Camilla eventually nodded.

Leaving a light kiss on her cheek, Henry opened the door of the inn room.

“See you at the royal banquet, my love.”

With those words, Henry left the shabby inn room without any lingering attachment.

Upon that, the faint smile that had lingered on Camilla’s face for a while began to darken.

“…My love?”

A somber sigh gradually seeped into Camilla’s lips.

Heh heh. Suppressing her laughter, Camilla, who had been holding back, let tears well up in her eyes.

“Henry, do you think I’m an innocent idiot like Robellia, who willingly falls for your lies one after another?”

Henry was well aware of how much of a cunning person he was.

Yet, would he risk assassinating his own wife for Camilla, who was left only with debt?

“Just passing dogs would laugh at such a notion.”

The fact that Camilla, who was from a poor viscount family, had come this far was due to nothing but her cold judgment and decision-making abilities.

Henry had no intention of abandoning Robellia for his own sake.

“Kill Robellia? Without me, he doesn’t even have the audacity for such things.”

Camilla, with a face full of anxiety, bit her nails vigorously.

“Robellia, Robellia, damn Robellia! Why do you, who make no effort at all, take everything away every time? Why!”

Even shouting at the top of her lungs and tearing at her sweaty hair didn’t relieve her anger.

“In the end, it’s all because of those two idiots.”

Crack. The sound of teeth grinding echoed coldly in the shabby inn room.

Camilla, after a while, forcefully pulled out the dagger that Henry had stuck to the wall a little while ago.

Even her glare at the sharp blade lasted only for a moment.

With a nerve-racking sound, she forcefully stabbed it into the table.

Thud! Thunk!

Each time, she continuously muttered two names with a bitter tone.

“Robellia, Rebecca, Robellia, Rebecca, Robellia…”

The vitality in Camilla’s eyes gradually intensified.

“Watching you two happily while I’m rotting in this mess… Do you think I’ll just stand by and watch?”

Meanwhile, Henry, who left Camilla’s inn room, exhaled a sigh of annoyance as he descended the stairs.

Arriving at the pub on the first floor of the inn, he went straight to the long counter and raised his finger.

“Here, a glass of rum.”

Although the only thing to expect from this shabby pub was cheap rum, at that moment, Henry desperately needed any kind of alcohol.

The ordered rum was soon placed on the table.

Henry emptied the glass in one gulp.

“One more.”
After that, he leaned against the counter and lowered his head deeply. If someone else saw Henry now, he would look like a man plunged into deep despair. However, he was currently suppressing the laughter that was about to burst out.

“Hehehe… Camilla, in this situation, I can’t possibly take care of you, right?”

The day he last visited the gift exchange center with Camilla. Looking back, it was a stroke of luck that Camilla insisted on investing in my name unexpectedly.

“If she had invested in my name that day… Ugh.”

Henry shivered as if just the thought of losing money made his body tremble. Of course, losing the investment was regrettable, but thanks to Camilla, he avoided piling up astronomical debts.

Now, there was only one thing left to do. To detach Camilla, who clings like glue, and safely secure the position of the head of the Bart Viscount’s family.

“To do that, I need to firmly grasp Robellia’s heart.”

As Henry thought this way, his brow slightly furrowed. Recently, there was a subtle coldness from Robellia.

“Ugh, it’s really strange… Even the occasional affectionate touch, she used to happily accept.”

Robellia, who had always received even occasional affectionate touches with joy, was just assumed to be such a bright and obedient woman.

However…

“Maybe Robellia noticed Camilla and my affair. I haven’t considered that possibility.”

But even when he tentatively brought up his thoughts, Robellia remained silent.

As if she had no interest in Henry whatsoever.

At that point, Henry’s impatience began to grow.

With Camilla’s reputation in tatters, Henry could only rely on his wife, Robellia.

“For heaven’s sake, women are all so complicated.”

Henry, scratching his short blond hair nervously, emptied the rum placed in front of him in one gulp.

Henry, who had passed over the bitter cheap rum, grimaced.

Then, with an indifferent expression, he exhaled shallow breaths.

“Robellia, I don’t know what you’re thinking these days, but turning your heart away from such you is as easy as turning a child’s wristwatch.”

He was Robellia’s first man.

Only that.

It was an obvious fact that he would be the last man in her innocent life.

He took out a few coins from his pocket and tossed them carelessly onto the counter.

“Innkeeper, it seems like a better quality rum would be more appropriate.”

He didn’t forget to throw a sarcastic remark towards the pub owner.

Pff. Henry chuckled leisurely, reshaping the hat he had been holding.

Then, recalling the forgotten determination for the two women, he left the pub.
“Let’s stop worrying about trivial matters and focus on leaving a clear impression on Her Imperial Majesty at this upcoming imperial banquet.” However, at that moment, Henry couldn’t possibly know. The fact that, starting from that long-awaited day, the destinies of many, including himself, would be turned upside down. The day of the Emperor’s birth anniversary celebration. The fateful day was approaching unexpectedly close.