Don't Get Caught By Your Husband! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
‘It’s cool…’
Belladonna lowered her head slightly, having just been gazing at the distant sky, the occasional falling leaves, the knights resting far off, and the cheerful-looking servants.
She looked down at Escalion, who was now breathing evenly—had he really fallen asleep?
He looked much the same as when she’d met him last time on their way back west of the Papal See.
This man, who normally exuded a dangerous aura when awake, seemed far gentler in his sleep.
Strangely, the sleeping man struck her as resembling an innocent child.
Without realizing it, Belladonna reached out and gently traced his prominent brow ridge.
‘His eyebrows are really thick…’
They must be twice as thick as mine.
Lost in thoughtless admiration, she slowly moved her fingers along his forehead and then down his straight nose.
Now that she looked closely, she could understand why the maids always blushed whenever glancing his way.
‘He really is handsome.’
Her hand, which had paused briefly on his nose, gradually drifted lower.
Belladonna’s slender fingers finally touched his plump lips.
‘So soft…’
As if entranced, Belladonna lightly tapped his lips.
In an instant, his hand shot up and seized hers, and he sat upright with his eyes wide open.
Belladonna stared into the golden eyes now fixed right before her face.
Those golden eyes, which had been piercing through her a moment ago, curved into a gentle arc.
“My wife is a repeat offender.”
What—what’s he talking about!
Heat flooded Belladonna’s cheeks.
Escalion opened his mouth with a leisurely smile.
“Every chance you get, you fiddle with your husband, always groping about…”
When did I ever!
Belladonna, having completely forgotten she’d just been fondling his face, now blushed furiously.
She twisted her body, struggling to pull her captured hand free.
Escalion only smiled more deeply, leaning his face closer to hers.
“Can’t you wait just a little longer? We’ll reach the estate no later than four days from now.”
Belladonna shook her head vigorously with all her might.
No! No! I can wait!
At that moment, Escalion suddenly raised his hand and cupped her cheek.
“I can’t wait.”
His hot breath brushed against her, so close she could feel it.
Too startled to even breathe properly, Belladonna just stared at him.
“…”
In that instant, Escalion’s gaze turned serious.
Remembering their kiss at the wedding ceremony, Belladonna instinctively closed her eyes.
I—I don’t know what’s happening…!
“Your Highness! One of the horses pulling the carriage has been acting strange for a while now… Oh! I—I’m so sorry!”
Just then, one of the knights, who had approached carelessly from behind to report, let out a startled cry mid-sentence.
Seeing the noble couple pressed close together in an unmistakably intimate atmosphere, he leapt back in shock, spun around, and fled.
Startled by the knight’s sudden appearance, Belladonna snapped her eyes open wide and looked up at Escalion before her.
He wore an expression of deep irritation, his brows furrowed in annoyance.
“Haa…”
Heaving a quiet sigh, he slowly turned his head.
Then he glared at the knight with his dark-gleaming golden eyes.
“Do I really have to personally tend to one troublesome horse? If it’s acting up, soothe it or give it extra feed.”
“I—I’m sorry! I’ll do exactly as you say.”
“…Which horse is it, exactly?”
Despite his words, Escalion pulled away from her and turned his body.
Fully rising from his seat, he glanced back briefly at Belladonna, who was still sitting on the blanket, and spoke.
“Rest here a while longer. Without anyone bothering you, you’ll be able to relax better.”
Belladonna gave a small nod.
As he strode off following the flustered knight, she let out the breath she’d been holding and patted her chest.
Whew… That was close…
[This is the timeline separator]The carriage journey to the estate—a trip bordering on ascetic—finally neared its end three days later, deep into the night.
Without using the public portals stationed along the route, it would have taken far longer.
Belladonna gazed out the now-dark window at Escalion’s estate.
Griblata.
The name of the northern estate personally granted to Escalion by the Emperor—and the place where she would reside for the next three months.
“It’s too dark to see anything.”
Escalion, who had been sitting across from her with his eyes closed, slowly opened them and muttered.
“That’s probably for the best. There’s nothing worth seeing yet anyway.”
Ignoring his comment, Belladonna eagerly peered outside.
Though it was indeed very dark, the villagers had lit numerous lights to welcome their lord, allowing her to glimpse the simple, unadorned village scenery.
Despite the late hour, the villagers stood in orderly lines along the roadside, following the procession of carriages from their doorsteps.
Their bright smiles, cheerful chatter, and even the flower petals they tossed toward the knights in the dark were endearing and pleasant to watch.
‘It feels similar to the place I lived in my previous life.’
For some reason, the scene felt oddly familiar, and Belladonna found herself smiling unconsciously.
That place had been full of hardships—but also countless memories.
“…”
Escalion rested his chin on his arm against the windowsill, quietly watching her as she surveyed the view outside.
What could possibly be so fascinating and delightful?
