My Contract Husband Demands a Divorce - Chapter 13

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“You married someone you didn’t love and are refusing a divorce for such a trivial reason?”
“It’s not trivial.”
My parents dedicated their entire lives to the family and their work.
There was no joy in their existence.
It was just work, work, work.
They had no life outside of it. It was their sole purpose.
They elevated the family name, expanded the business, secured prime investments for the bank, and network politically.
Yet every single activity was merely a tool for the business, a necessary part of their work.
Their only daughter was nothing more than another instrument for the family and the business.
Those people, who lived only to work, met their end in an absurd accident.
A stone caught in the wheel of a carriage ahead flew out and struck their horse in the eye.
The panicked horses bolted wildly, eventually overturning the carriage and sending it plunging down a cliff.
The Heads of the great Rootsild Family, taken by a stray pebble……
How could such grand lives end over something so utterly insignificant?
How could that happen…… It wasn’t an assassination, an illness, or overwork. It was because of a measly stone!
That was when I realized.
The Grim Reaper has no interest in whose life he claims.
He doesn’t care what respect that person commanded alive, how hard they worked, or how great they were.
Like a blind reaper harvesting unripe stalks of rice, he ruthlessly mows down lives, turning existence into a mere handful of straw.
Therefore, while I am alive, I will do only what I want and enjoy myself!
I made up my mind at my parents’ funeral.
Once you die, it’s all over anyway.
The memory of my parents’ gruesome corpses made my stomach turn.
My voice dropped, the tone sharpening.
“I have no ambition and no greed. I just want to enjoy my life while I’m alive. And you already agreed to that. You signed the prenuptial agreement.”
“Is that so? I don’t recall.”
“Even if your memory is gone, the document remains. What you are doing is a clear breach of contract.”
Despite my firm tone, Scheit merely offered a soft smile.
“You are correct. However, the contract doesn’t specify how one should take responsibility in the event of a breach. Therefore, divorcing you poses no issue.”
The logic was so flawless it left me speechless.
I had assumed from the beginning that it was a contract that would never be broken. Consequently, I hadn’t bothered to write down any penalties for a breach.
As I sat there simply agape, Scheit smiled like a man assured of victory and began to row again.
I turned my head to check where the boat was heading.
We were bound for the pier where the servants were waiting.
“Wait a moment. We aren’t done talking. You have to tell me why you want a divorce!”
“I only said I had no intention of answering first, I never promised to answer your questions, My Lady.”
“You, you…… swindler!”
“A swindler is exactly the kind of person you should divorce—”
“I won’t!”
I had tried to resolve this peacefully with words, but he was going to be this uncooperative?
Then negotiations were officially broken off.
And I wasn’t going to just take it lying down anymore!
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The next day.
The moment I opened my eyes, I headed down to the Dining Hall, but for some reason, Scheit was nowhere to be seen.
Looking around the Dining Hall, I approached a maid and asked.
“Has Scheit not come down yet?”
Surprised that I was looking for Scheit first, the maid raised her head with wide eyes.
“He came down early and went out. He will likely return shortly.”
Even after finishing her reply, the maid looked as though her mouth was itching to say more.
She seemed to be hiding something, but I didn’t press her.
No doubt he was bringing back something else to infuriate me.
Before the thought could even finish, Scheit’s voice rang out.
“You are in the Dining Hall today. I expected you to avoid me and head to the Greenhouse again.”
Speak of the devil.
Scheit held a massive bundle of vivid blue-violet wildflowers in his arms.
The fresh, subtle scent of grass drifted through the air, making it obvious they had just been picked.
Fully aware that the Mansion staff were focused on us, he pointedly thrust the flowers toward me.
“You seemed quite angry yesterday. It weighed on my mind, so I picked these for you. Look at the color of these petals. Don’t they resemble the shade of your eyes?”
For the record, my eyes are light violet. Not blue-violet.
