My Contract Husband Demands a Divorce - Chapter 37

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He fell into the illusion that Yulisian or Amarynthis was kneeling down and begging before him.
To think there was something so close at hand to vent his anger on.
Twisting his lips into a vile sneer, Kildian wrapped his hand tightly around the hair of the terrified, weeping maid. Then, he began to drag her toward the bathroom.
“Screeech!”
The maid, pulled backward by her hair, was dragged across the floor.
Though she flailed and screamed, not a single person stepped forward.
They merely bowed their heads, hoping the sparks of his rage wouldn’t fly toward them.
Even the silence felt violent. Inside the room, heavy with an artificial stillness, nothing could be heard but Kildian’s heavy footsteps, the maid’s sobbing, and the sound of her skirt and legs scraping against the floor.
Just then, the door swung open without a knock.
Kildian stopped in his tracks, his grip loosening slightly.
While the maid burst into fresh tears, a woman with crimson hair stepped into the room.
Her gaze locked onto Kildian’s hand.
Seeing his fist clenched tightly around the maid’s hair, her eyes flared.
Even as she strode forward, her posture remained unyielding, betraying her noble status.
A faint glimmer of hope sparked in the maid’s eyes.
Kildian turned around and quietly called his fiancée’s name.
“Lucretia.”
“What do you think you’re doing right now?”
Lucretia’s words sounded as though she were furious about the violence unfolding before her eyes.
The maid looked up at Lucretia with tear-brimmed eyes.
Lucretia was Kildian’s fiancée and a princess of their ally, Carosel.
Surely, even Prince Kildian would listen if his fiancée intervened?
However, contrary to expectations, Lucretia’s anger was entirely self-centered.
“I told you I wanted the wedding date set by today! Yet you don’t even visit and postpone the marriage again? All while playing around with a maid here? Do you not care at all about the honor of your fiancée?”
She paid absolutely no attention to the brutal grip holding the maid’s hair.
Instead, she glared at the maid’s curly locks as if she wanted to kill her.
“You didn’t delay the wedding because of this thing, did you?”
The light in Kildian’s eyes sank. His amusement ruined, he listlessly shook off his hand, which was tangled in the maid’s hair.
Without casting so much as a glance at the fallen maid, he scoffed and turned away.
“Ridiculous.”
“Then why on earth won’t you marry me!”
Lucretia shouted hysterically, following after Kildian.
Regardless of her outburst, Kildian sank onto the sofa.
Crossing his legs and resting one arm on the backrest, his posture was the epitome of arrogance.
Not an ounce of respect for his fiancée could be seen.
Lucretia clenched her fists, trembling violently.
“Can’t you hear me?!”
“Be quiet.”
He looked up askance at Lucretia, who stood before him demanding answers.
“Why don’t you have some patience, Princess? Are you unaware of the current situation in Melbern?”
“I know. That’s why I’m saying we should marry quickly. Wouldn’t having an heir give you an advantage over the other successors?”
The corner of Kildian’s mouth twitched. He looked at Lucretia with an ambiguous expression that was somewhere between a sneer and a smile.
Carosel was certainly an allied nation, and its power was considerable.
Yet, something felt lacking to take them as a political partner.
Especially if he were to become the Emperor.
Rather than the Carosel Kingdom, he coveted Nodis Kingdom, which had been accumulating wealth through trade lately.
However, with nothing set in stone, showing his hand would be foolish.
“Do you truly not understand my intentions? If we marry and I fail to ascend the throne, you won’t be safe either, Princess. Wouldn’t it be better to delay the engagement and watch the situation rather than returning to your homeland as a corpse or a widow?”
“Well, that’s true, but…”
The words ‘corpse’ and ‘widow’ calmed her excitement a little.
Thinking rationally, there was nothing wrong with Kildian’s words. Except for one irritating thing.
“It’s not because of the Baroness of Huniswald, is it?”
