She Became My Friend’s Mother-In-Law - Chapter 48
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Chapter 48. Michel Eimos (1)
“Hmm….”
Rosena’s hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped.
Of course, there had been a time when Evan was completely smitten with her.
But now, he showed no trace of such behavior.
Evan constantly snapped at Rosena and compared her to other women.
It was exactly what Cecilia had endured before, but Rosena absolutely refused to acknowledge it.
“Um, y-yes, that’s right. My husband loves me. Very much.”
Rosena nodded, pretending to be calm.
“I knew it! I thought so.”
Nancy went on for a long time spouting nonsense like ‘a woman must be loved by her husband’ and ‘women who aren’t loved show it.’
Even though her own husband was a regular patron of entertainment districts, always competing with Evan for first or second place.
To those who knew the truth, it was a farce of spitting on her own face.
“Ah, yes….”
But Rosena couldn’t mock Nancy either.
A groaning sound escaped through her teeth.
Evan had disappeared again today, vanishing since morning.
As always, she had sent a surveillance maid to his office, but it was coldly empty as expected.
‘That damn bastard, where the hell is he and what is he doing?’
Rosena’s eyes twisted viciously.
* * *
“Young Duke! Is it alright for you to come here in broad daylight?”
“Huh? What’s the problem?”
Brisen 62nd Street, famous for its entertainment district.
Evan boldly entered a high-end bar located right in the middle of it.
His regular employee Lucy greeted Evan with a bright smile.
Her fine beige hair and large eyes vaguely reminded one of someone.
Evan’s mouth hung open foolishly.
“Hey, Lucy. Don’t say useless things.”
“Oh my!”
“You know, you like dealing with rich, young, handsome nobles like me too. Don’t you?”
As Evan suddenly embraced her, Lucy burst into giggles.
Soon a seat was prepared and expensive liquors were placed on the table.
“Hey, Lucy.”
Evan looked at Lucy across from him with lecherous eyes.
Lucy twisted her body coquettishly and smiled seductively.
Evan chuckled inwardly.
‘What a fox-like wench. She looks like someone but acts completely different.’
Well, Evan liked Lucy’s vulgarity.
He also liked her obedient nature, always fawning over him saying everything he said was wonderful.
Actually, he liked all women.
This woman was good for this reason, that woman was good for that reason.
‘The pleasure of choosing, perhaps?’
And today he had decided to spend time with Lucy.
But his plan didn’t last very long.
“Boss!”
His employee Thomas came rushing into the bar in a panic.
Evan frowned with his intoxicated face.
“What? I told you not to disturb me!”
“I wouldn’t have disturbed you normally either… But what should I do when your wife is looking for you?”
“What? Rosena?”
Evan’s face scrunched up.
“You should have made up some excuse about working!”
“The thing is, a maid already came to the office. She saw the empty seat and left, so I couldn’t help it….”
“Damn it.”
Evan swallowed his curse and scratched his head vigorously.
If there was one woman among all women that he was completely sick of, it was his wife Rosena.
Every time she sent people to tail him like this, his affection dropped bit by bit.
“Ugh, if I tell her I’m here, she’ll throw another fit….”
Evan sighed.
Besides, wasn’t Elise also at home right now?
He didn’t want to be humiliated in front of his young grandmother.
“Ugh, I’m going, going.”
Finally, Evan slammed the table and stood up.
His face was full of dissatisfaction and irritation until he stepped outside.
“Hah, I guess I married the wrong person.”
He grumbled.
If he had married Cecilia instead of Rosena, this wouldn’t have happened.
Thinking this way made his insides twist again.
Living in the same house, seeing Rosena constantly nagging and Cecilia faithfully fulfilling her role as mistress made the comparison even clearer.
“Ah, damn it. I should have waited longer instead of getting married!”
He regretted the hasty marriage because of Jeremy.
If he had endured just a little longer.
He would have become the highest noble in Listea.
