the sacred flame bearer!’
Originally, when offering tributes to the gods, it was always done by a pair of man and woman together.
When God created humans, He molded man and woman together.
It was said to originate from when God was pleased when that first couple offered the first tribute.
Well, I don’t know much about theology.
What’s important is.
‘The Crown Prince designated me as the sacred flame bearer!!’
Actually, designating me was quite natural in itself.
Originally, by custom, it was done by the Emperor and Empress couple.
If that wasn’t feasible, then the next ruler and the highest-ranking noble lady would proceed.
However, the reason Elodie had never once served as a sacred flame bearer until now was.
‘Because the Crown Prince had found the original Elodie burdensome until now.’
Instead, considering that strange rumors might spread, the Crown Prince had always participated with an elderly distant relative noblewoman.
‘Why did he designate me this time?’
I wasn’t the only one puzzled by the Crown Prince’s choice.
High Society was also full of various talks.
‘I heard the Princess is the sacred flame bearer this time?’
‘I heard that too.’
‘My goodness, it seems His Highness the Crown Prince really doesn’t find the Princess disagreeable anymore.’
Behind a lady’s fully opened fan.
Below the cigars gentlemen held at an angle in their mouths.
When I encountered those secretly circulating rumors, I felt strangely unsettled.
That the Crown Prince doesn’t find me disagreeable.
It was partially true.
However, when I thought carefully about why the Crown Prince’s attitude had changed……
‘Again, again! Such ridiculous thoughts!’
I shook my head vigorously inwardly.
Since the Crown Prince has been acting in unnecessarily heart-fluttering ways lately, I seem to keep having strange thoughts too.
The thought that perhaps the Crown Prince might quite like me…… such……
‘Ugh, that’s ridiculous.’
Just as I was clicking my tongue inwardly.
Knock knock.
A light knock sounded.
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