How To Escape From A Devilish Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
Until this moment, it had felt as though she were plummeting off a cliff and swept away by a raging current.
Her father had suddenly died, her family had fallen into ruin, and she had even married a man who looked so much like Ioan.
Whenever she fell asleep, the mansion drenched in blood appeared in her dreams; and when she woke, she couldn’t tell whether she was still dreaming or not.
“A dream… just a dream…”
Delphine suddenly turned her head and gazed toward the mansion standing beside the garden.
Her vision wavered for a moment, and she nearly mistook the mansion for being stained in blood.
“My lady? You look terribly pale—are you quite all right?”
But that sensation lasted only a moment.
Delphine, without even realizing she’d tightly shut her eyes, gathered her courage and slowly opened them again.
The mansion remained peaceful—neither stained in blood nor filled with sorrowful weeping.
“A dream… No.”
Delphine’s emerald eyes began to burn once more with their original brilliance.
She couldn’t remain bound forever by the wretched hallucinations of that day.
“He’ll be late again today, I suppose?”
“Huh? My lady? Why would you say that all of a sudden…?”
“There’s something I need you to do… Keep watch for me.”
“Me?”
Having made up her mind, Delphine swept her dress and headed toward the mansion.
[This is the timeline separator]Delphine walked toward the third-floor study with resolute, unwavering steps.
Her father’s death hadn’t truly saddened her.
From the beginning, their father-daughter relationship had been marked more by loathing and fear than affection.
Her grief over losing her father had quickly passed; she had barely escaped with her life, though in humiliation.
But should she be satisfied merely with having survived?
Yes, she certainly could be.
Her current life wasn’t all that different from before.
After all, her father had forbade her from going out before marriage, fearing scandal.
Thus, she could simply stay quiet, pretend ignorance, cover up every suspicion, and never pry into the man’s true identity.
Delphine knew perfectly well that such a path—merely prolonging her life—existed.
She understood there was a way to survive by shutting her eyes and plugging her ears.
…but that wasn’t the way she wished to live.
Her unwavering pride would never allow such a cowardly existence.
She didn’t want to die—but neither did she wish to merely exist like the dead while clinging to life.
Clenching her pale fist until her veins showed, Delphine swiftly ascended the stairs.
“Oh dear…”
Anna, struggling to keep up with her mistress’s swift stride, muttered quietly in dismay.
“There it goes again… that fiery temperament…”
That very temper her late master had tirelessly tried to tame.
Every time the young mistress acted like this, she inevitably ended up in serious trouble…
The elderly nursemaid hurriedly climbed the stairs, chasing after the ripple of red hair.
[This is the timeline separator]Just as expected.
Anna’s premonition proved correct once more.
“My—my lady! On the very start of your honeymoon… What if you collapse from shock?!”
Anna cried out in alarm, trying desperately to stop her, but Delphine was already resolute and unwavering.
“I’ll take full responsibility—don’t worry.”
Unlike the flustered Anna, the bold Betty wore a determined look.
“Be careful, my lady. I’ll signal you if anyone approaches.”
Delphine gave them a slight nod in the hallway, then carefully stepped into the study.
The room used by the mansion’s master.
Previously, it had belonged to her father.
Delphine paused briefly before the door, surveying the room with sharp eyes.
The wallpaper, the deep crimson carpet, and the bookshelves lining the walls remained exactly as before.
Only a massive mahogany desk and chair, seemingly tailored to the man’s size, had been newly placed inside.
Delphine slowly approached the desk.
The furniture, much like its owner, boasted an unnecessary air of intimidation.
On top of it, stacks of documents were arranged with military precision.
“The records of that day’s incident must be here somewhere…”
Delphine picked up the documents and quickly scanned their contents.
From the start, it was hard to believe her father had staged a rebellion.
In this empire where the Emperor wielded absolute power? Her father, who’d always been so cautious of the imperial family?
Hadn’t he spent his entire life trying to become part of the royal family through her?
Yet, among the alphabetically sorted documents, she found no clues whatsoever.
Delphine carefully rearranged the papers and swiftly turned her gaze back to the room.
There had to be some document or clue tucked away somewhere, detailing the incident…
“Del. Learn this, just in case… for when you someday stand at the heart of it all.”
Until her very last moment, her mother had taught her things no other noble young lady had ever heard or seen.
For example, how to find objects someone had hidden—or conversely, how to conceal herself.
She’d even secretly learned swordsmanship to escape her father’s watchful eyes.
As a child, everything she did with her mother had felt like playful fun.