He could have just left Jeremy as a bastard and settled things by giving the Osburn Viscounty some money.
But regretting it now wouldn’t change anything.
“Damn it.”
His steps staggered from the alcohol.
Even while stumbling, Evan didn’t stop grumbling.
“Ugh, those annoying Osburn bastards are holding me back, holding me back….”
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“Hah, what should I do when you come all the way here?”
A few days later.
Seeing Cecilia who had come all the way to his house, Michel let out a deep sigh.
After their awkward first meeting, she had pursued Michel with persistence.
Each time, Michel had avoided her using all sorts of excuses.
Suddenly getting a stomachache, or having urgent business and leaving early.
The theater owner had even subtly given him looks for showing insincere attitude toward a patron.
But for Michel, it was unavoidable.
‘It’s best to avoid Count Faning’s daughter.’
Cecilia hadn’t taken any concrete action yet.
But he was gripped by an instinctive anxiety that he shouldn’t face her.
However, even Michel hadn’t expected Cecilia to come all the way to his house.
“Hah….”
Michel sighed as he looked down at the noblewoman standing before him.
This woman had even pulled a robe down low over her head and come all the way to his house.
‘Persistent.’
Michel’s house was located in the slums, unlike his glamorous public image.
It was a dark place that required turning through winding alleys several times to reach, where noble ladies would never set foot.
Seeing Cecilia boldly come to such a place left him speechless.
“How on earth did you get here—”
“Brother?”
In that moment, Michel’s shoulders flinched.
Cecilia’s gaze also turned inward.
Over his shoulder, she could see a small-framed girl who appeared to be around ten years old.
Her bright golden hair, the same color as Michel’s, caught the eye.
“That person is—”
“Sandy! I told you not to come out!”
When Michel shouted, Sandy hesitated slightly.
“I was worried because you weren’t coming inside…”
“I told you the outside air is cold and bad for you! Go back in quickly!”
At Michel’s insistence, Sandy went back inside with a dejected expression.
In that moment, Cecilia didn’t miss the dry cough that escaped from her lips.
“Hah…”
Michel slammed the door shut and stood in front of it as if completely blocking the space between Cecilia and the house.
He let out a long breath.
“That child…”
Watching him, Cecilia began to speak.
“She’s your sister, isn’t she?”
“What does that have to do with you—!”
At Cecilia’s question, Michel was about to shout angrily but bit his lip.
The next moment, he roughly grabbed Cecilia’s shoulders without a word and spun her body around.
“Ah!”
In an instant, their positions were reversed.
Cecilia found herself with her back against the door, with Michel blocking her path in front.
His hands were still gripping her shoulders tightly.
Michel’s eyes glowed fiercely with wariness and anger.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Cecilia’s face slightly contorted from the pain in her shoulders.
But Michel paid no attention.
“Hmph, what nobles like you want from me is obvious anyway, isn’t it?”
“What did you say?”
“If you want one night, I’ll give it to you. We can go somewhere more expensive than here if you’d like.”
Michel smiled bitterly.
“But as you can see, I don’t have money, so you’ll have to handle the costs yourself.”
“…”
“Instead, promise me you’ll never come looking for me again. If unnecessary rumors reach your husband’s ears… it would be more troublesome for you, wouldn’t it?”
Having finished speaking, Michel leaned his face closer toward Cecilia.
“What are you trying to do now—!”
Cecilia’s eyes wavered greatly.
Seeing this, Michel sneered inwardly.
‘Yes, I should have done this from the beginning.’
There had been many noble ladies who wanted to keep Michel as their lover.
Yet none of them actually wanted to be caught by their husbands.
‘This woman probably isn’t much different.’
So if they did something improper, she would quiet down now.
Michel’s breath touched Cecilia’s cheek.
“Hey there? What are you doing over there?”
Just then, at the voice of an old woman from the other end of the alley, Michel reflexively turned his head.
At the same time—
“Ahhh!”
Michel’s sharp scream echoed through the air.
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