As we entered the facility, I prepared to cover April’s eyes if necessary. Fortunately, a rabbit form should be easy to cover with one hand, so it was fortunate…
“Let go! Let go of me! I’d rather die! I want to die!!”
The situation was far more severe than expected. People tried to restrain Olivier from both sides, but he continued to thrash around, causing a commotion.
His face was tear-streaked, and his eyes were bloodshot and swollen.
‘Shouldn’t he see a specialist for this…?’
I heard that there were doctors who specialized in psychological treatment in this world. The problem was that they weren’t available at Solzberry Castle.
“T-That’s Gre…?”
Just as Olivier turned in our direction, he discovered Greian and widened his eyes.
As she approached, the rabbit in my arms revealed its front teeth and let out a fierce growl.
Olivier, despite being frightened by the rabbit, continued to narrow the distance, step by step.
Finally reaching Greian, she began to plead with a somewhat desperate expression.
“Greian, is it Greian? Please tell me it’s him… I won’t do that again… I’ll really behave from now on…”
Watching her, I felt annoyed, but at the same time, a part of me pitied her.
What kind of circumstances could lead a person to lose their mind like this?
“Olivier Thérèse.”
“…!”
Greian’s chilly voice cut through the silence. His gaze toward Olivier carried clear sympathy, but that was all. His attitude of drawing a line was as sharp as a blade.
“I am not your husband.”
“Ah… Ugh…”
“Look straight at me. Was your husband like me, with black hair and gray eyes?”
“Uh…!”
Olivier, who had been hesitating, slumped into a chair. Her eyes were scrutinizing Greian’s face persistently, as if searching for traces of someone else.
“Gr… Re…uh…”
Eventually, Olivier’s complexion turned to despair, and she broke into sobs, sitting on the floor.
“Uuugh…! Uuugh…!”
The desolate sound of her crying echoed through the room. Those who watched her made awkward expressions, sighing or sighing deeply. There was no one willing to step forward to console her.
After that incident, Olivier seemed to have regained some sanity.
She no longer mistook Greian for her husband, and she didn’t cause trouble or make a fuss anymore.
However, it was evident that she still needed treatment.
I heard about Greian’s decision one late Thursday morning.
“A protective facility…?”
“Yes, it’s in Diamant Cité, and it seems there’s a doctor specializing in psychological therapy volunteering there. It’s a good thing. They were so mentally unstable.”
Listening to Anna while she combed my hair, I blinked blankly as I looked into the mirror.
In the mirror, I wore a completely blank expression.
‘Is it okay to send the members of the Inquisition Committee away so quickly…?’
After contemplating all morning, I finally went to ask Greian about it.
And I could hear more detailed information.
“The ordinary believers have absolutely no knowledge about the Inquisition Committee. Keeping them in Solzberry Castle is meaningless, so we decided to transfer them to a protective facility. Of course, we’ll continue to send guards for surveillance.”
“I see… What about the others who were being interrogated by Arwin? Especially that soldier who claimed to be a noble from Ainstain.”
At that moment, another familiar voice intervened.
“I still have them in custody.”
It was none other than Arwin.
Appearing out of nowhere, he approached with his black, flowing hair and casually sat down on the sofa.
Then, in his usual nonchalant manner, he spoke.
“Who knows, I might extract something useful later. I’m also considering a plan to use them. We need to find out who is behind the Inquisition Committee, gather concrete evidence.”
I nodded quietly, expressing my consent. For some reason, Arwin, after staring at me in a somewhat mysterious way, suddenly asked a question.
“Your Grace, did you send a refusal to King Ainstain’s divorce order?”
“Not yet. I plan to send it around today or tomorrow, right, Greian?”
Turning to Greian for confirmation, he nodded and slowly approached me.
Then, carefully but firmly grasping my hand, he spoke.
“Let’s send it today, right away.”
“Uh, is that okay?”
He seemed to be considering a lot of things. Is it okay to make such a sudden decision?
As if reading my doubts, Greian gently brushed my hand with his thumb and smiled softly. Although it was undoubtedly an affectionate smile, there was a strangely dangerous feeling about it.
“Preparations are sufficient. So, Your Grace, you don’t need to worry.”
“Well, I’m relieved, but…”
Meanwhile, Arwin was standing there with a dumbfounded expression, holding back his laughter. Ignoring Arwin, Greian and I went to the table and sat facing each other.
Well, we intended to sit facing each other, but due to Greian dragging a chair and coming to my side, we ended up sitting side by side.
…Being like this, it’s fluttering again. Just sitting together makes my heart flutter. We’ve spent many times lying side by side, sleeping together.
‘They say falling in love makes you a fool, and I feel like I’m exactly that.’
Anyway, we peacefully exchanged opinions and continued to write the letter.
Did it take about 30 minutes to finish writing it all? It was faster than I thought, probably thanks to Greian and our good understanding. Perhaps we are a match made in heaven…!
‘Thinking like that might be too presumptuous…’
I continued to strain my lips, trying to maintain a serious expression while carefully sealing the letter.
Now, all that was left was for this letter to be delivered to King Ainstain.
Three days have passed since sending the letter.
There was no response from King Ainstain, no reply, no retaliatory military action.
‘It’s too quiet, and it’s even more ominous.’
The content of the letter sent to the king was briefly summarized as ‘Divorce? No!’ Naturally, I expected some nasty reaction or interference, but… Why is it so quiet? What is he planning?
‘Hmm…’
While sitting by the window, covering myself with a knee blanket and gazing out at the desolate winter garden landscape, a knock resounded.
Tap-tap―.
Along with the knocking sound, an unwelcome voice of an intruder echoed from outside the door.
“Lady Duke, it’s Arwin Riventium. Could you spare me a moment?”
…?
I froze stiff in the same posture, still facing the door.
What’s this all of a sudden…?
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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