Newlywed Life Begins with a Mistake - Chapter 45

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 45

 

“Cough.”

 

Casian, who was swallowing his tea, coughed it up. Evelyn was startled and handed him a handkerchief.

 

“Honey, what’s wrong?”

 

“It seems I choked suddenly.”

 

“You drank the black tea too quickly, so that’s understandable. Drink slowly, honey.”

 

As Evelyn gently rubbed Casian’s back with a worried expression, Casian smiled awkwardly.

 

“Yes, my lady.”

 

A calm and peaceful tea time continued.

 

Casian, who had been chatting quietly, spoke up first as dinner time approached.

 

“If you have business to discuss, please speak comfortably, my lady.”

 

“Oh my, are we the kind of relationship that only meets when we have a purpose?”

 

“That’s not it, but…”

 

Evelyn laughed as if it were a joke and set down her teacup.

 

“You’re right. I came because I have business. I found this at Count Muet’s mansion.”

 

Evelyn placed a letter on the table.

 

Casian unfolded the paper and stopped his hands as soon as he confirmed the contents.

 

“It’s a letter from Count Muet’s study, but I don’t know who sent it.”

 

“…”

 

“It’s marked with B… Me… no, I think we need to find out who B is first.”

 

“…I understand. I’ll investigate this matter separately.”

 

Casian folded the paper and put the letter inside his jacket.

 

After Evelyn left.

 

“Ha.”

 

A rough breath burst through his clenched teeth.

 

He couldn’t be mistaken. It was the handwriting of someone he had exchanged countless letters with.

 

Casian, who had been staring intently at the letter with a rigid expression, stood up.

 

* * *

 

Casian immediately went to Christina’s chamber.

 

But as soon as he requested a meeting, Christina’s maid blocked his way.

 

“The Dowager is currently in her bedchamber.”

 

“Please deliver this to her.”

 

Casian didn’t mind and handed the letter he had brought to the maid.

 

The moment she confirmed the sender, his mother would have no choice but to call for him.

 

A moment later.

 

As he expected, the tightly closed door opened.

 

“She says to come in.”

 

Casian entered the room without delay.

 

Christina was sitting at the table, looking at him with a cold expression.

 

“Where did you find it.”

 

“Is that what’s important?”

 

The temperature in the room dropped as if cold water had been poured over it.

 

A long eye contact continued.

 

Christina, who looked away first, poured wine into a burgundy glass.

 

“How could I have known this would happen.”

 

“Was this the reason you ordered Baroness Muet to be released?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Why did you do that?”

 

“Because I couldn’t just stand by and watch.”

 

Christina, who had poured an appropriate amount of wine, smelled the aroma and swirled the glass.

 

“Even so!”

 

“Can you bring down Bentley with your own hands?”

 

Thud. Christina, who had placed the glass on the table, asked sharply.

 

Casian couldn’t answer easily.

 

“You know it well too. Justice can collapse at any time with a single word from above.”

 

Christina, who had been muttering as if reminiscing, took a sip of the blood-red wine.

 

“I want to live peacefully now. I don’t want to lose any more precious people.”

 

“Even so, I can’t just stand by and watch like this.”

 

As Casian turned his back with a stern expression, Christina’s face hardened.

 

“I’ll step forward, so stay still.”

 

“You’re still the same.”

 

Casian, who had let out a sneer, turned around to look at her and spoke sarcastically.

 

“Wasn’t abandoning your husband enough?”

 

Casian’s eyes grew coldly dark.

 

Heavy silence enveloped the two of them.

 

“I can’t say I’ve lived righteously, but I do know how to judge right from wrong.”

 

“And such a bastard deceived the Princess?”

 

“….”

 

Casian, clenching his fists tightly, slowly replied.

 

“I will atone for it. Once everything is over.”

 

After his calm confession ended, Christina let out a scoff.

 

“How unlike you to be swayed by emotions.”

 

Swoosh. Christina poured fresh wine, briefly inhaled its aroma, then set the burgundy glass down on the side table.

 

“It’s good that you have someone precious, but don’t act foolishly. The moment you show weakness, it will become your downfall.”

 

After leaving her warning, Christina eventually lifted her glass and slowly drank the red wine rich with tannins.

 

The astringent liquid wrapped around her tongue.

 

Christina swallowed the wine and furrowed her brow.

 

“Leave this matter to me.”

 

She spoke leisurely and issued an order to leave.

 

* * *

 

“Well, things have gotten complicated.”

 

In a space where a tapestry woven with gold thread occupied one wall, a man showed his displeasure while reading a letter.

