Don't Obsess Over A Married Woman - Chapter 4

“Then I will take my leave so as not to disturb the family’s time. Once again, I pray for the deceased’s peace. Duchess, Young Duke.”

“Thank you for taking the trouble to come, Count Alperon.”

Kardiel expressed his gratitude to Lord Joseph as the chief mourner. With that, Lord Joseph’s condolence visit was supposed to end.

No, that’s what I thought would happen.

Crash! Clatter!

A loud noise that sounded like something breaking came from the direction of the hallway outside the room.

Kardiel, Lord Joseph, and I, along with the servants present, were all startled and turned towards the door simultaneously.

“What’s going on?”

Alarmed by the unusual sound, the servants rushed out first.

As I was wondering if I should go out to check the situation, Kardiel spoke.

“I’ll go and check, Stepmother.”

“Alright, do that.”

“Count Alperon, please wait here for a moment.”

“I will do so.”

We couldn’t send a guest away without knowing what was happening outside. Inevitably, Lord Joseph had to wait with me for a while.

“Please sit here and wait, Lord Joseph.”

I didn’t think anything serious had happened, but it would likely take some time to resolve.

I offered Lord Joseph a seat, and he accepted without hesitation, sitting in a chair at an appropriate distance from me.

At that moment, our eyes met.

“…?”

What should I say?

Suddenly, the air around us felt strangely awkward.

It was different from feeling uncomfortable with silence.

No matter how introverted I am, I’ve been in high society for over a decade. How could I have difficulty with casual conversation?

But this feeling was hard to put into words.

It was as if Lord Joseph’s red eyes were meticulously examining every inch of me, creating an eerie sensation.

Why? Did I do something wrong?

No, am I really feeling this correctly?

“That time…”

Abruptly, the awkward silence was broken by my words.

“I mean, in the lounge at the reception hall on the day the social season began, Lord Joseph.”

“Yes, I remember that day.”

“What did you mean by what you said to me then?”

Fortunately, once I started speaking, it wasn’t difficult to process my thoughts into words.

Above all, I was very curious about what happened then.

At the time, I brushed it off as a joke, but everything he said actually came true.

If my husband had been murdered by someone, I would have suspected Lord Joseph.

But what happened before my eyes was clearly an accident.

The suggestion to put the children to bed early was also significant.

If the children had been awake to witness the chaos at the moment of my husband’s death.

How could they have coped with such a shock at their young age?

Thinking that far, naturally, a chilling question arose.

How could Lord Joseph be so certain that such a thing would happen? And how could he advise putting the children to bed early?

‘He’s not a prophet or anything.’

Currently, we live in an age where prophecy and magic have vanished into historical relics. Of course, that possibility was ruled out.

“You predicted my husband’s death accurately, didn’t you?”

At that question, Lord Joseph closed his mouth with a strange expression, and I stared at him as if urging him to answer.

After a moment, Lord Joseph slightly narrowed his eyes.

“That’s not all I know, Madam.”

“Pardon?”

I couldn’t understand what he meant right away. Lord Joseph continued speaking.

“For instance, I know that in exactly 1 hour and 10 minutes from now, two mourners who don’t get along will arrive simultaneously. And I also know that you will find yourself in a very difficult situation because of their positions.”

“…?”

“Of course, this much could be predicted by anyone if several coincidences overlapped. Still, this event would be the quickest way to prove to you that I know the future. So, should I tell you about a more distant future?”

Wait, wait.

“Are you really saying you know the future?”

“Quite accurately, yes.”

Because it was such an unrealistic story, I stupidly asked again.

“That can’t be. How could such a thing be possible?”

I can guarantee that this was the first time in my life I’ve acted so foolishly. I continued to blurt out what I wanted to say.

“Above all, I don’t understand why Lord Joseph would tell me such things. If I had such an ability, I would use it more effectively. For example, preventing major and fatal events that will occur in the future, or investing in places likely to yield profits…”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing now.”

“What did you say?”

