Marriage With A Suspiciously Demure Husband - Chapter 64

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Chapter 64

“Let’s rest for a moment.”
I nodded and leaned against the carriage, opening my pocket watch to check the time.
Soon, Nizela and the servants’ carriage would arrive in Ferarium.
Even exhausted, my mouth had gone dry.
We had left the Capital, Elkad, and entered the outskirts of Pyront.
We’d already changed carriages three times and used two Movement Scrolls.
We were deliberately breaking up the journey into shorter legs, but I’d known Elkium was vast—I hadn’t realized it stretched this wide.
Now I understood why Movement Scrolls commanded such a high price.
Thanks to all that effort, nothing suspicious so far. We were safe.
But we had to keep moving.
Our destination was Deboush, the southwesternmost town in Pyront itself.
The farther we went, the deeper my anxiety crept; I had to force myself to think positively.
“Oh! Annie, did you know? They say there’s a giant stone bear statue in Deboush?”
“I think I’ve heard something about it? Some large statue, I believe.”
“A long time ago, a giant demonic bear appeared in Deboush, and a hero defeated it. They built the statue to honor the feat—supposedly as tall as three people stacked on top of each other. Let’s make sure we see it while we’re there.”
“Of course. Oh, and I know Deboush is famous for brandy. I bought a few bottles of brandy there once and after drinking it the next day woke up to find my purse completely emptied. Unbelievable.”
“You’ve got nerve.”
“Nerve? That’s nothing. There was this ex-boyfriend of mine—didn’t even realize he was a beggar before I started seeing him, and he completely cleaned me out and ran off. Ugh, just thinking about it gets me angry all over again.”
Annie swept her hair back with a tsk, clicking her tongue.
I heard that and let out a quiet laugh.
“Ready to go again?”
At that, Annie grabbed the inner cord hard and pulled.
The carriage wheels began rolling again.
After switching carriages two more times, we decided to stop at a small town to grab a meal.
In truth, the tension had made my throat so parched I wasn’t sure I could swallow anything, but Annie had an iron rule: you had to put something in your mouth to keep your head on straight.
“Eat. Don’t skip just because you’re not hungry. Whether you eat or not makes all the difference in how your mind functions.”
“Right, got it.”
I nodded and set down the damp handkerchief beside me.
Cold sweat kept beading on my palms, and I’d been clenching it so tightly from the tension that the handkerchief had become drenched.
My nerves were clearly even worse than a chick’s.
Would Noah have noticed by now?
The carriage would have arrived in Ferarium by now, long enough.
Had he already sent people out?
I had to reach the middle of Pyront by today, no matter what—and before that, I absolutely could not be discovered.
“Oh, what’s wrong with me?”
Annie had been sipping her broth when she suddenly rummaged through a large bag.
“What is it?”
“See? I told you eating helps you remember things. I should have given this to you right in the carriage, but I forgot.”
Annie pulled out a document envelope and handed it to me.
I untied the bundle of documents and saw a name I’d never seen before in my life.
Lebian Nishitar.
Age: 25, female.
Born in the Kastaldt Region.
It also listed which academy she’d attended, what field she’d studied, what she’d done after graduation, and everything in between.
Even a stint working at some restaurant was documented in her past record.
It was a complete person, down to the last detail.
“Lebian…”
I was going to have to get used to this name now.
Hazel Love—the name he’d called me tens of times a day—I was discarding that today.
The surname Hadid, which I’d never been attached to anyway, I could let go of without trouble.
I flipped through the documents with a wry smile.
“It sounds like a rabbit. Pretty.”
“I gave it quite a bit of thought when choosing a nice name.”
“But this person didn’t actually exist before, right?”
“Correct.”
I asked, startled.
“My eyes and hair color are exactly the same as in the document—how is that possible? Look here! It says I have golden eyes and red-gold hair…”
“It was made taking everything into consideration. It’s not a nonexistent status, but it’s simply not used anymore.”
“I see…….”
“It’s better not to know.”
I didn’t know what she meant, but Annie was right—there seemed to be no advantage in learning more.
“Lebian. From now on, call me Lebian.”
“All right, Lebian.”
Lebian. Lebian Nishitar.
That was my name now.