 

“I had a feeling things were getting tangled from before… but for even Aunt to intervene.”

 

Events beyond his expectations occurred one after another.

 

“If I had known it would come to this… I should have properly cut off their breath back then.”

 

Crunch. The man who crumpled the letter muttered as if grinding his teeth.

 

“What shall we do, Your Majesty?”

 

The Head Servant, who had been suppressing his presence nearby, slowly spoke up.

 

“We’ve been postponing the trial, but it seems we’ll need to set a date soon.”

 

“Yes, that’s right. The exchanged letters?”

 

“I understand almost all have been burned. That too has been handled.”

 

The concealment was complete. At this report, Emperor Glenn’s gaze turned to the side.

 

Though he wanted to trample everything, he had to endure.

 

With Christina’s involvement, Glenn had no choice but to step back.

 

“Golden wheat and yellow wheat.”

 

Glenn smiled bitterly at the gift Christina had sent.

 

Though they appeared similar at first glance, there was a stark difference.

 

The former boasted a brilliant golden color more radiant than anyone else’s, while the latter held a rather dull yellow hue.

 

The only fortunate thing was that it was yellow wheat mixed with golden color, making it difficult to distinguish unless examined closely.

 

“Advice not to forget one’s origins, I suppose?”

 

Glenn, who chuckled, twisted his lips.

 

Though his mood was twisted, it was time to make a wise decision.

 

“Tell them to withdraw.”

 

After long deliberation, the Emperor withdrew the spies he had sent to Count Muet’s family.

 

* * *

 

“Let go of this! Let go, I said!”

 

Daisy, bound with rope, twisted her body this way and that while screaming.

 

Being imprisoned out of nowhere was unfair enough, but a nobility trial!

 

As her resounding shouts filled the basement, the Knights frowned.

 

“Good grief, she’s nothing but noisy.”

 

“Shut up already.”

 

The Knights, replying irritably, dragged Daisy mercilessly.

 

“Ugh!”

 

Daisy, thrown into a cart made of iron bars, let out a pained groan.

 

At that moment.

 

“You’re becoming uglier by the day.”

 

Evelyn appeared.

 

Their gazes met through the bars.

 

Cracks appeared on Daisy’s face.

 

“What would the Northern Witch who ruined the South know! And you provoked me first! If it weren’t for that food you left in my room, I wouldn’t have ended up like this!”

 

Daisy glared at Evelyn while spewing anger.

 

At this, Evelyn burst into a scoff, finding it absurd.

 

“Provocation? You’re the one who stole my recipe. I merely responded accordingly.”

 

Her gracefully curved eyes changed in an instant.

 

Evelyn gazed at Daisy with eerie eyes and spoke in a whisper with a flat voice.

 

“Don’t drag innocent people into this. I never put any food in your room.”

 

Evelyn reached through the bars and grabbed her by the collar.

 

“What? You definitely used the grain from the basement to make food! Gack! I can’t breathe, let go of me now!”

 

Daisy, whose breathing became labored from the tightening grip, frantically struck down Evelyn’s hand.

 

Evelyn, who had been choking Daisy without batting an eye, delivered a warning in a chilling tone.

 

“Listen carefully. You started this first. You’re simply getting back exactly what you did. So don’t blame others.”

 

Thud. When Evelyn released her hand, Daisy lost her balance and staggered.

 

“Still, considering you’re a noble, I put everything you need inside the cell.”

 

A blanket, cushion, and a small amount of food. These were luxuries beyond what any prisoner deserved.

 

“You expect me to eat that stale bread that commoners eat?”

 

Daisy threw a fit and screamed, but Evelyn just shrugged her shoulders.

 

“That’s your problem. Let’s see how well you do.”

 

Evelyn smiled coldly and stepped back.

 

Creak. The wheels rolled.

 

Daisy, who had been wearing a dejected expression, pressed her face against the bars as reality finally hit her.

 

“Just you wait! He won’t leave you alone! You may be acting all high and mighty now, but someday you’ll be torn to shreds and disappear without a trace!”

 

“My lady. Let’s go inside.”

 

Sophia, who had been guarding Evelyn’s back, frowned and urged her to leave.

 

“Alright. You said Count Muet and the others left first?”

 

“Yes. They should have arrived at the courthouse by now.”

 

Given that the date they kept postponing has finally been set, they won’t be able to easily escape the judgment of the law.

 

Daisy, who had been spewing vulgar curses, had already faded into the distance.

 

Evelyn, who had been watching the retreating cart, turned away without any lingering attachment.

 

“Let’s go in, Sophia.”

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————