Later, once she’d grown older, she’d guessed that “the heart of it all” must refer to the imperial court.
After all, her father had always desperately wanted to use her to join the imperial family.
But now, thinking back, there were countless oddities.
Why would someone destined to become a docile canary in the imperial palace need to learn swordsmanship?
As one example, her father had gone to such lengths to suppress her fiery temperament.
‘Now I can never ask her.’
Why her mother had always looked at her with such sorrowful eyes.
What those occasional shouts from the inner chambers had meant.
Why her father had suddenly grown cold and distant toward her one day.
“…Perhaps, Mother, did you foresee a day like this would come?”
Muttering quietly, Delphine meticulously searched every corner of the study.
She tapped suspicious-looking wooden panels and scrutinized the books on the shelves.
But the massive mahogany desk received her closest attention.
“No matter how large he is, does a desk really need to be this enormous?”
Delphine opened each unlocked drawer one by one, calculating carefully where a secret compartment might be hidden within the huge piece of furniture.
Most drawers were empty.
“Could he be using another study elsewhere…?”
Just as Delphine was about to give up and opened the last drawer, she spotted something slightly unusual.
A small, transparent glass vial.
Strangely, it contained pitch-black liquid.
“…Medicine?”
Or perhaps… poison?
As Delphine reached out toward the vial, puzzled, that very moment—
“M—Master! What brings you here?!”
Betty’s sharp cry echoed from the corridor outside the door.
It was deliberately loud—as if meant for someone specific to hear.
Startled, Delphine forgot about grabbing the vial and snapped her head up.
If it was the master… did that man return already? So suddenly?
‘…How?’
Delphine hadn’t stationed just one maid outside the room.
She’d placed four loyal maids—at the mansion’s main gate and at intervals all the way up to the study.
All were faithful servants she’d saved during “that day” at Pembroke Mansion.
Yet she’d received no warning from any of them—how had he reached the third-floor study so directly?
“I’m coming to my own study—why ask what brings me here?”
A soft voice outside the door answered Betty.
“…It almost sounds as if someone’s hiding something in here.”
The voice was very close—as if he stood right before the door.
Her heart instantly froze cold.
What should she do? Would she be caught?
What if the man tried to kill her?
…Like her father?
In an instant, vivid memories of blood splattering all the way up to the chandelier flooded Delphine’s vision.
Her hands, gripping the mahogany desk, began to tremble violently.
Creak—
Before she could react, the study door swung open, and a man with a towering frame—so tall his head nearly brushed the doorframe—stepped inside.
“…What brings you here, my dear?”
He asked gently, with a smile on his lips.
He showed no sign of surprise upon seeing Delphine in the study—proof that his aristocratic mask remained perfectly composed.
What should she say now?
Hiding her shaking hands behind her back, Delphine replied calmly.
“I couldn’t find a book from the library, so I thought perhaps you’d placed it here and came to look.”
At that, the man’s eyes crinkled softly as he parted his lips.
“Oh? Which book was it?”
Yet, within his narrowed hazel eyes, not a trace of amusement remained.
Before Delphine could even think, the answer slipped instantly from her lips.
“‘Traces of Ancient Demons and the Study of Exorcism’ by Dr. Malcolm.”
The most famous book on demonology in the empire.
Perhaps because of that newspaper article mentioning demons she’d read recently—it suddenly came to mind.
At that very instant—
The moment the book’s title left Delphine’s lips, a crack appeared on the man’s ever-composed mask.
Surprisingly, it was Delphine who was taken aback by his reaction.
What was this unexpected response?
The masked man and Delphine, her face eerily blank like his imitation, stared at each other.
Both wore faint, serene smiles—but their eyes held not a shred of mercy as they sized each other up.
Breaking the silence, the man spoke first.
“I don’t recall leaving it here, but did you find your book, my dear?”
“It doesn’t seem to be here.”
Delphine casually glanced once more around the study before replying.
“Did Your Lordship return to the mansion because you’d left something behind?”
“Ah, yes. Precisely. I forgot a document needing my signature.”
He calmly picked up a single file resting atop the mahogany desk.
Smile.
The two exchanged gentle smiles and elegantly walked out of the room together.
The study door closed once more.
“Well then, my dear.”
“Yes. Have a good trip.”
After exchanging the calm, ordinary farewell of a typical married couple, the man left the mansion again through the front entrance.
Delphine watched him from the stairs for just a moment—
Then immediately turned around, clutched her dress, and hurried straight back to her private chambers.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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