Why Is My Husband the Villainous Schemer! - Chapter 91

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Chapter 91
At those words, Carcel seemed to freeze entirely.
“Carcel?”
I called his name, parting my lips, and he squeezed his eyes shut.
Across his shadowed face, colors danced and shifted.
As if enchanted, he gazed at me with his brow only faintly creased, and I smiled at him.
“What’s wrong? I thought you already knew, honestly.”
The moment our lips touched, it was only a matter of time before his feelings showed through.
He laughed with effort.
Carcel’s eyes were almost trembling.
“Asha, I…….”
As if he’d crushed a first love beneath his heel, his lips quivered with a sweet ache.
“I think I’d be happy to die right now.”
At those words spilling from between his lips, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You can’t die. What would Linea and I do?”
“I’ll definitely survive.”
“That’s what I want to hear, my husband.”
Still smiling, I cupped his cheek in my hand.
In the meantime, Linea sat between us, her entire attention absorbed by the fireworks.
So I seized the chance to kiss Carcel.
There was simply no other way to express what I felt. Only in the seamless meeting of our lips could I pour out the emotion that flooded my chest.
Then Carcel drew my face closer and deepened the kiss, pressing his lips more firmly against mine.
He closed his eyes desperately and kissed me again and again.
It was different from before.
Unlike that time when our lips would touch and part, now I could feel exactly what Carcel had been enduring all this while.
Warm breaths tangled together, growing ragged.
“Hah.”
But as if his reason had returned, Carcel pulled away from my lips urgently.
“I’m sorry. Without meaning to…….”
The corners of Carcel’s eyes were entirely flushed.
He bit his lower lip softly and released it, looking reluctant.
The people cloaked in darkness were too preoccupied with the fireworks like Linea to pay us any attention.
So I pulled him down by the back of his neck and kissed him again.
Thus, beneath fireworks blooming like spring blossoms, the shadows of our intertwined forms traced a heart.
Until the fireworks ended.
* * *
After the fireworks—the festival’s grand finale—ended, and people began to disperse one by one, Carcel asked me a question.
“It would be a shame to leave so soon. Would you like to have a light snack before we go?”
“I’d love a late-night bite.”
My lips were slightly swollen from kissing Carcel just moments before.
Embarrassed without reason, I couldn’t meet his gaze.
Feeling the warmth lingering on my lips, I asked Linea a question.
“Is there anything else you’d like besides ice cream?”
“What about you, Mother?”
“Well……, my throat is suddenly a bit dry!”
At that, Carcel also cleared his throat awkwardly from beside me.
He too couldn’t quite meet my gaze, looking off into the distance before making a suggestion.
“Then what if we pair some beer with something light to nibble on?”
“That sounds great!”
Even though we’d eaten not long ago, walking was exercise too.
‘I’m a bit peckish.’
Soon Carcel approached a vendor stall with seating available.
“How about this one, Asha?”
“The smell is amazing. What do you think, Linea?”
At that, Linea exclaimed with delight.
“They have pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream!”
“Really? Hmm, but fried cheese would be delicious too……”
Once I noticed one menu item, my eyes naturally drifted to the others.
“Oh, beef sandwich and paprika chicken skewers would be amazing with beer!”
The air was thick with savory and sweet aromas.
With so many choices, I made a rueful face.
“Hmm……, I can’t eat all of this. I should just pick the pancake for Linea and one more thing for myself.”
Already having eaten a full dinner, I was about to reluctantly order just a beer and one appetizer to go with it.
“Give us all the dishes she just mentioned.”
“Yes! Please take a seat at Table 12!”
Carcel had ordered every single menu item we’d named!
I quickly tried to stop him.
“We already had dinner—we can’t possibly eat all of this!”
“I’ll eat it all.”
At Carcel’s words, I shook my head firmly.
He went ahead to Table 12, pulling out the seats for us, and I watched him wipe down the table and chairs with napkins.
“You don’t need to do all this. Thank you.”
“I cannot have you and my daughter sitting just anywhere.”