It was an ambiguous shade that could be considered similar or different depending on how you looked at it.
When I remained silent, Scheit added more.
“They are delphiniums. I am told the flower language means, ‘Please understand my heart.’”
I could tell, without him speaking it aloud, that the words ‘to get a divorce’ were omitted from the front.
The servants wouldn’t know Scheit’s dark intentions.
They would likely spread aggravating rumors about how romantic Scheit was.
Take Sindy, who was standing right behind me……
“Oh my, oh my goodness! Isn’t that just so romantic, My Lady?”
She had fallen for it hook, line, and sinker.
It was glaringly obvious how the other servants would react without even looking.
Scheit, you hypocritical man!
Normally, I would have swallowed my rage and resentment while throwing a fit inside, but not today.
I stepped closer to Scheit and accepted the flowers.
Holding them in my arms, I buried my face in them, allowing the fresh fragrance of the live blossoms to fill my lungs.
“Thank you so much, Scheit. They are beautiful.”
I raised my head to meet Scheit’s eyes.
His smile shifted subtly. He looked completely caught off guard by my reaction.
It felt as if a decade’s worth of congestion had suddenly cleared!
Suppressing the laughter that threatened to burst out, I adopted a worried expression.
“But what do you mean by angry? I was merely flustered because you came so close. You must have misunderstood.”
Beside me, Sindy let out another admiring gasp.
At the same time, the inner edge of Scheit’s brow twitched slightly.
He clearly disliked this situation. Yet it was obvious he couldn’t show it.
He stepped so close that the bouquet was nearly crushed between us and lowered his voice.
“Does accepting the flowers mean you consent to the divorce?”
I cast my gaze down, pretending to sniff the flowers.
Beneath Scheit’s feet, a shadow as pitch-black as his true intentions stretched out.
“How can you be so……”
Scheit narrowed his eyes slightly and tilted his head.
Looking at his face, which betrayed his discomfort, I whispered affectionately.
“Even your shadow looks utterly obnoxious?”
Scheit’s lips parted slightly before closing again.
Then, he suddenly burst into laughter.
He was a man who habitually attacked me with contextless nonsense. Now that he was on the receiving end, he seemed to find it entirely absurd and ridiculous.
I smiled triumphantly and tugged at Scheit’s sleeve.
“Don’t just stand there like a fool, let’s eat breakfast.”
“……A fool?”
“Yes. A fool.”
“That is the first time I’ve heard that in my life.”
“Actually, you don’t seem like a fool. But I can’t exactly call you a rogue who torments others as naturally as breathing, can I? You are still my husband.”
“Haven’t you already said it all at this point?”
Scheit let out a chuckle of disbelief.
And then he shut his mouth.
For the duration of the entire meal!
The topic of divorce didn’t even surface.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had actually savored my breakfast. Overjoyed, I even thoroughly enjoyed the dessert.
Scheit watched me intently before gesturing for the Butler and whispering something.
Nodding, the Butler set down the tea and led the servants out of the Dining Hall.
Why did he dismiss everyone just to speak?
I narrowed my eyes and glared at Scheit.
He sat with his legs crossed, tapping his foot as he studied me.
He had the gaze of a predator gauging whether the thing in front of him was edible or not.
A chill ran down my spine for no reason, but I blinked innocently without showing it.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No reason. Your attitude changed so drastically overnight. I’ve heard that when a person suddenly changes, it means their time to die has come.”
At the mention of dying, I squeezed my eyes shut reflexively.
A single word caused a flood of horrific memories to rush back.
Torn clothes, necks and limbs twisted every which way, stiffened bodies, pale faces. The scent of decay.
Red light bloomed beneath my closed eyelids, and the figures of my deceased parents appeared.
My pleasant mood plummeted in an instant.
My stomach churned.
“Don’t say such things, even as a joke.”
The words spat out reflexively, sounding excessively cold even to my own ears.

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