I Will Divorce the Female Lead’s Siscon Brother (Novel) Chapter 15

                         


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But the more I thought about it, the stronger the hypothesis became.

There was no special incident that confirmed the goodwill between Liena and me, so there was only one answer.

Since Liena returned, she has been surrounded by people who love her.

Although there are differences in degree, all normal characters were eventually entrapped by Liena.

The only characters who don't like her until the end are the villains.

From the orphanage director who mistreated Liena, Cassius's former head maid who ignored her as an orphan, and collateral relatives who tried to push her out of the family.

Everyone, each and every one!

In fact, the author probably thought it was a bit unreasonable, but then explained that it was thanks to the blessings of the goddess.

Liena's blessing draws people's unconscious favor.

I had never thought about this from Liena's perspective.

"... This girl doesn't even consider the possibility that someone who isn't a villain might dislike her."

Because her world had always worked that way, and there had only been people like that around her.

Except for me, a transmigrator.

"Sister-in-law, what are you thinking so much about?"

"...It's nothing."

My head was pounding.

I used my ability to check the herbal recipe, and I even exhausted my mental energy while talking to Liena, so I had no strength left in my body.

Meanwhile, Liena complained and asked me to accept her gift.

"Look at my sincerity, close your eyes and take at least one. I bought it for my sister-in-law."

I'm concerned.

Is there any need to act on emotions and create a disaster?

If I become an enemy of Liena, my problems will increase exponentially.

"Sister-in-law, please stop ignoring me and answer me."

She even grabbed my arm and shook me.

How annoying!

As I said, I was very tired.

And when people get tired, their patience disappears, and they become unable to handle things they would normally just ignore.

I coldly shook off Liena's touch.

"Liena, I'll be honest."

My inner feelings that had not been expressed until now poured out like a torrent.

"I don't like you. If I had to choose, you tend not to please me. So please disappear from my presence and never come back to me like this. Do you understand?"

At that moment...

"...?"

Any expression that could be called an expression disappeared from Liena's face.

One second, two seconds, time passed, and the expression did not return.

The shock was so great that the returner who had always played over other people's heads couldn't process her own emotions.

"...?"

"...?"

Tara and Matisse's reactions were not very different.

"Ah, I feel renewed inside."

I got up on my own with a casual attitude.

"I won't fire you. So, I'm leaving."

Of the three people who stood paralyzed, Matisse was the first to react.

"How dare you?!"

He growled and looked at me as if he were going to kill me.

"How dare you say such words to the lady?!"

And it was at the moment he tried to stop me by grabbing my arm.

"Ugh!"

Matisse fell grandly without even touching a hair of mine.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were there."

A polite but somewhat intimidating voice.

Terence was standing with his back to me, looking at Matisse.

I looked back and forth between Terence and the place he had just gotten up from.

"Since when have you been here?"

When I looked at the place where Terence was sitting, I couldn't see him because it was darkened by ornamental plants.

Did you really hear everything Liena and I said?

I thought he was following the man standing in front of the hotel, who was believed to be the marquis's servant.

"What's with those eyes?"

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

"You, mercenary, are looking at me with arrogant eyes!"

Matisse, who was already very angry with me, couldn't control his emotions and tried to draw his sword.

Terence's hand also went for the sword hanging from his waist.

But then...

"Stop!"

Liena, who had been silent until then, suddenly stood up.

"Stop it! Are you going to tarnish the reputation of Cassius?"

"Oh, no. My lady."

"I'm leaving! Follow me!"

Liena headed for the exit with a stiff expression on her face. She didn't even look at me or Terence.

Matisse smiled, and Tara gave me a quick look before following her mistress.

The commotion stopped.

"Are you okay?"

Terence asked.

"We were just talking, right?"

"You look very tired."

"I can go up and rest."

I bit my lip in embarrassment.

"I've shown you a not-so-good side due to family problems."

"Well, compared to my family, he was a noble."

Well, if you're bored, you can go face an assassin.

"I didn't know that your husband's family was the Cassius family."

"...I wasn't trying to hide it."

"There's no reason for you to tell me those things. But..."

The serious gaze tickled one side of my face.

"If the other person is Cassius, divorce will be difficult."

Is it because I'm tired?

I feel like complaining.

"In fact, it's possible that the divorce notification submitted to the court wasn't received correctly. There's a good chance it's sleeping in the administrator's drawer. Ah... getting divorced will be difficult."

Hey, what are you clinging to someone for?

