Don't Get Caught By Your Husband! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
The wedding preparations proceeded smoothly and quickly.
Belladonna, who anyway just sat quietly nodding and smiling without offering any particular opinions, had no real objections regarding the wedding either.
‘I don’t really know much about these things…’
Belladonna sat in a chair in the bridal waiting room, fiddling with her wedding dress made of soft, smooth fabric.
Lifting her head, she quietly gazed at her reflection in the mirror hanging on the wall, now fully transformed into the perfect bride.
The gleaming wedding gown perfectly highlighted her long, straight neck, deep collarbones, slender arms, and delicate waist.
Her brilliant silver hair cascaded down her back, hidden beneath the veil, and her azure eyes contrasted beautifully against the white dress—so stunning that anyone who saw her would be utterly entranced.
‘Even I have to admit I really am beautiful…’
Belladonna ran her fingers over the lace veil flowing down her back, newly impressed by the keen eye and skill of the Papal Palace maids.
“Saintess, it’s time to proceed to the chapel.”
At that moment, a maid standing by the door of the bridal waiting room bowed her head and spoke.
Belladonna smiled gently at her and nodded. The maid, who had been staring at Belladonna with a momentarily dazed expression, approached and lifted the trailing lace veil to cover her face.
As her vision became faintly obscured, Belladonna finally felt the surreal wedding ceremony becoming real.
She clutched her heart, which had started beating faster with inexplicable tension, and rose from her seat.
The solemn chapel had been transformed overnight into a charming wedding venue. Elegant veils hung naturally from the ceiling, creating an air of grace.
Belladonna marveled once again at the Pope’s efficiency as she surveyed the chapel filled with guests—mostly high-ranking nobles, several of whom seemed to be regular visitors who often came to see her.
Do they feel regret knowing I’ll marry and leave for that man’s territory?
They probably will… now that their emotional trash bin is gone.
“Bella.”
At that moment, a deep voice landed softly in her ears.
Bella? Who would call me by such a name…?
Turning toward the unfamiliar voice, she saw Escalion Diete, his dark hair neatly combed back and dressed in a black formal suit.
Oh…
“Why so surprised? Ah, was it too soon to use an affectionate nickname?”
Escalion approached her with a dangerous smile playing on his lips.
As he drew closer, the distinct warmth and rich scent of a man enveloped her.
Belladonna froze, unable to move under the sudden rush of nervousness, anxiety, and a faint trace of fear.
“But can you actually see clearly through this?”
Escalion, looking down at her, casually reached out to fiddle with the lace veil covering her eyes.
Belladonna jumped back in alarm.
Y-you can’t lift the veil before the ceremony, you idiot…!
Escalion chuckled softly as he watched Belladonna scramble hastily backward.
“So you do know how to show disapproval.”
“…”
“Should I call that a relief?”
Belladonna tightened her grip on the bouquet.
He was uncomfortable.
It wasn’t just because of his unusually large frame and intimidating appearance—it was especially those golden eyes brimming with unreadable curiosity.
‘I can’t see clearly through this veil, but I have no idea what on earth he’s thinking…’
Unlike Belladonna, who felt uneasy and flustered, Escalion beside her remained calm and relaxed.
After briefly adjusting his uncomfortably tight tie, he suddenly offered her his arm.
“The ceremony seems about to begin soon.”
Belladonna looked down at his thick forearm, then cautiously placed her hand through his arm.
Wow… so solid…
She silently marveled at his arm—touching it felt like resting her hand on a hard log rather than a person.
“Why are you fiddling with it so much?”
Huh?
Belladonna turned, startled. W-what? Who’s doing what?
Escalion looked down at her with his usual playful smirk.
“Don’t rush. You can freely grope your husband later—in the bedroom after the ceremony.”
W-what did you just say, you pervert!
Belladonna immediately yanked her hand off his arm.
Amused by her dramatic reaction, Escalion let out a low, muffled laugh.
Belladonna glared at him, feeling heat instantly rise to her face beneath the veil.
“Now, let us begin the wedding ceremony.”
The Pope’s voice echoed from inside the chapel.
Belladonna swallowed once and carefully placed her hand back on his arm.
Focusing hard not to move a muscle.
“Before the wedding ceremony begins, we announce the marriage of Sir Escalion Diete, First Knight of the Eleanor Empire, and Lady Belladonna Brielle, daughter of the Brielle family.”
Following the Pope’s solemn declaration, a soft murmur of admiration rippled through the guests.
Belladonna, staring at the backs of their heads, let out a cold, inward scoff.
“Today, the generous goodwill you, our honored guests and faithful, have shown toward this wedding will be delivered to the Papal Palace and used to aid those in need.”
Ha.
Sure, he says it’ll go to the Papal Palace—but in truth, he’s just keeping all the wedding gifts for himself, isn’t he?
Belladonna let out a tiny, bitter laugh and quickly closed her mouth.
At that moment, Escalion, standing beside her, leaned down and whispered softly into her ear.
“Seems His Holiness is quite greedy.”