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

“First of all, the reason such a thing is possible is because I have that kind of ability. I know you might think I’m a fraud, but I can’t deny an ability that clearly exists.”

“What… You’re speaking as if Lord Joseph is some kind of prophet or something.”

“Rather than that…”

After pondering for a moment, he said.

“It would be more accurate to call me a ‘regressor’. Since I’ve rewound time several times, it’s not particularly difficult to remember what will happen in the future.”

What is he talking about now?

I had never even heard the term ‘regressor’ before.

“And the reason I’m telling you this, Duchess Daiern, is, as you said, to invest where it would be most beneficial to me.”

“In other words, are you saying that I am your investment target, Lord Joseph?”

“Precisely.”

Even after hearing that, I could only blink my eyes in bewilderment.

As if to give me time to gather my thoughts, Lord Joseph looked around with a relaxed smile.

Soon, he fixed his gaze on my husband’s coffin and said.

“Trust is crucial in a deal. You might find it difficult to believe my words yet, so it would be better if I prove it to you further.”

And so, I came to hear from Lord Joseph about several events that would occur in the future.

Kardiel returned to the room around that time.

“It seems that Father’s decorative armor displays in the hallway have fallen over, Stepmother.”

It wasn’t a major incident, but it was quite significant.

Upon hearing that the cleanup was finished, Lord Joseph stood up. It was time to see the guest off.

It was exactly as Lord Joseph had said.

Precisely about an hour after he left. Two people who weren’t on good terms with me barged in simultaneously.

This is really troublesome. I thought they wouldn’t come.

“Ahem, hem. First, let me express my condolences. I too am grief-stricken at losing a brother, so I can only imagine how great your sorrow must be, Madam.”

“Lieselotte, you must be greatly distressed.”

One person is from the collateral line of the Daiern family, and the other is my elder brother from my maiden family.

“Thank you for coming to see my husband off on his final journey, Baron Baden. And Landgritz Viscount. Please forgive my rudeness in receiving you seated due to my injury.”

For reference, originally these two were not at all in the bad relationship that Lord Joseph had mentioned.

Rather, they could be called staunch allies.

In the case of my elder brother, the Landgritz Viscount, he inherited his title thanks to marrying me into the ducal family.

Baron Baden obtained his current position as Chairman of the Privy Council with the dowry my brother provided for me.

That was the extent of the relationship between the two that I knew. But Lord Joseph told a completely different story.

He said that the relationship between the two had completely fallen apart due to the death of Duke Daiern.

When I heard it, I thought it couldn’t be true, but…

‘It seems that statement was true after all.’

Although the two entered at the same time, the look in their eyes as they gazed at each other was that of mortal enemies.

This must be exactly what it means when they say sparks fly between people’s eyes.

With faces full of wariness towards each other, they entered the room where my husband lay, and even spent a while in a battle of nerves over who would pay respects first.

So it was quite a struggle to mediate.

“Lieselotte, come and see me for a moment.”

Moreover, that wasn’t the end of it.

Right after laying lilies on my husband’s coffin, my elder brother spoke to me with a solemn face.

Baron Baden gritted his teeth with a look that said he had lost the initiative again.

“Speak here, Brother. It’s difficult for me to move right now due to my ankle injury.”

“Ha, Lieselotte. It’s just going to the next room. How can you be so lazy? How will you be able to take responsibility and lead the ducal family in the future? Becoming the head of a family is by no means an easy task.”

Ah, really, why is he being so annoying?

Is he trying to give me the thrilling experience of losing face in front of his nephew and in-law whom he hasn’t seen in a long time?

“I’ll go to the next room with Baron Baden, Stepmother.”

“Well… I suppose so. I also had something to say to my nephew anyway. I, being more broad-minded and magnanimous, should yield.”

“…Kar. Will you do that?”

“Baron Baden. I’ll guide you this way.”

My brother is really lucky. To have such a good nephew like Kardiel.

Although Baron Baden had said he would move, he looked disgruntled as if he had lost some kind of power struggle.

Soon the door closed, and I was left alone with my elder brother.

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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