My Contract Husband Demands a Divorce - Chapter 3

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“Scheit!”
I almost stepped on glass shards while rushing inside.
Startled, I scanned the surroundings.
Glass fragments were scattered all around Scheit, and an unidentified liquid pooled here and there.
It looked like a substance Scheit had been researching.
I needed to clear the glass shards to check on Scheit, but they were covered in that mysterious substance.
I shouldn’t touch it with my bare hands.
The moment that realization struck, I grabbed a pillow, swept the glass away, and approached Scheit.
“Scheit! Wake up, Scheit!”
I called out loudly and shook his shoulders, but Scheit didn’t let out even a faint groan.
He seemed completely unconscious.
Or…
Biting my lip hard, I checked his pulse.
My fingertips were trembling so much that I couldn’t properly verify his heartbeat.
I clenched my fist tightly once, released it, and placed my hand on Scheit’s neck again.
It was faint, but I could feel a pulse.
However, the skin brushing against my fingertips was ice-cold, and he wasn’t breathing.
‘I have to save him.’
No other thought crossed my mind.
Pushing his shoulders, I laid Scheit flat on his back, tilted his chin up, and breathed air into him.
His chest expanded and deflated.
After repeating this a few times, Scheit’s breathing gradually returned.
The moment I confirmed it, the tension broke, and I collapsed right there on the floor. After catching my breath, I finally noticed Scheit’s clothes.
Though soaked through with rain, the blood staining his coat was stark.
There was bound to be a large wound beneath his clothes.
‘A doctor, before it’s too late…!’
Just as I grabbed the lamp to stand up.
A powerful force grabbed my wrist and yanked me down.
“Kyaah!”
The lamp slipped from my grip and rolled across the floor.
My body tilted backward. Soon, a massive shadow blanketed my vision.
A pair of large hands caught each of my struggling wrists, pinning them down beside my face.
Crash!
Thunder and lightning struck simultaneously.
The light flashed, revealing Scheit’s silhouette like a strobe before plunging back into darkness.
His eyes, which had been completely unfocused, were sharp now, unlike usual. However, they held an unmistakable hostility, as if he were about to swing a sword right this second.
Goosebumps broke out on my forearms and the nape of my neck.
I squirmed, trying to escape from underneath Scheit, but it was futile.
The more I moved, the heavier his pinning force became.
‘Was he always this strong?’
Flustered, I looked up at Scheit, and he muttered as if talking to himself.
“What is going on here?”
“That’s, that’s what I want to ask. I came in because I was worried, and you just pin me down…”
“Worried?”
Scheit tilted his head slightly to the side, his expression filled with doubt.
He scrutinized my face intently for a long moment.
“I haven’t seen this face before. Are you a maid?”
“Me? Your maid?”
“Or are you an assassin?”
What is he suddenly rambling about assassins for? Dumbfounded, I stared at him and replied.
“I am your wife.”
“The preliminary investigation must have been flawed. Calling me a husband when I’m not even married.”
“What on earth are you talking about. We got married a year ago.”
“You and I?”
“Yes. Even though you took a massive dowry.”
“Then are you saying you married a man who was only after your money?”
“That’s right.”
“Why?”
“What do you mean why? Because of the Melbern Empire’s trashy Inheritance Law!”
Indeed.
Under Melbern’s Inheritance Law, a woman could only inherit wealth if she met one of the following three conditions.
First, become the head of the household.
Second, take over the family business.
Third, get married.
The third condition was particularly trashy.
If one divorced without any children, the inheritance had to be returned.
There was only one reason I chose marriage despite taking such a risk.
Because I didn’t want to live like my parents!
I didn’t want to spend my entire life doing nothing but working, only to end it in vanity.
“You didn’t care about me; you were only interested in my money. I also chose to marry because it was more comfortable that way.”
The marriage between Scheit and me was a sort of contract.