“Ha! I didn’t know you were still jealous of a woman who has already become someone else’s wife.”
“Jealous? Who said anything about jealousy? It’s because you keep eyeing that woman even while you’re engaged to me!”
“When did I ever do that?”
“The rumors are rampant that after the Rootsilds died, you secretly proposed to that woman, trying to switch to her!”
“Do you actually believe such nonsense, Princess?”
“If you behaved properly, I wouldn’t believe such rumors either. But I hear you still call the Baroness of Huniswald by her name? And at the ballroom event not long ago, they say you shared the first dance with her…”
“Enough.”
A chilly voice cut her off.
Flinching at his threatening demeanor, Lucretia shut her mouth.
But her fear was short-lived.
Soon, her pride was wounded by the fact that she had been frightened, and she bit her lower lip hard.
“I just mean you shouldn’t make a fool out of me anymore.”
“Who is making a fool out of whom? It seems you’ve already forgotten that you are the one tarnishing your own reputation. Have you already forgotten what kind of disgrace you suffered after spreading pointless rumors at the Imperial Comprehensive University?”
Her face flushed with shame at his blatant sarcasm.
Kildian stood up from his seat and looked down at Lucretia.
“Stay quiet while I’m treating you well. Stop pestering me. I will decide when the time is right.”
Her lower lip trembled weakly.
She didn’t have the courage to defy him. However, she couldn’t just tuck her tail and retreat.
She felt she needed to extract something, anything, to restore even a fraction of her cracked pride.
That way, she could at least rationalize to herself that she hadn’t fled out of fear, but had stepped back through negotiation.
Lucretia glanced around the room.
The maid, still prostrate on the floor and trembling, caught her eye.
“Then give me that thing at least. Shouldn’t I have a toy to stave off my boredom?”
The sudden bolt from the blue made the maid snap her head up.
A sneer played on Kildian’s lips. Lucretia’s shallow trick was completely transparent to him.
Since he had pushed her hard once, it was time to loosen the reins a bit.
After all, she was still a fairly useful tool.
There was no need to needlessly stir up trouble.
“Take her.”
His voice sounded as if he were readily handing over an useless object.
Lucretia let out a pert snort and approached the maid.
“You, follow me.”
Leaving only those words, she left the room without even saying goodbye to Kildian.
The maid cast a tentative glance and followed Lucretia. Her legs shook wildly, terrified of what might happen.
Upon arriving at her room, Lucretia scanned the maid coldly.
The curly hair that shook with every tremor was an eyesore.
“Filthy.”
“I-I am sorry.”
“So you know you should be sorry? To remain as my maid, we need to do something about that hair first.”
“I-I will apply scented oil, Your Highness.”
“Hahaha! Scented oil?”
Lucretia burst into laughter and ordered her to bring the tailoring scissors.
The large, cold blades opened wide.
“How dare a thing like you deserve scented oil?”
“P-Please, Your Highness, spare me!”
“Who said anything about killing you? You’d better stay still. Unless you want to get hurt.”
“Aaaagh!”
With a horrific, snipping sound, her curly hair was hacked away and ruthlessly chopped off.
Only when the maid curled into a ball and burst into tears did Lucretia smile, her anger finally appeased a little.
Thud.
The scissors, heavily jammed with curly hair between the blades, hit the floor with a dull thud.
Lucretia exhaled a sigh of relief and lightly kicked the maid.
“How hideous. How long are you going to lie there? Hurry up and get up to clean up all your disgusting hair. Do it, or I’ll turn you into fertilizer for the Rose Garden.”
Trembling, the maid began to gather her own hair.
When she couldn’t clean properly because she was gasping and crying, the princess called the other maids.
“Drag her to the Rose Garden and show her exactly what happens when someone upsets me.”
Brutal hands muffled the maid’s mouth, bound her limbs, and dragged her away.
Lucretia smiled at the sight before turning to command her lady-in-waiting.
“Go bring Melis Haller.”

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