Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

Evnia simply stared at him silently without any response. She felt that she wasn’t in a position to receive an apology from him.

In a way, Evnia thought she might be in a position closer to Giyermo’s than Ram’s.

No matter how much pain had clouded her mind, she hadn’t been in a state where she couldn’t make simple judgments like permission and refusal.

She could have avoided his lips.

She could have asked him why he was doing that.

The reason she didn’t do so was simple.

Because she wanted to kiss him.

But saying such things wouldn’t ease the burden on his heart.

No, it would only add more pressure instead.

When Evnia couldn’t easily open her mouth, perhaps interpreting her silence negatively, Ram hurriedly made a dark proposal.

“I’ll kill Giyermo.”

“Please don’t do that.”

“Then I’ll get beaten to near death. For reference, this is an objective calculation of fault, not that I feel less sorry.”

“If it really bothers you, couldn’t you just grant me one request?”

“What is it?”

“Let’s talk about something else now.”

“…You really know how to tell someone to shut up very politely.”

Ram said this and let out a deflated sound. Though he didn’t look as cheerful as usual, perhaps due to the dark shadows under his eyes.

He looked at Evnia with unreadable eyes for a moment before speaking.

“I actually have more to tell you anyway. You have a visitor looking for you.”

“…Me?”

A visitor looking for me.

The only candidate that came to mind was perhaps a delivery person from the dress shop, but even that wasn’t likely.

The clothes she had commissioned were already all picked up together with Ram last time.

When Evnia could only show a puzzled expression, having no idea who it could be.

Ram rose from the sofa.

Perhaps he had been feeling restless sitting still.

He began to walk slowly around the area near the sofa where they had been conversing.

Evnia followed him with her gaze for a moment, but when he showed signs of turning toward her, she was startled and quickly looked away.

She was embarrassed at the thought of being caught staring at him so intently.

As if he had been waiting for her gaze to disappear, only then did his mouth open.

“Klaus Sidoer.”

“…”

“—is how he introduced himself.”

Even though he spoke slowly and deliberately, giving her plenty of time to process, Evnia couldn’t immediately understand the meaning.

And rightfully so.

Of all people, Klaus Sidoer.

She had briefly thought that perhaps someone from her hometown might have come looking for her, but that man wasn’t among the names she had considered.

Evnia asked in a bewildered voice.

“Why would he?”

“I can’t say it with my own mouth, since I’m your husband after all.”

Ram replied as if joking.

That alone was enough for Evnia to guess the visitor’s purpose.

Though she wondered why he would come looking for her now of all times.

While Evnia fell silent, at a loss for words, Ram continued with a brief explanation.

“He arrived this morning at dawn. Since he said he came to see you, I gave him a guest room and told him to wait for your recovery.”

“…”

“If you want to meet him, meet him. Of course, if you don’t want to meet him, you can just send him away. I let him into the manor because he’s your visitor.”

Had Klaus Sidoer perhaps done something rude to him?

Evnia thought Ram didn’t seem to be in a very good mood.

If asked what gave her that impression, she wouldn’t have had an answer.

Perhaps she was feeling unnecessary unease over nothing because of last night’s incident.

‘In any case, I need to resolve this situation quickly.’

He wasn’t someone she particularly wanted to meet, but neither did they have such bad feelings between them that she would send him away without even showing her face when he had traveled this far to see her.

It was only natural.

Evnia had never had any kind of relationship with the man called Klaus Sidoer to begin with.

Evnia came to a cheerful conclusion.

“I’ll have a good conversation with him and send him back.”

“…You could just have me send him away?”

“But that wouldn’t be proper.”

“You don’t need to be that courteous. He’s someone who couldn’t even speak to you before marriage and now comes beating a dead horse when it’s too late.”

Why was he suddenly saying so much when he had told her to do as she pleased, whether she met him or not?

Evnia, who had been inwardly flustered, suddenly realized something and looked up at Ram.

Though she hadn’t said anything herself, he seemed to have already figured out who Klaus was.

That Klaus Sidoer was that very taciturn man who had danced with her.

Well, there had been only one person Evnia mentioned as showing interest in her, so it wouldn’t have been a difficult guess.

‘At least it’s proven that it wasn’t a misunderstanding.’

Ram was probably just getting angry on her behalf as he always did, but given the current situation, it felt as if she were receiving jealousy, which made her feel good.

Would it be selfish of her to say that this fact alone made Klaus Sidoer’s visit quite welcome?

Just then, Ram turned toward Evnia and stopped abruptly when he discovered the smile that had appeared on her face.

“…Don’t smile. Country bumpkins get the wrong idea just from a smile.”

“Lord Ram, not all of the west is countryside. The Sidore Estate is quite close to the capital.”

“Come to think of it, western men have been famous since old times for being taciturn and quiet. That guy seemed like the perfect example.”

“Lord Ram, could I make one more request? This one isn’t difficult either.”

“What, are you going to ask me to be quiet again?”

At Ram’s question, Evnia shook her head and stood up from her seat.

She didn’t find Ram’s disparaging remarks about Klaus particularly unpleasant. Though it might be different if the situation were reversed.

What Evnia had been concerned about all along was something entirely different.

Evnia approached Ram and brought her hand toward his face, then hesitated and stopped, raising her index finger slightly to point at his split lips.

“Could I treat this for you?”

“…What?”

Ram’s expression became slightly dazed.

Did he want to refuse? But it really looked painful.

Evnia had been concerned about those wounds from the moment he entered her room, though she had refrained from mentioning it since they were about to discuss a very sensitive topic regarding lips.

She was sure she had treated him last night, so why had they gotten worse?

It seemed like marks he had made after becoming distressed upon hearing that her pain wasn’t due to the pact.

If so, couldn’t she say she bore some responsibility for it?

Before he could voice his refusal, Evnia pretended not to notice and brought her hand the rest of the way to his face.

When she gathered her index and middle fingers and lightly pressed his lips, she felt him tense up beneath his skin.

Soon, a faint light spread from where they touched, and all the split skin healed completely.

It was such a simple treatment that arguing over it seemed ridiculous.

Evnia withdrew her hand from his face and said.

“I’ve been concerned about it since earlier. It seemed like you did this because of me.”

“…”

“Don’t bite your lips anymore. It’s a wound that heals quickly… but it still hurts, doesn’t it?”

He could have easily treated such wounds himself, so had she unnecessarily interfered?

But it seemed like he would have left it as it was indefinitely if no one else attended to it.

He acted like someone who didn’t even know where he was hurt. As if he had experienced so much pain that he had become numb to minor injuries.

“Then I’ll go see the visitor.”

Evnia, who had already averted her gaze earlier out of embarrassment, pulled her body back.

She left him frozen in place in a daze and hurriedly exited the room.

Only after closing the door did she realize she hadn’t asked where Klause was, but somehow she couldn’t bring herself to go back to Ram to confirm that fact.

Instead of opening the door again, Evnia quietly leaned her back against it. Then she gently pressed the finger that had touched his lips to her own lips.

Somehow, she seemed to feel a faint warmth from the spot that had touched him.

Evnia tried her best to keep that sensation intact within her heart.

To him, it might have been just a mistake, but to her, it had already become a precious memory.

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