I provided him with a large dowry and living expenses, and he maintained the marriage.
We agreed there would absolutely be no divorce and no interference in each other’s private lives.
It was a desolate relationship where we didn’t even fulfill our duties as a married couple.
But even so…
“How can you not recognize your own wife’s face?”
“Hmm.”
Scheit released my wrists and straightened his torso.
The weight pressing down on my stomach lightened a bit.
Now was the chance.
I grunted, pushing against his thighs to squirm out. However, Scheit’s body, sitting there like a boulder, didn’t budge at all.
‘He spends every single day cooped up in the house just doing research, so why are his thighs like solid stone!’
His seemingly lean body was surprisingly muscular. It wasn’t obvious, but he was packed with high-density muscle.
If he made up his mind to hurt me, he could easily do it.
For the first time, I felt that he was a dangerous person.
As tension gripped me, my body froze automatically.
‘For now, let’s not provoke him.’
I put on the gentle smile I usually wore and tried to soothe Scheit.
“Come on, move aside. We don’t have to talk in this position.”
I completely relaxed my body, signaling that I wouldn’t resist or attack.
Yet Scheit still didn’t budge from on top of me.
He merely brushed his long bangs backward and looked down at me. That manner of looking down on someone seemed incredibly familiar.
…Uncharacteristically for Scheit, that is.
He felt like a completely different person, making it impossible to predict his next move.
Swallowing hard, I looked up at him.
A streak of blood starting from his temple was flowing down his sharply defined jawline.
Scheit wiped his jaw with the back of his hand.
A smile of a kind I had never seen before bloomed on his face.
“I still haven’t heard your true identity.”
“I already answered. I’m your wife.”
“If you don’t answer properly, you’ll regret it.”
Scheit laughed mockingly.
As if giving me time to deliberate, he remained silent while occupying the space above me.
I was so flabbergasted that words failed me.
As I just sat there parting my lips soundlessly, Scheit changed his attitude.
His smile turned soft, and his tone became polite. As if he were granting a favor.
“Well, fine, my lady. Then will you tell me what kind of person you are? While you’re at it, it would be even better if you told me who hired you.”
Is he joking?
His expression was far too serious to doubt.
I couldn’t understand this situation at all.
As I blinked, a drop of blood fell right onto my cheek.
Scheit’s forehead was cut. It seemed he had hit it against the corner of the drawer when he fell.
‘So that’s why his mind is compromised.’
To check, I asked again in a serious voice.
“Do you really not remember who I am?”
“Seeing as you woke me up with a kiss, are you perhaps a princess who popped out of a fairy tale?”
A sigh escaped me naturally.
Hearing that absurd joke made me certain.
“Scheit. You hit your head when you fell, didn’t you? Did you happen to lose your memory? Or has your mind gone strange… Do you at least know who you are?”
When asked seriously, Scheit frowned and tilted his head.
His ash-gray hair cascaded to one side with the movement. His dark brown eyes held a strangely cold light.
He started to brush up the hair fluttering in front of his eyes, then paused.
Then, he slowly began to scan the surroundings.
His face, which had been relaxed the entire time, gradually crumpled.
Before long, his gaze snapped to a halt. His eyelids widened fully, completely revealing his dark brown eyes.
‘What is he looking at to be that shocked?’
Following Scheit’s gaze, I tilted my head back.
I thought he had discovered something incredible, but what he was looking at was just an ordinary mirror.
‘Did he see a ghost?’
Wondering if I had missed something, I narrowed my eyes and peered into the mirror.
What was reflected in the mirror hadn’t changed.
It was just Scheit and me pinned underneath him.
Meanwhile, Scheit stood up like a possessed man and approached the mirror.
He tilted his face this way and that in the mirror, scowling. After touching his face, he suddenly grabbed the mirror’s frame and thrust his face right up to it.
‘At this rate, he’s going to kiss the mirror.’
He really must have gone crazy from hitting his head.

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