Furthermore, it was a problem that should be calmly resolved through a transaction rather than emotional appeals sooner or later.

I changed the topic in a strangely obvious way.

"Did you have a good conversation with the colleague you saw earlier?"

"Yes."

"It seemed like he had urgent matters to attend to. May I ask what it was?"

"It wasn't anything special. He said someone came to my house and was waiting for me."

"Shouldn't you go quickly?"

It had been over an hour since Terence's servant came to visit.

"It's fine if I arrive a little late. I see him often anyway."

He replied calmly, but a question arose in my mind.

"Who is worthy of visiting Terence? And moreover, visiting him too frequently?"

According to the novel, he didn't have many close friends.

There are some people he met while wandering, but I don't think they would visit the Marquis's residence.

Moreover, although Terence doesn't like it, it seems the other person's status is high enough for a servant to rush to find him.

Wait a moment, could it be the emperor?

I wanted to believe it wasn't the case, but no matter how much I thought about it, the only thing that came to mind was the emperor.

"Tay, please go quickly."

"No, wait a bit..."

"I'm perfectly fine, so go quickly! Hurry!"

"Yes? Ah, understood."

Terence left the hotel under my pressure.

I looked at his back and lightly bit my lip.

"It's a little early, but..."

If the emperor really came to visit during this time, there was a high possibility he would talk to Terence about "that."

Enrollment in the imperial family.

The emperor must be planning to bring to light his son who has lived in the shadows for a long time.

Part 2

The smile that had been on Terence's face until he left the hotel gradually faded, but when he arrived at the Marquis's residence, it changed to a completely expressionless one.

Friheiden Residence.

A house that had been remodeled to be more luxurious than the old Marquis of Molo's mansion.

The outer walls and paths gleam as the residents sweep and clean them every day, and the garden is decorated year-round with carefully cultivated flowers by the gardener.

Still, why?

Why does it look worse than a hotel on the outskirts of the capital?

"Marquis!"

The name of the man who saw him while standing in front of the main gate and rushed out angrily is Jack.

A servant and assistant who had served him for nearly ten years.

"He said you would come immediately!"

Terence entered through the main gate, passing by Jack, who looked years older due to worry.

"What about His Majesty?"

"He's still in the hall."

"Shouldn't you have told him to return and not wait?"

"I told him! But he said he would definitely see the marquis."

Terence openly sighed and quickly walked to the main building.

"With that outfit...?"

"I didn't have time to change."

Soon, the door to the reception room located on the first floor of the main building opened.

"I greet His Majesty the Emperor."

The middle-aged man who was resting on an antique armchair got up when he saw Terence.

"I thought I was going to lose my mind while waiting."

A tone of approval rather than reprimand.

"I'm sorry. Because I was quite far away. If only he had notified me in advance..."

He placed a hand on Terence's shoulder as he knelt on one knee.

"It's enough. It's fine. There's too much formality between us."

Dominic, the twenty-third emperor of the Asteroth Empire, had the face of a kind father.

The emperor made Terence sit in front of him and looked him up and down carefully.

"It's nice to enjoy the freedom of youth, but how long do you plan to keep going out?"

"As for the outfit."

He unconsciously focused on the clothes he was wearing.

It's the clothes she bought.

["Don't go by the specs, and just choose. An employee's attire is the employer's face. I'll pay for everything."]

His first employer invested money in Terence without hesitation.

Not only was it not enough to receive new and beautiful clothes but also shoes and necessities.

If he says it's okay and rejects it, he often receives an indescribably warm look from her.

"He doesn't have that much greed, so I wonder how he can survive in such a harsh world. At times like this, you just have to accept it."

In the end, Terence was guided by her and spent a whole day shopping for his items.

Isn't it too kind?

He felt it from the moment he accepted as an escort a man he met for the first time...

"For some reason, it's hard to just sit and watch."

He can easily go through hardships because he trusts people too much.

Didn't his marriage fail once?

Before he knew it, any slight doubts or caution about Ethel that had arisen during their first encounter had completely disappeared from his mind.

He thought about the woman's fluffy pink hair and her prominent wristbones and uttered words that had no connection.

"Shouldn't a noble with nothing to do have the pleasure of seeing the world?"

The inner meaning is to mock myself for my situation where I have no choice but to stay in the shadows.

He often used this way of speaking when dealing with the emperor.

Usually, the emperor's attitude always softens out of pity for his son.

But this time it was a little different.


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