‘I needed time to adapt to this world as well. I didn’t have the confidence to say it was okay to talk about it.’
A woman from an enemy family with prophetic abilities?
It was undoubtedly strange.
So, Atia had been passing through various excuses until now.
Cascus assumed she had her reasons.
“It’s not everything, but do you see rare things often?”
“Yes.”
“Alright. It seems like that.”
“But our destiny can change based on our actions.”
Atia turned to face Cascus.
Cascus also turned his head towards Atia and smiled.
“I don’t know about others, but I’m curious about what will happen to us. The dukedom and all…”
People are always anxious. Because they can’t predict the future. It’s because they can’t prepare for it.
Atia couldn’t bring herself to reveal the future to him.
Originally, you would have died, and the Wellingtons would have vanished. Hydege and Leo would have been on the brink of death by now.
Knowing that fact and not knowing it are like heaven and earth.
What is fate?
So, isn’t she making an effort to change it?
“It will work out as long as we try.”
Atia delivered a meaningful message without specifying it.
“Fate is something you create.”
Cascus didn’t ask any further.
A moment of silence ensued.
He realized that the phrase ‘fate is something you create’ did not necessarily imply a favorable outcome.
The fact that Atia was making an effort to change that outcome was also apparent.
Cascus turned completely towards Atia. Her silver hair shimmered in the moonlight.
Cascus reached out and gently swept her hair with his hand. The silky-soft strands touched his fingertips.
“Now we’ll have to wait and see how the Crown Prince will turn out.”
“How do you think he’ll turn out?”
“Well…”
Atia lightly smiled at his response.
When Atia asked Owen in the cave to release the black magic, he seemed unsure of its meaning. If he accepted it, it would mean admitting that he, too, had used black magic.
[Dash] Instead, I can investigate the background for you.If Owen feels that Atia is a necessary presence, he will do his best to save her. Atia delved into that aspect.
When reading the novel, Owen seemed like a protagonist who acted on his own terms. However, upon meeting him, he was a man filled with inferiority and grand ambitions.
Owen didn’t want anything to hinder his path.
Atia found a way to deal with Owen.
Understanding his defense mechanism and fulfilling his ambitions wouldn’t be too difficult.
“It will work out. I have a good feeling about it.”
Atia raised her eyebrows and said.
In the silence that followed, with their eyes meeting on the bed, a brief tension lingered.
In a space where only the two of them existed.
Even in the brief silence, the atmosphere became tense with a strange tension.
Cascus’s face, bathed in moonlight, openly exuded vitality.
Thick eyebrows, sharp nose, veiled jawline. His decisively red lips seemed to attract Atia like a magnet.
‘Oh, my. Look at him, he’s becoming more attractive….’
Atia swallowed hard. But she couldn’t take her eyes off Cascus’s face. No, she couldn’t.
Though she had never properly dated anyone, being caught up in exercise and love, meeting Cascus allowed her to understand what it felt like to experience various emotions associated with love.
Just looking at him made her tremble and feel excited, those various emotions she could feel with Cascus.
“Time is passing too quickly.”
Unable to bear the awkwardness, Atia threw out a comment.
“I don’t know how much longer I can live, but even if I open a fitness center and die, don’t I have to change the size of the coffin? It’s so unfair to be considered a small size like this; I feel like I’ll wander the afterlife in discomfort……”
Cascus raised an eyebrow.
“Are you already worried about the size of the coffin?”
“Oh, of course, I’m worried… It’s the last path a person takes. Wouldn’t you be worried if you were a duke?”
Cascus couldn’t understand her thought process, but he could guess what Atia was worried about.
“Don’t worry. Even if I have to break my own lifespan into halves, I’ll give it to you.”
To be honest, Atia hadn’t fully grasped what love was.
“Is that possible…?”
“If it’s possible, I’ll gladly give it.”
“Even half…? Duke, aren’t you afraid of losing your life?”
“Not at all.”
“Well, thanks for the words.”
Cascus embraced Atia.
“How can you believe me?”
The sound of his heartbeat was audible.
Cascus’s embrace was warm. It felt like soothing her exhausted body after a day of outdoor activities.
“Yes?”
“How can you believe me, in my words?”
“Well… I believe you even now.”
“Lie.”
Atia blinked rapidly in his embrace.
Since when did Cascus fall for me like this?
What he said didn’t seem like an empty promise. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be angry like this.
“I still know you can’t fully trust me.”
“…”
“How can you believe me?”
His voice sounded somewhat sad.
Despite Cascus being her husband, the fact remained that he would eventually leave her side.
To avoid being hurt by this fact, Atia had gradually denied it.
There must be a reason why this man treats me well.
Atia had believed that Cascus would fall deeply for the original female lead, Hari, whether Atia wanted it or not.
Did that sentiment also reach him?
Cascus knew that Atia couldn’t fully accept him.
Atia pushed Cascus slightly away and slipped out of his embrace.
“…”
“…”
In his blue and cool eyes, Cascus looked at Atia.
What could be felt within was nothing but affection.
It was a genuine feeling of liking. An overflowing emotion that even a blind person could sense.
No one except Atia existed inside Cascus’s walls.
Cascus was ardently longing for Atia. With a fervent gaze as if there was no place for the original female lead to stand, an intense look.
Atia, who was carefully examining Cascus’s face, slightly parted her lips. Between her lips, white teeth were faintly revealed.
In the strangely provocative appearance of Atia, Cascus’s gaze subtly changed.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
