I Wish My Husband Were Dead

Only Noblemtl

Servette and Grita
2024.03.17.

After that short greeting, she turned her back and sat on the sofa. Leila noticed Cordelia’s intentions and nodded to the servant holding Pablo. Pablo’s swearing grew distant.

“Cordelia! Cordelia!”

After the door closed completely, Rani approached and grabbed Cordelia’s hand. “Miss. Are you okay?” “To be honest, I didn’t trust my mother either.” “I understand. My biological father, Elector Vasquez, believed in her so strongly. Anyone would have suspected her.” Rani nodded calmly. “

No. Actually, the devil that my mother contracted with… … .” “The devil that Lady Grita contracted with?” She tried to explain about meeting Servette, but for some reason, her mouth seemed to have been gagged by someone, and no sound came out. She had forgotten that Servette had placed some kind of restriction, and then remembered it again. Cordelia tried to cover it up. “Hmm. I was suspicious because there was such a demon. I wondered if I inherited the blood of that demon.” “That’s impossible. When I asked the high priest for wisdom about it, he said that humans and demons are completely different beings, so mixed races cannot be born.” “Yes, that’s right.” It felt like a heavy stone was being lifted from her shoulders, but her heart felt much lighter. She thought it didn’t matter, but if she really inherited the blood of the demon, she probably would have continued to feel uneasy. “Thanks to Rani. Rani gave me courage, so I was able to move forward. Otherwise, I would have been locked in that dark cave for the rest of my life and never been able to come out.” “I’m glad I could help. But as I said, even if the results show that you are not the daughter of Elector Vasquez, it won’t change the fact that I love you.” “Thank you, thank you very much.” Cordelia’s nose tingled for no reason. Rani smiled brightly like when she was young and reached out to Cordelia first. Cordelia immediately buried her face in Rani’s arms and burst into tears. The emotions she had been suppressing for so long burst out like a dam. Rani patted Cordelia’s back without saying anything. “Rani, hmm, you have to come to the wedding. Okay?” “Of course. No matter what happens, I will definitely go. Hehe. By the way, I see you are thinking of accepting Elector Count Attila’s proposal.” “Yes.” After crying for a while, her head felt clearer. And now, Cordelia’s mind was filled with one person. After showing Rani to the guest room, she loitered in front of the mansion’s door. Alex, the butler, approached her and asked politely, “Is there anything you need?” “When will the Master be back?” “Well, I don’t know exactly when he will be back either. Should I send a message to the palace?” “No, no. I will just wait.” At first, Cordelia waited inside the mansion, but she became impatient and went out the front door. The gray sky was looming as if it would pour down rain at any moment. That’s why I couldn’t tell the time. As I stood there for a while, rain began to fall one or two drops at a time. As I stared blankly at it, a large shadow appeared above my head. I turned my head and saw Beluche holding an umbrella. “What are you doing? You’re so innocent.” “I’m waiting for you, Master .” “Since when did you wait so desperately for our master?” “I’m fine, Beluche, go in. There’s nothing dangerous here.” “Lady Cordelia, don’t be so nervous and rest inside. It’s been a while since you took poison and collapsed.” Cordelia was still blunt, but she read the worry in it and smiled. I don’t know how much time had passed. The raindrops got stronger. Beluche had been nagging me several times since then to go inside and wait, but Cordelia stubbornly shook her head. Fortunately, it wasn’t long before a carriage with the Atilei emblem appeared in the distance. Cordelia ran out as soon as she saw it. Beluche called her name from behind, but she had no time to look back. She wanted to see Leonard quickly. She wanted to look into his eyes and speak directly. The coachman recognized Cordelia and slowed down in the middle. Cordelia ran as fast as she could. The rain soaked her hair and clothes, but she didn’t care. The carriage door opened wide and Baron and Leonard got out one by one. “Why are you out here? It’s raining?” “I have something to say.” “What do you want to say… . Okay, let’s go in.” Leonard said, brushing away her bangs that were soaked with rainwater.

But Cordelia couldn’t hold back her emotions any longer when she saw Leonard’s face. She wanted to confess her feelings that she had kept hidden right away. Thinking that Leonard would be happy to hear this, she wanted to tell him as soon as possible.

