The Countess's Body Has Disappeared - Chapter 65

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Chapter 65
The moment word spread that Cecilia would be meeting a man, her colleagues grew as excited as if it were their own affair, cheerfully lending her cosmetics, clothes, and shoes. In exchange, a tremendous price awaited upon her return—she would have to regale them with every detail of how it went.
“Ah, I remember those days, back when I was young…….”
One of the colleagues crowded into the cramped room, watching her, slipped into nostalgia.
“Our mistress used to arrange matchmaking for me quite often, up until a few years ago. Though in the end, I married a different man.”
“Does our mistress often arrange matchmaking, then?”
As Cecilia paused mid-application of her lipstick to ask the question, the servants reflected in the mirror exchanged knowing glances. Even as the others hesitated over their answers, Kate sat with her chin propped on her knee, giggling mischievously.
“Why only our mistress? Matchmaking is the greatest pleasure noblewomen enjoy. It’s rather like finding a suitable partner for a dog you’ve been raising, wouldn’t you say?”
“What?”
Cecilia laughed and frowned as she tucked the lipstick into her handbag, while Kate stuck out her lower lip and shrugged her shoulders dramatically.
“That’s just an analogy.”
“The car’s running. I should get going now.”
A maid standing at the window, watching the courtyard, wrapped a shawl around Cecilia’s shoulders and guided her toward the door. Under the cheers of her colleagues, Cecilia underwent one final inspection of her appearance before hurrying down the stairs.
The driver lounged against the idling car, smoking a cigarette with leisurely ease.
He spotted Cecilia and gestured toward the passenger seat. She climbed in and fumbled awkwardly with the seatbelt.
As the driver settled into the seat behind her, a harsh reek of cigarette smoke hit her immediately. Unable to bear it, she turned her head sharply away, pretending to gaze out the window.
For the entire drive, Cecilia did nothing but fidget—touching her hair, scratching at her arms—both pointless gestures. She’d never imagined sitting alone with someone in such cramped quarters could feel so unbearably awkward.
Fortunately, the roads were mercifully empty, and they arrived at their destination sooner than expected.
The moment the car came to a gentle stop at the curb, the driver jerked his chin toward the outside. Cecilia fumbled with the door handle anxiously, breaking into a nervous sweat as she sought his help.
“It won’t……open.”
The driver sighed heavily, irritated, and reluctantly reached over to open the door for her.
Cecilia stepped out of the car and began walking toward the meeting place, then turned back with a smile to wave—but Davion was not sitting in the driver’s seat. Her eyes met the driver’s, who was about to light another cigarette, and she came back to herself with a start, hastily lowering her hand.
Using the window as a mirror, she tidied her hair and clothes, then quickly stepped into the building before making any further blunders.
Cecilia counted to ten in her head before opening the door.
Davion was already awake. He sat at the foot of the bed, threading his arm through his shirt sleeve, and gave her a teasing smile.
Before Davion could speak, Cecilia quickly shut the door behind her. As expected, the moment it closed, he abandoned his button and immediately asked, “How was your blind date yesterday, darling?”
“How was your blind date yesterday, darling?”
Cecilia snorted and swept past him.
“It was wonderful.”
“Liar. I heard you on the phone with your mother last night.”
Damn it. Cecilia closed her eyes at once and let out a sigh.
No wonder he seemed to be in such a good mood this morning……. Davion’s lips were still twitching even as she glared at him now.
“Promise you won’t laugh when you hear this.”
He shrugged and held his palms up in mock innocence. The memory of yesterday’s events sent a chill down Cecilia’s spine, and she wrapped her arms tightly around herself.
“That man started calling me ‘Snow White’ after we’d known each other for three minutes. He said he didn’t want a wedding ceremony, but he did want to have nine children. Nine! And who said I was even going to marry him? Besides……nine children? For heaven’s sake, even triplets would be difficult enough!”
Cecilia’s voice grew increasingly agitated, until by the end she was nearly shouting.
Davion touched his nose, trying to hide the laughter bubbling out of him. Cecilia clenched her fists and huffed indignantly.
“And the ride back was awkward as hell. I may be just a lowly servant, but would it kill him to be a little kind? What harm would there be in showing some courtesy?”
“……What did the driver say to you?”
Davion asked, lowering the hand that covered his mouth. His expression had already darkened into a stern frown.
The moment Cecilia saw his face, her composure returned. She shook her head slowly and spoke.
“It wasn’t like that. It was probably just my awkwardness, really.”
Davion watched her with concern as she stood by the bedside, beginning to change the pillowcase. After straightening his shirt collar, he rose and withdrew something from the desk drawer.
“What’s this?”
Cecilia eyed the scroll he pushed toward her as if it were a bribe, regarding it with suspicion.
“I wrote it last night. You seemed so worried, and after much deliberation, I decided to choose a somewhat more ‘strategic’ approach. Read it.”
Davion grinned and rattled the scroll lightly. Despite her lingering wariness, Cecilia accepted it and unrolled it to look.
One Hundred Reasons Why You Must Marry Davion Sisseldown
Cecilia squeezed her eyes shut.
“You’re already engaged. And……what? ‘One hundred reasons?’ Are you seven years old?”
“You don’t want complicated explanations anyway.”
Before Cecilia could roll the scroll back up, Davion hastily caught her by the shoulders and sat her down on the bed. He gently snatched the pillowcase from her hands and spoke with playful firmness.
“I’ll handle the chores, so sit down and read through it slowly, my lovely ‘Snow White’ princess.”
Cecilia shot him a blazing glare, then reluctantly unrolled the scroll and began reading.
1. Social Advancement
Good Lord…….
Cecilia sighed and rolled her eyes. She felt as though she’d hit a major hurdle right from the start.
“Get it right. It’s not my social advancement—it’s your social ‘decline.'”
As Cecilia griped, Davion, who had been watching her reaction while removing the pillowcase, frowned in displeasure.
“What era do you think we’re living in? Do you really believe a nobleman loses his title just because he marries a commoner?”
“No. I’m talking about people’s social standing. How much do you think they’ll mock you? How much will they curse you behind your back?!”
Davion let out a bitter laugh.
“Let them stare.”
“You…….”
But arguing with this man seemed only to drain her energy, so Cecilia chose silence instead. She decided to focus on finishing the scroll in front of her.
2. Become wealthy
3. Get a handsome, healthy husband
4. One who is tall, no less, and an officer, and young
5. Plus a mansion and car thrown in as a bonus
But as she was reading along, a long finger suddenly intruded into the corner of her vision.
“Ah, well, item 5 bundles several things together, so strictly speaking, there are about 130…….”
Davion added the explanation in a somewhat excited voice.
“I understand.”
Cecilia pushed his finger away.
20. Become happy every night
21. As a result of 20, improve in health
22. As a result of 20, improve in complexion
Cecilia’s eyes slid downward.
40. Upon further thought, can become happy not just at night, but also during the day
“…….”
As Cecilia rolled up the scroll and set it down beside her, Davion—pillow clutched to his chest—let his eyes gleam with anticipation. This time, Cecilia rose, grabbed his shoulder, and pushed him to sit on the bed.
“Nice list. But why didn’t you write down a single disadvantage?”
With her hands on her hips and sleeves rolled up, she looked as solemn as a warrior preparing for serious battle.

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