Huh? Belladonna looked up at him.
But Escalion straightened up as if nothing had happened and stared straight ahead into the chapel once more.
“Now, let us call forward the protagonists of today’s wedding ceremony: Sir Escalion Diete and Saintess Belladonna Brielle.”
As the Pope’s voice ended, the chapel doors, previously half-open, swung fully wide.
Simultaneously, the Papal Palace orchestra began playing a beautiful melody that filled the chapel.
Unconsciously leaning on Escalion beside her, Belladonna stepped onto the straight wedding aisle.
It felt as though every single person in the packed chapel was watching her.
With indescribable feelings swirling within, she walked down the aisle and stopped before the Pope standing on the dais at its end.
“Our almighty God has spoken.”
The Pope opened his mouth.
Ugh, already boring.
“He said that the bond between husband and wife is a thick, unbreakable connection.”
Yet you’ll be the one trying to sever it in just a few months.
“God has graciously joined Sir Escalion Diete, the groom, and Lady Belladonna Diete, the bride, as husband and wife. Let us now pray for this newlywed couple before us.”
“Let us pray.”
Following the Pope’s lead, the guests echoed in unison.
Afterward, the Pope recited a few more formal prayers, and the guests responded in chorus with phrases like, “Hear our prayer.”
Just as she was starting to lose focus, the Pope declared in a slightly louder voice,
“Finally, the groom shall lift the bride’s veil to confirm her face and exchange the vow kiss. By gazing into each other’s truthful eyes, they shall be proclaimed true husband and wife.”
“Proclaimed.”
Escalion, who had been facing the Pope, turned toward Belladonna.
With both hands, he grasped the lace veil cascading over her face and slowly lifted it upward.
Belladonna blinked as her long-restricted vision finally cleared.
“…”
Beneath the gradually lifting veil, dazzling golden eyes emerged.
She’d somehow expected him to wear his usual playful smirk, but unexpectedly, his expression was serious and composed.
Belladonna unconsciously drew in a breath, unable to look away from his calm golden gaze.
Escalion, too, stood still, quietly gazing into her deep blue eyes as if entranced.
His thick Adam’s apple visibly bobbed.
“Please exchange the vow kiss.”
Since the newlyweds stood silently staring blankly at each other, the impatient Pope urged them once more.
Only then did Escalion gently cup both her cheeks and lower his head toward her.
Unable to keep watching as he drew closer, Belladonna tightly shut her eyes and pressed her lips together.
For the briefest moment, warm, soft lips settled gently upon hers.
“By this, we proclaim that these two are now truly husband and wife.”
“Wow…!”
At the end of the solemn ceremony, cheers erupted loudly around her.
Yet louder than the voices of the crowd or the orchestra filling her ears was the pounding of her own heartbeat reverberating through her entire body.
Belladonna unconsciously bit her lower lip.
Though he quickly pulled away, the lingering warmth and sensation of his lips seemed to remain far longer than expected.
[This is the timeline separator]“Congratulations on your marriage, Captain!”
Escalion, who had just changed clothes in the groom’s waiting room after the ceremony, turned toward the voice.
Hazel, a knight who had entered without hesitation, grinned as he spoke.
Without even properly answering him, Escalion tossed aside the formal suit that had been tightly constricting his body.
“When do we depart for the territory?”
“Probably tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? So soon? No! You must consider Saintess—I mean, my lady!”
Hazel exclaimed loudly.
Escalion raised an eyebrow and spoke.
“Why? The wedding’s already over.”
“Think about it! My lady is leaving Astania, where she’s lived nearly her whole life, to go to Griblata—a place where she knows no one. She deserves time to bid farewell to those she’s grown attached to and say goodbye to the Papal Palace!”
At Hazel’s words, Escalion quietly recalled Belladonna.
The pale, flustered woman he’d first met at the Papal Palace—and again today at the wedding.
She didn’t seem particularly fond of staying at the Papal Palace anyway.
“Then we’ll go the day after tomorrow.”
“Wow, you truly are generous—giving her just one extra day.”
At Hazel’s sarcastic remark, Escalion frowned and turned away.
“Annoying. How much more do I have to think? All I want is to leave this sweltering city as soon as possible—even a single day sooner.”
Now dressed in comfortable clothes, Escalion grumbled as he strode out of the groom’s waiting room, with Hazel quickly following behind.
“But still…!”
“Why on earth did His Holiness choose someone like him as a son-in-law?”
At that moment, voices of nobles drifted over from the other side of the wall between the groom’s waiting room and the chapel.
“With Saintess’s beauty and character, I thought she’d marry into the imperial family at least.”
Escalion abruptly halted his quick steps.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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Chapter Comments (2)
Belladonna is thrilled to see the sea, but she’s also surprised by her husband Escalion’s attitude towards her. The story unfolds, revealing different facets of their personalities.- Without Belladonna realizing it, she’s slowly forming fond memories with Escalion, but doubt lingers. The painting of the two of them is leaving a lasting impression on her.
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