Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 12

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Episode 12

Looking over Docheop’s appearance carefully, I noticed his shirt stained yellow with dirt and worn military boots.

“Have you been wandering around outside like this?”

It was exactly the outfit the butler had described seeing.

“Ah, this is more comfortable for getting around.”

Francesca’s expression immediately hardened. Despite having just reflected on being irresponsible toward him, her words came out stiffly as usual, making her earlier remorse seem pointless.

“Change your clothes immediately! What will the servants think?”

Then she immediately regretted it. After all, Docheop would never wear a uniform anyway.

“I’ll go change and come back.”

Docheop quickly agreed and went out again.

It was actually Francesca who was flustered by his obedient attitude. She had expected him to stage some new rebellion, but a few minutes later, Docheop appeared dressed in a black uniform. His appearance was immaculate, without a speck of dirt on his face.

“Is this acceptable?”

Docheop asked politely.

“Ahem.”

There was nothing to criticize. That made Francesca even more uneasy.

“Butler, please leave. And keep everyone away from the door.”

“Yes.”

She maintained her composure as much as possible while dismissing the staff. A heavy silence settled over the study now that only the two remained. But only Francesca seemed disturbed.

“Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“I heard that you have something to say to me, Mother. That you want me to marry.”

What’s this.

His way of speaking wasn’t like the usual Docheop.

Mother, and such respectful speech.

I don’t know what he’s scheming. How could I possibly understand the inner thoughts of a son I’ve ignored all this time.

“That’s right, you’d know better. Since you’ve been going in and out of that house!”

“Are you referring to Halara Seheb?”

“Who else would it be? If there are others, tell me now. Unless you plan to kill your mother twice.”

“You’ve been following me.”

Francesca bristled. It was obvious he would find fault with this.

“What if I have?”

At those words, Docheop smiled faintly.

“So you do have some interest in me.”

“…What?”

“I thought you had completely forgotten about me. I thought you wouldn’t know what I was doing no matter how I behaved.”

Contrary to expectations, Docheop looked moved. Even though she had said she was monitoring what he was up to, he interpreted it as interest.

“Are you saying thank you?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Docheop nodded.

What he might have considered interference in the past, he now saw as interest after returning to life. He was genuinely happy.

Only Francesca, who couldn’t know this, was flustered. She wanted to ask how this situation had come about and what had happened, but his polite attitude prevented those words from coming out.

“Then, then you must roughly understand why I want to bring that child in.”

“I don’t know.”

Docheop wiped the smile from his face. Regardless of Francesca’s interest, her behavior, which differed from the past, was puzzling.

At his claim of not knowing, Francesca’s face hardened again.

“She’s pregnant with your child. Do you still not understand?”

“That woman said that?”

She pondered over that question.

Should she say yes, or should she say no.

It was true that she had come claiming to be pregnant, but she had ultimately hidden it.

“No, I found out myself.”

“Are you certain?”

“I saw a physician coming out of that child’s house and caught him to ask. He said she was pregnant.”

If she had called a physician to confirm, then the pregnancy was clear.

Pregnancy.

That was exactly what she had claimed in the past. Of course, the past Docheop hadn’t believed those words. He had spent only one night with Halara, and even that he couldn’t remember due to being drunk. So he naturally assumed she was trying to latch onto the family for a quick gain. Because of that, she was confined to the tower… and only he had survived.

But now, while Halara, who should have been crying about pregnancy, was peacefully cooking and eating at home, Francesca was the one in an uproar.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t know?”

How could he have known.

Halara hadn’t even recognized him.

‘Is she pretending not to know me, or does she really not know.’

Everything about her was a mystery. So he couldn’t answer hastily.

Feeling frustrated by this, Francesca spoke first.

“Bring her here and let her give birth to the child.”

“…Even though she’s a commoner, you’ll allow it?”

Docheop brought up the biggest reason she had rejected Halara in the past.

“What choice do I have? How can she give birth to a baby in that old house. I absolutely cannot bear to see such a sight.”

Francesca, who had said she could never bring a commoner woman into the family, spoke words opposite to the past.

“Are you saying you’ll bring her into the manor?”

“Yes, that’s right. Raise the child here. Before my eyes.”

Not only that, but she even gave permission to live together in the manor. Francesca continued as if resigned.

“I know you’ve been meeting with that child. And that child once visited the Duchess’ Castle before.”

Francesca continued, recalling the day she first met Halara.

“She told the shopkeeper that she was carrying your child and needed to speak with me, asking to be called. She was extremely nervous.”

“She came looking for you saying she was carrying my child?”

Docheop immediately asked back. That was exactly like the past.

“But as soon as she met me, she immediately changed her story. Said it was a lie. She changed her words saying she had secretly liked you and those feelings had grown, causing this trouble, then left.”

“She suddenly changed her story…”

“That’s right. The shopkeeper found this suspicious and investigated. She had come to the shopkeeper quite urgently looking for me, but then suddenly saying it was a lie seemed very strange.”

As if.

“As if she had become a different person in between.”

She had become a different person…

I don’t know why or how she changed, but her behavior had been different from the past starting from that point.

That day was also the day Docheop had returned to the past.

“Anyway, the pregnancy is certain, so bring her in, Docheop. This is the last mercy I can show you.”

At Francesca’s ultimatum, Docheop closed his eyes once and opened them.

In the past, she had thrown everything in the study while screaming ‘You’re not my son!’ But this time was different. Even when Halara, a commoner woman, appeared claiming to be pregnant with his child, she maintained her composure and spoke of ‘mercy.’

She even suggested that Halara come into the manor and live together openly.

‘Halara Seheb.’

Docheop’s hardened expression shifted to the opposite.

‘Did you also return like me?’

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I don’t know if I ate dinner through my nose or my eyes.

Watching the sky turn yellow and black darkness descend, it felt just like my future, making me dizzy.

It had only been a few hours since Francesca had urged me to marry the male lead immediately and left.

‘Marry the male lead. Even if twisting the original story fails, there should be limits.’

I just didn’t want to die according to the original story, but I’ve really taken the destruction route properly.

This novel’s genre isn’t even romance fantasy but a growth fantasy novel, and here I am, a mere extra, being told to marry the male lead.

‘It’s probably because of people’s stares.’

It seems I did spend a night with Docheop after all.

So everyone’s trying to do this much at least.

But who am I?

I was a K-daughter-in-law who rolled around for 10 years in a head family household.

It means I have no intention of making any more in-laws or husbands.

“This won’t do. I need to drink something.”

I took out some cool water from the kitchen.

I wanted to have a drink of alcohol, but since I had no money to buy liquor, I thought I’d drink water and soothe my insides.

Tap tap-.

But then a black bird flew to the window.

“Ugh, is that a crow?”

I like animals, but crows are disgusting.

I waved my hands shooing it away and drew the curtains on the kitchen window.

Just as I was about to sit on the living room chair and drink water-.

“Whoa.”

Goosebumps spread all over my arms.

Because a large human shadow was cast in front of the door.

I even hung up a sign, and another man comes looking for me?

What’s more, the way he was quietly lurking around the doorway was quite suspicious.

If the door had been open, who knows what he might have done sneaking in.

‘So creepy!’

I held my breath and crouched down low.

Then I checked if the latch I had secured from inside was properly fastened.

‘There really is a stalker.’

With Hallara’s frail body, I had no confidence I could handle it if that man broke down the door and came in.

If that happened….

‘My life would just be completely ruined.’

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