Since earlier, she’d been turning her head this way and that like a child, curiously examining every nook and cranny—an amusing sight to behold.
So the Saintess of Astanya gives her heart away so easily to such trivial things, does she?
He snorted softly, yet couldn’t tear his eyes away from her.
Even in the dark night, her sparkling blue eyes kept pulling his gaze irresistibly.
The carriage passed through the villagers’ settlement and headed toward the castle nestled deep within.
Ahead, the knights could be heard exchanging words, and the massive castle gates creaked open with the sound of old wood.
After traveling further inside for quite some time, the carriage finally came to a complete stop before the castle’s main gate.
“My Lord, My Lady, thank you for enduring such a long journey.”
The elderly butler, who opened the carriage door for the couple, bowed his head.
Escalion leapt down first and extended his hand to Belladonna.
Belladonna grasped his large, firm hand—now familiar to her—and stepped down from the carriage.
“This man is the castle’s butler. He oversees all general affairs here, so if there’s anything you don’t understand, ask him.”
“My name is Wolf. I shall do my utmost to assist you, My Lady, as you settle into this place.”
Belladonna nodded with a bright smile.
Wolf, in return, offered her a gentle smile of his own.
He looks like such a kind old man…
“It’s very late. Please proceed directly to your chambers. I’ll have hot water prepared in the bath.”
“Yes, and be sure to give the knights and servants who’ve worked hard plenty of hot water and ample food as well.”
“Understood, My Lord.”
After giving Wolf a few additional brief instructions, Escalion released Belladonna’s hand and strode briskly up the stairs leading into the castle.
Once he disappeared, Cindy and the other maids gathered around her.
“My Lady, please follow us.”
Belladonna nodded and trailed behind them.
Following Cindy, who carefully watched over her, Belladonna entered the castle and was greeted by a lobby with high ceilings and an unexpectedly elegant ambiance.
Wow… Escalion’s taste is more refined than I thought?
Though her experience with luxurious residences was limited to the Papal See alone, even Belladonna—lacking any particular eye for decor—could tell his castle exuded a rather impressive atmosphere.
“My apologies. Because our lord remained unmarried and lived alone all this time… the castle is rather plain.”
Huh? This is considered plain?
Wolf, who had followed behind them, noticed Belladonna’s expression and spoke up.
“No matter how often we suggested renovations, he never paid us any heed… And since we’ve never laid hands on it ourselves, from now on, My Lady, you’re free to rearrange and decorate the castle however you please.”
But I don’t even know how to do that…
“I shall summon merchants for you soon, so please take your time looking things over.”
Wolf added politely.
Belladonna swept her gaze once more across the spacious lobby.
No matter how she looked at it, this hardly seemed “plain”…
“My Lady, let’s head upstairs to the second floor.”
Belladonna turned her eyes from the lobby and nodded to Cindy, moving toward the central staircase leading to the second floor.
The heavy carpet covering the stairs, the beautiful landscape paintings and ornaments adorning the surroundings, and even the neat vases placed just right here and there…
This interior hardly looked like something crafted by Escalion, who had been a knight.
‘…Did someone already carefully prepare all this before I arrived?’
With a puzzled expression, Belladonna followed Cindy up the stairs.
“This way.”
Cindy pointed to a room with its door open on the right side of the second-floor corridor.
Inside stood a spacious, mostly empty chamber: a large window facing outward, a bed positioned toward it, a vanity, a few small shelves, and an entrance leading to the bathroom.
“This will be your quarters from now on. You can gradually fill this space according to your own tastes.”
Belladonna gave an awkward smile and nodded.
“You must be exhausted from the long journey. Let me help you undress—please sit over there in front of the vanity.”
Belladonna obediently sat down before the nearly brand-new vanity chair.
‘It’s different from before… when I’d just sit quietly and smile without saying a word…’
Belladonna sighed inwardly.
Back at the Papal See, all she had to do was sit still, smile, and nod—everything would be taken care of.
After all, she wasn’t allowed to have opinions there; all she needed was to stay in her place and smile as the Pope commanded.
‘But this place is completely different.’
Though it was only for three months, Belladonna had now become the mistress of this castle.
Even if she wanted to do nothing, it was obvious the head maid and servants would constantly ask for her input on various matters.
‘I’ll probably need to write down my opinions on paper to communicate effectively…’
While pondering the best way to express herself, Belladonna stared at her reflection in the mirror.
The maids busily removed her hair ornaments and began unfastening the buttons at the back of her dress.
As she sat quietly, boredom crept in, and Belladonna unconsciously reached out to open the vanity drawer.
Shlurk.
“…”
Huh? What’s this?
Belladonna stared into the drawer with a bewildered look.
Inside the space she’d expected to be empty lay a necklace, exquisitely crafted with dazzling, ornate rubies.
“…”
And it was clearly a necklace that someone had worn before.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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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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