The Military Doctor Excels at Being a Contracted Duchess - Chapter 11

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【Chapter 11】

“Heh, hehe… peanuts, puha, peanuts…!”

Ah, this is driving me crazy.

A ‘refined lady’ would never burst into laughter in such a public place.

The moment her true self was clearly revealed beneath the perfect mask she had been wearing all along, Victor’s eyes gleamed with interest.

Yes, he liked Ebel’s face when she laughed like this.

Her acting was undoubtedly excellent, but was there really a need for it when they were alone together?

Her face laughing brightly while wiping away tears, her trembling eyelashes, her parted lips were so…

Victor swallowed the rest of his thoughts.

It was too embarrassing to even think about.

“I’ll, hehe, I’ll eat them well.”

“So you do like peanuts. I was worried about what I’d do if my memory was wrong.”

“I’m really curious, but what were you going to do if I disliked peanuts?”

Ebel asked cheerfully as she picked up a peanut and brought it to her mouth.

Watching her crunch away pleasantly, he shrugged his shoulders.

“I would have given them to the poor birds who failed at hunting. My situation would have been similarly pitiful.”

“Oh… my goodness. There are too many to eat all of them, so let’s scatter some before we go.”

“Let’s do that.”

“And we must buy beer too. Peanuts go best with beer. Though the birds won’t know that taste.”

Soon birds began gathering around the two of them.

After confirming that people had glanced at them enough, Victor suggested they head inside.

The purpose had been more than sufficiently achieved.

That ‘making Ebel laugh’ was among his goals for today was a secret no one would know.

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[Mysterious Woman, Secret Meeting with the Grand Duke of Bayern?]

[Shocking! Grand Duke of Bayern’s Midday Date!]

[Was the Grand Duchess Already Decided?]

The next day, as if by appointment, every newspaper company was distributing extras.

The endings of most of those many articles were similar.

‘So who is this mysterious lady?’

No gossip magazine dared to make hasty speculations, because the Grand Duke of Bayern’s relationships with women had been far too clean until now.

“She was wearing a modest yet sophisticated dress, which is presumed to be the work of Madame Lucienne, the most famous shop in the capital… What on earth is this about!”

The continuously reproduced articles eventually reached even the Bayern Duchy, far from the capital.

Genevieve von Bayern, who had been reading the newspaper while having her hair done in the morning, was startled and reached for her glasses.

Reading through it character by character carefully, she was astounded.

She had been relieved since he had suddenly disappeared without saying where he was going.

She thought he had gone out on another mission.

She thought his promise not to leave the estate was a joke or empty words!

“How dare… how dare he try to bring in a mistress without my knowledge?”

Crack, crunch.

Genevieve, who had been biting her nails, only stopped that ugly habit after seeing blood. Her anger rose to the top of her head with nowhere to vent.

“Ha! Really, to pull such a stunt!”

Originally, it’s the nature of articles to exaggerate facts.

They have to write dramatically to sell well.

So the idea that this mysterious date partner would become the Grand Duchess was clearly too much of a leap. And yet.

‘Why do I feel so anxious?’

To Genevieve, the Bayern Duchy was everything.

It was where she had run and played as a child, where her parents’ breath touched every corner. Wherever she turned her head, everything was familiar.

She was managing the household affairs in the place where she belonged, just as her mother had done.

Since Serena was also dead, she believed without doubt that this was her duty.

But what was Victor’s attitude when he came recently?

Managing household affairs was such a troublesome and difficult task, yet there wasn’t even a speck of respect for it!

Fuming, Genevieve almost threw down the newspaper and stood up.

‘Whoever it is, just try bringing her here. She must have attached herself to Victor to devour all of Bayern. I’ll teach her a proper lesson.’

It was a few minutes later that the butler approached Genevieve, who was raging alone.

“Lady Genevieve, I have something to discuss regarding the donation for this charity exhibition. The amount you specified is absurdly…”

“Oh, Willen. I’m feeling dizzy right now, so I need to rest.”

“…It’s morning, though.”

“Don’t you know that a lady’s dizziness can’t be helped? My neurosis seems to be acting up again. Take a look at this article.”

The butler who pestered her for days over a few pennies was one of the people Genevieve disliked most.

After roughly shoving the newspaper at him and escaping, Genevieve headed to the garden to cool her head.

‘The charity exhibition is hosted by me. Naturally, my donation should be the largest. I bear the Bayern name, so I should do at least that much to maintain face.’

How disappointing that he doesn’t understand even that.

‘It’s not like I’m doing anything harmful to the family.’

How tiresome.

Sighing, Genevieve soon tried to compose her mind and body by looking at flowers to maintain a clear soul.

But then it happened.

Splash!

“Kyaaaah!”

Water poured from somewhere, and Genevieve was literally soaked through.

At the disgusting laughter that followed, Genevieve trembled with rage.

“You! Damian!!! It’s you again!”

Damian’s head, which had been looking down at her while giggling, quickly disappeared between the railings.

Feeling as if blood was rushing backwards, Genevieve stomped up to the second floor.

As if to provoke her, Damian hadn’t even left yet. The bucket was also sitting quietly beside him.

“If only! If only you weren’t here, things would be so much better! My condition keeps acting up because of you! This time I should have definitely put you in the psychiatric hospital to fix that nasty habit!”

Victor, who usually overlooked her words, was strangely firm for some reason. That brat, monster, wicked fairy-like creature should be locked up in a hospital.

What drove Genevieve crazy was that Damian’s madness didn’t manifest when Victor was present.

“Get over here right now! Everyone catch that brat. If you can’t catch him, you’ll all starve!”

Damian stuck out his tongue at the raging Genevieve and quickly ran away. Though he was soon caught by a few servants who followed Genevieve.

“Ahhh! Wahhhhh!!!”

“Be quiet!”

Smack!

Genevieve, who had slapped Damian’s cheek in a fit of anger disguised as discipline, flinched at the venomous look directed at her.

It was always like this.

The trash Serena left behind.

Whenever she looked at this inhuman child, disgust and nausea rose from deep within her.

“Fine, beasts only listen when they’re starved.”

Looking at those glittering eyes directed at her, Genevieve smiled maliciously.

“Lock him in solitary confinement. Don’t give him anything but water for two days. Let’s see if you become obedient or not.”

“Ahhhhh!”

The child being dragged away screamed savagely and struggled.

If Victor had seen this scene directly, he would have been shocked, but…

‘He’s not here right now, is he?’

Eyes turned pale green with poison glared at Genevieve.

Though fierce enough to make her flinch for a moment, Genevieve soon shook her head as if accustomed to it.

Thinking that when Victor came down next time, she should ask him to increase the amount of money she could spend.

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