“It’ll be over soon. Master, I, actually.”

“I told you to go in and do it!”

Leonard raised his voice in a somewhat agitated tone. Cordelia was startled and shut her mouth. Although Leonard had been irritated before, he had rarely yelled at her. Baron, who was next to her, also looked at Leonard in surprise.

“I, I’m sorry.”

“Hehe, I think you might be worried that Cordelia might catch a cold.”

Baron hurriedly defended Leonard and made an excuse on his behalf. Only then was Cordelia able to look directly into Leonard’s eyes, and she could see clear traces of pain in his eyes that were darker than usual.

At that moment, Belluce came with an umbrella.

“I’m sorry, Master.”

“Okay, you’re not the kind of person who’ll listen to what you say. You won’t even listen to me, what’s wrong?”

Leonard gestured to Baron and Beluche after receiving the umbrella from Beluche. The two men went into the mansion first, leaving Cordelia and Leonard in the rain.

Cordelia’s voice naturally became smaller because Leonard seemed angry.

“I’m sorry, Master.”

“What are you so sorry about?”

Just as she was about to say that she wanted to see the Master’s face soon, Leonard roughly swept her hair and said,

“How far do I have to go?”

“Huh?”

“Do you have to see me get on my knees and beg? Does that make you feel better?”

“What… … .”

Leonard suddenly spoke so sarcastically. She didn’t know why he was saying that out of the blue. Cordelia was flustered and just gaped. Leonard blurted out what he wanted to say before Cordelia could explain.

“I know you don’t want to marry me, I know. I want to stop, too, because I’m afraid that I’ll look like a slut for clinging to you, but I can’t.”

“… … .”

“What I’m saying is, do you really have to come running to tell me that you don’t want me when it’s raining?”

The smell of wet grass wafted from all around. Only then did Cordelia realize what he was misunderstanding.

“It’s not like that. I just want to tell you something, Master.”

“Don’t.”

Leonard grabbed Cordelia’s cheek tightly with the hand that wasn’t holding the umbrella. Cordelia unconsciously avoided his gaze, no matter how sharp their eyes were. Then Leonard forcibly lifted her face.

“I don’t want to hear you reject me, so just don’t do it. You think I’m not hurt because I’m not doing anything wrong. I’m human too. I feel miserable every time I get rejected by you. I just pretend like nothing happened.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t even apologize. “You just don’t say anything, don’t go anywhere, and stay by my side for the rest of your life, by my side… …”

Leonard’s voice grew smaller and smaller, completely drowned out by the sound of the rain. Silence flowed between them.

Cordelia quietly looked into his eyes. This time, Leonard was the first to avoid her eyes.

“I’m not asking you to return my love. Is it such a difficult request to just stay by my side?”

Suddenly, Cordelia realized that the umbrella was tilted heavily toward her. Leonard’s shoulders were completely soaked. You didn’t even have to look at his back to see it. It stung her heart to see it.

Leonard’s hand, which had been tightly holding Cordelia’s cheek, gradually lost its strength and finally fell. Leonard let out a rough sigh.

“Damn it, I never thought I would understand Lydia Elfenbaum.”

“Master.”

“I told you not to say anything.”

“How many children would you like to have?”

Cordelia carefully squeezed his hand that was dangling in the air. Leonard still frowned and asked irritably.

“Why are you asking? I’ll discuss that with my wife, Lady Attila.”

“Then you should be Lady Attila. By the way, the more the better for me.”

“… … What are you?”

Leonard’s reaction was quite different from what Cordelia had expected. Feeling like she had been beating around the bush, Cordelia met his eyes and said,

“I really like you, Master.”

“What kind of nonsense?”

“Nonsense? I, um. I, um. I love you.”

She didn’t know why her fingertips were curling up when she tried to utter that sentence. Cordelia mustered up her courage from deep within and worked hard to open her mouth. Leonard finished her sentence with eyes still filled with suspicion.

“I love you.”

“Yes. That’s right. I love you. Phew. It’s so embarrassing to say that.”

Cordelia smiled bashfully and took a step closer to Leonard. They were already close enough, but now the distance between them was less than a palm’s width.
　