With that, he dropped into the seat across from us.
Soon, a full table of food was spread before us as Carcel had ordered.
“Let’s dig in. Is this a famous spot?”
“As far as I know, yes. And they maintain cleanliness too, from what I understand.”
“But you can tell just by looking that it must be delicious. This is what the Night Market is really about.”
Carcel answered me with a leisurely smile.
“A festival is 80% atmosphere and food, after all. After eating, we can ride the carousel at nine o’clock, play darts with prizes at 9:25, and then head home. How does that sound?”
There he was—quintessential Carcel.
He had meticulously mapped out our entire Night Market schedule.
I simply nodded along without a care in the world.
‘Thanks to Carcel, all I have to do is enjoy myself without worry.’
I felt a little guilty, but I honestly had no confidence in planning an itinerary as carefully as he did, so I stayed quiet.
Linea laughed with excitement at Carcel’s plan too.
“That sounds fun! I’ve really wanted to ride that carousel! I couldn’t yesterday…….”
That made sense.
While inside the Fantasy Magic, the children had done nothing but run through long corridors and accept snacks.
Still, thanks to Carcel, I was grateful that Linea could enjoy the festival’s last day.
“Let’s eat!”
“Yes!”
I spooned the pancake Linea had wanted onto her plate.
In the meantime, a plate was quietly slipped toward me.
“Huh?”
Carcel had placed food on my plate and then pretended not to notice.
I blushed and smiled softly.
“Thank you. Aren’t you having any beer?”
“Not tonight.”
Instead, he showed me that he was drinking water.
I took a long sip of the cold beer, letting out a satisfied “Ahhh.”
It felt as if something that had been weighing on my heart was washing away with the beer foam.
“Refreshing! I swear, all that built-up stress is just melting away.”
“Is it?”
Eyes squeezed shut from the chill spreading to my head, I opened them to find Carcel smiling faintly at me.
“You eat like you wouldn’t normally touch this kind of food, but here you are, enjoying it.”
There he was, with that obsessive expression of his, radiating an almost sensual atmosphere as he ate what Linea and I hadn’t finished.
‘He’s adorable.’
Maybe it was the beer going to my head.
His blank expression as he ate with such neat precision struck me as oddly amusing.
“As long as I’m eating with you, Asha, everything tastes good.”
“There you go again.”
“If you smile for me, it all seems delicious.”
And the child is right here.
I looked uncomfortable, glancing at Linea, and the girl grinned back at me with whipped cream smeared all over her mouth.
“Why, Mother?”
On a whim, I teased her back, and Linea teased me in return.
“It’s been way more than a day or two—you can just relax and be yourselves!”
At those words, my entire face flushed crimson.
Linea spoke with remarkable maturity.
“Grandmother said that when Mother and Father are affectionate, that’s a good thing. There’s nothing wrong with it.”
“Well, that’s true, but…….”
“The more affectionate you are, the more lively the household becomes! Grandmother also said that hopefully Mother’s genes will take over the Marquis House and erase the genes of the Rakan Duke House, but I don’t really understand what she meant by that.”
At those words, I felt dizzy and closed my eyes.
What on earth has Mother been teaching this child!
In embarrassment, I drained my beer in gulps.
But Carcel actually crinkled his eyes as he laughed.
“I’ll do my best.”
“Carcel!”
I yelped at him for deliberately stoking the flames.
Then he let out a low chuckle.
It seemed he’d come to find amusement in teasing me.
Soon, as we finished eating, Carcel asked.
“Shall we go ride the carousel now?”
And so, well past bedtime, Carcel, Linea, and I returned to the Marquis House only after enjoying the festival to the fullest.
* * *
Last night, Carcel and I had confirmed our feelings for each other and kissed.
And when I returned to my room……!
Nothing happened.
After staying up far longer than I usually do, I’d simply passed out.
Even while aware that Carcel was beside me, I couldn’t resist the wave of sleep that crashed over me.
And when morning came and I woke up.
“Oh! My handkerchief!”

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