Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 76

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Episode 76

“Oh my. The daughter-in-law made this food? That pretty daughter-in-law we saw today, right?”

“Madam Cardia. Don’t ask about such things and ask what you’re really curious about. Whether the reason for bringing in a commoner daughter-in-law was for business.”

Garel asked outright. She had wanted to ask all along but only now found the opportunity to ask using Eva as an excuse.

“I’ve never been curious about such things!”

“As if. You kept twitching your lips the whole time.”

“That must be what Lady Tierphol was curious about.”

This time Eva didn’t back down either.

“I wasn’t though?”

Garel rolled her eyes.

Then Francesca mediated between them.

“It’s natural to be curious. But we can’t carelessly discuss such family matters.”

“You’re not going to tell us?”

When she spoke as if disappointed, Francesca shook her head.

However, since my first investor would surely have great interest in the products our daughter-in-law has made, let me move to another place and explain separately.”

Ho ho. Francesca laughed while covering her mouth with her hand. The dress sleeves studded with red rubies sparkled in the chandelier light.

She had never even dared to make careless expressions due to the pressure of being the wife of Duke Bloodmere, the most powerful among the Four Great Families. But today she was different.

She was freer and more confident than anyone.

The usual Francesca would never have carelessly said words that could sound like excluding other families, no matter how close their relationship. Born into a noble family and having become the mistress of Bloodmere, she never spoke a careless word or made a thoughtless expression. Garel, who had watched Francesca closely for a long time, knew this best.

But now, Francesca seemed free and natural, the complete opposite of her former self. As if this appearance was her true nature.

‘Could there be some hidden power behind that commoner daughter-in-law?’

For Francesca to suddenly change her attitude like this, the influence of that commoner daughter-in-law must have been significant. Her impressive cooking skills aside, Garel’s curiosity burned fiercely about just how remarkable this commoner could be.

“Then shall we have a brief business discussion?”

Francesca affectionately linked arms with Eva.

“Wait a moment!”

Garel reached out to the two people getting up from their seats.

Garel’s pride wouldn’t allow her to return with her curiosity unsatisfied.

“I’d like to hear about that business discussion too. Who knows, if it’s a realistic business plan, I might invest as well.”

“You’re most welcome, Lady Tierphol.”

Francesca extended her remaining hand.

She knew that Garel loved to gossip about others. Probably within a few days, rumors would spread widely throughout the Eastern Empire where the Tierphol Ducal House was located.

‘That would be even better for me. If rumors spread there that Hallara has officially become a member of Bloodmere, even His Grace will have no choice.’

Francesca intended to make Hallara’s position more solid. For that, she too needed power.

Of course, even then she didn’t think Hallara had run away.

And she learned about the situation at the wedding venue only after securing written investment promises from both families.

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Docheop and I returned to Bloodmere Castle.

The castle, which I thought would be in complete chaos, was still filled with banquet music and the voices of the castle’s people.

Now there were even people who recognized me and greeted me.

“It seems no one knows I ran away?”

The bride ran away from the wedding, yet it passed by this quietly?

“Of course. We just finished it off.”

“Didn’t they suspect anything when the ceremony was left incomplete?”

“There’s no one to do that. Most of them don’t even know the wedding procedures.”

Docheop said while calmly passing by the castle people. Well, my wedding in my previous life also ended in 30 minutes. Things like wedding cakes and wedding rings are only known among those who have them.

“But those hero ducal families came, right? Those people might be suspicious.”

“They probably aren’t particularly curious. It’s the wedding of the family’s good-for-nothing second son.”

Docheop said this and smiled mischievously.

“And the partner is a seductress?”

“That’s right.”

“That would be really entertaining, wouldn’t it?”

I was so preoccupied with thoughts of the traitor that I hadn’t considered it, but from others’ perspective, this wedding was pure dopamine. A wedding between a good-for-nothing and a seductress.

“Wow, if it were me, I’d definitely come. To this wedding. I would have given generous congratulatory money too.”

“You didn’t run away to entertain the guests, did you?”

“You’re right. Wow, this is really like a novel.”

If it had been in the original work, it would have been an episode I’d have enjoyed reading immensely.

A fantasy protagonist finally gets married, but the woman runs away and the protagonist chases after her.

The problem was that I was in the position of the person involved, not a reader.

“It might be entertaining for others to watch. But my life was hanging in the balance.”

Even my steps entering the manor now weren’t entirely light.

And not long after.

“Hallara Seheb.”

I had to face the reality I wanted to avoid.

“Lord Nikolai.”

I was standing facing him in Nikolai’s office. Naturally, Docheop was with me.

At least with Docheop here, I wouldn’t die.

Let me quickly acknowledge what I should acknowledge.

“I’m truly sorry for ruining the wedding!”

I did what I was best at first.

Apologize first, make excuses later.

“Never mind that. You must be confident you can make me understand your reason for fleeing, since you came back?”

“Yes. First, did you catch the traitor?”

At my words, Nikolai crossed his arms and stood up from his chair. The furrow between his brows, already deeply etched, looked even deeper.

“We caught him. So the reason.”

“That’s because I and the traitor…”

“When we caught the traitor, that bastard dared to threaten Hallara.”

It was Docheop who interrupted my words.

At that voice, Nikolai’s gaze turned sharply.

“What?”

I too was flustered and looked back at Docheop. A threat?

“I’m telling you this now, but before meeting me, Hallara suffered a serious head injury and partially lost her past memories. When that bastard learned of this fact, he thought it was his chance and targeted Hallara.”

Huh?

“That traitor bastard threatened her, claiming Hallara was his accomplice and that he’d expose the truth if she didn’t cooperate.”

What?

Docheop, who had smoothly spouted lies, approached me and gently stroked my head.

“Our innocent Hallara thought she had unknowingly been involved with the traitor in the past and ran away in fear. Of course, I told her it wasn’t true. Because the Hallara I knew from the village was a fool with no greed who only knew me.”

Wow.

“Isn’t that right?”

Docheop smiled with his eyes.

At this point, I was starting to feel sorry for Morgan instead.

Docheop was skilled at lying.

Just when did… Mr. Protagonist become good at lying?

The Docheop I knew from the original work, the true hero, was an honest and upright person.

Is he acting like this because he hasn’t awakened yet and can’t shed his good-for-nothing mask?

Moreover, “our Hallara.”

“Disgusting to death.”

This time I understand Nikolai’s words a little. Not that I didn’t like hearing it though.

“Hallara seems too shocked to speak, so I’m speaking for her.”

Docheop shrugged his shoulders and took off the scarf he was wearing. Then he approached me, matching my eye level, and wrapped the scarf around me tightly. The scarf was wound up to just below my nose, almost completely covering my face.

“You must have been very cold. You’re shivering. It’s okay. I heard everything, so I’ll do the explaining.”

It seemed like he was telling me to keep my mouth shut, but maybe that was just my imagination?

“So. When the traitor approached and claimed you were accomplices, you ran away because you feared the consequences? Abandoning the wedding ceremony?”

Tap tap.

Nikolai asked while tapping the floor with his shoes. He still had a face that said he didn’t understand.

“There must have been no other choice. She was already drawing attention to herself with this wedding, and if rumors spread that she was accomplices with a traitor, she thought it would harm me too. Hallara loves me dearly, you see.”

Morgan had suddenly become both a traitor and a blackmailer, while I had become the tragic heroine who tried to leave because she loved Docheop so desperately.

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