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“…….”
The carriage carrying Kailas came to a halt.
The gate lay directly within his sight.
About thirty minutes remained before Hazel arrived. The wait didn’t feel tedious at all.
Kailas’s mind churned with plans.
Perhaps weekends should be spent at the villa.
A trip would be nice as well.
Hazel never left Ferarium, constantly occupied with work.
A journey the two of them took together could stretch as long as they wished.
As he waited contentedly, a hazy, luminous mist began to gather around the gate.
Light bloomed from the magic circle, and a carriage emerged through it.
Five minutes passed after the carriage crossed through the gate, yet it remained motionless.
The coachman who had entered the carriage while passing through the gate didn’t emerge either.
Kailas wasn’t the only one sensing something amiss.
“It seems they’re having quite a conversation. Shall I go check?”
Sid had waited for this day so long that without thinking, he fidgeted with anticipation.
What were they talking about so engrossingly that they hadn’t even noticed passing through the gate?
She should have spotted his carriage long ago—perhaps she was playing a prank on purpose.
Hazel did enjoy pranks.
There were times she hid behind a door and came out at just the right moment as Kailas entered, or collapsed on the bed and played dead.
What prank was she planning this time?
A smile spread unconsciously across Kailas’s lips.
“I’ll go.”
If Hazel wanted to play a trick, he should naturally go along with it.
“Yes, sir.”
Sid scrambled down and opened the door in haste.
Kailas straightened his long legs and moved toward the carriage where Hazel was riding.
For a moment, he thought he glimpsed her silhouette.
As Kailas drew near, the carriage remained unnaturally quiet.
The moment something seemed wrong, he caught sight of Nizela and a servant sleeping quietly inside the carriage.
Kailas let out a low chuckle.
So Hazel must be pretending to sleep on the other side.
It was then that he felt something truly wrong.
With each step he took, more of the carriage’s interior came into view.
The number of people didn’t match.
His eyebrows furrowed sharply.
Kailas grasped the door handle and yanked it open wide.
“…….”
Sid, pressed close behind him, sensed something wrong as he watched Kailas’s back stiffen.
Blocked by Kailas’s torso, Sid couldn’t see directly, but the moment he shuffled his feet aside, his face drained of all color.
Kailas took a step backward.
Seizing the moment, Sid grabbed the door and rushed inside the carriage to shake Nizela and the servants awake.
“Wake up! Come to your senses! Where is Hazel?”
Behind him, Sid felt Kailas’s gaze and swallowed hard.
As he shook their shoulders roughly, Nizela groaned and opened her eyes.
The servants and the coachman opened theirs as well.
After struggling for a while to clear their heads, their pupils sharpened and grew lucid.
“Sid?”
“Nizela! Where is Hazel? Why isn’t she in the carriage!”
“Pardon? Who… are you referring to?”
Nizela’s brow furrowed, her face blank with incomprehension.
“What are you talking about? You’re telling me you don’t know your own mistress? That makes no sense. Where is Hazel? She’s supposed to ride with us!”
“I’m sorry, I don’t understand what you mean. Who exactly is this person…?”
Only then noticing Kailas behind her, Nizela’s shoulders trembled visibly and she straightened herself.
The handmaids, too, could offer nothing but blank stares in response to Sid’s demands.
They wore the faces of people who had no idea why they were even here.
The coachman was no different.
“What in the world…?”
Sid descended from the carriage, his expression one of pure bewilderment.
Nizela, the handmaids, and the coachman all stood trembling with fear.
Every face was hollow, consumed by nothing but terror.
Like fools who couldn’t comprehend what had happened at all.
Sid searched the carriage from top to bottom, but Hazel was not there.
In fact, she seemed never to have boarded in the first place.
There was no other way this could have happened.
Everyone gathered around the carriage fell silent, their minds simply… blank.
Hazel Love had vanished.
“My lord, I don’t understand what’s happened. Did something occur in the Capital…?”
But seeing the cold, hardened expression on Kailas’s face, something flashed through Sid’s mind.
Surely not.
Had he… realized something?
Could she really have disappeared like this otherwise?
The fact that Nizela and the handmaids’ memories had been erased proved this was no ordinary matter.
Then it really was…
…….
Kailas’s jaw tightened.
In that moment, Sid understood.
They were finished.

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