Second Male Lead, You Said It Was A Contract Marriage? - Chapter 26

“That would be nice!”

By the end of next year, our contract period would be coming to an end. If someone asked, I could say we were passionately preparing to have a child every night, and everyone would clear their throats and change the subject.

But Yezar, who was tapping on the bed sheet, added one more thing.

“But if I say that I often joke about how it would be great if the child resembles you, would it suit our passionate newlywed life?”

“It would suit it, but…”

A child that resembles me? If they resemble me, they would be an unpredictable child with red hair fluttering about.

Even if we had a child, rather than resembling me… Naturally, Yezar’s clear eyes like the sea came into my view. His beautiful blonde hair softly fluttering in the wind, and that neat yet handsome face.

“I’d like to answer that it would be nice if the child resembles my husband.”

After saying it, I couldn’t understand why I said such a thing myself.

“Is there a reason?”

But the answer to that question came out naturally.

“…Well, if the child resembles me, I think they would cause too much trouble. If the child resembles Yezar, not only would they be pretty and cute, but their personality would also be kind and gentle. I thought it would be nice.”

After saying it, we weren’t even really going to have a child. My face turned red as it felt like we were a real couple lying on the bed together discussing child plans.

“Ahaha. Did I say it too seriously? But I thought it would be good to say it in detail to look like a couple having a beautiful newlywed life!”

Then Yezar tilted his head towards me and gave me a pretty eye smile.

“Not bad. Then, how many would Julieta like to have?”

Somehow, his face was too close. Close enough to feel his breath on my skin.

“I haven’t thought about it… A daughter and a son…?”

“Yes. Then, a daughter that resembles Julieta and a son that resembles me?”

He even folded his hands and meticulously counted the number.

“T-That would be the case, right?”

“Okay. Then it’s bedtime now. Shall we lie down together?”

I tried hard to clear my mind. Strangely, each and every one of those words sounded erotic. It must have been because the demon of lust was living in my head.

He wouldn’t be deliberately trying to seduce me.

“Good night, wife.”

He said, brushing my hair that had fallen down. I prayed earnestly to the world that was testing me with my eyes tightly closed.

‘Please, drive out the demon of lust within me. So that I don’t pounce on Yezar.’

Fortunately, nothing happened that night, as if God had heard my wish. To someone’s great disappointment.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I launched a project to shake off Yezar’s past love.

First, I burned all the letters, but as long as Yezar and Bertisha had spent a long time together, there must have been traces of their memories scattered throughout the Perhaem Duchy.

So I suggested to Yezar that we should also try to clear out items that had her traces on them, and he nodded in agreement.

As a result, I am currently roaming around the Perhaem Duchy with Yezar.

“This item doesn’t particularly hold any significant memories.”

“Then we can leave it as it is. Ah, what about that one?”

“That… She said it was a painting she liked, so I bought one.”

“Is it expensive?”

“It’s not that expensive.”

“Then what should we do?”

“Let’s clear it out.”

In this way, we were discussing and clearing out items that had memories with Bertisha in a swift manner.

It was a waste to throw away expensive things, so we decided to sell them and use the money for financial treatment or to contribute to the finances.

The Perhaem Duchy had an abundance of money anyway, but it was still better to have some money left over if possible. It was a method I actively pushed for.

Unexpectedly, perhaps because the time they had spent together was long, trivial memories poured out from Yezar’s mouth. Watching that made me feel strangely stuffy, so I ran to the training ground and swung a wooden sword dozens of times before returning.

I was taking a break for a moment, drinking water because my throat was dry. Yezar showed me a clean lunch box that he had brought from somewhere.

“Come to think of it, this is the lunch box we used when we went to the lake with them.”

There was a scene where Bertisha packed a lunch for Camileo when going on an outing. But because Bertisha was so bad at cooking, she never packed a lunch after that. So the lunch box they used when going to the lake together wouldn’t have been Bertisha’s. Ah, could it be…

“Did Yezar personally cook and pack it?”

When I asked about the unexpected fact, he nodded his head.

“Yes, my mother said I should try packing something like this at least once, so somehow… I remember everyone enjoying it and eating it.”

I see. Yezar is good at cooking. What on earth is this man not capable of?

“Wow. It must have been great. A lunch box packed by Yezar.”

I was purely admiring it. Then he shyly asked me.

“Next time, when we go out together on a nice day, may I pack a lunch box for you?”

“What? Really?”

“The taste may not be as expected, but if you allow me, I’d like to do it.”

I was overjoyed, but I hesitated, thinking it might be too much for him to do that for me.

“I’d love that, but… Yezar, you’re busy too. I feel sorry for making you do unnecessary work.”

“Absolutely not.”

His resolute answer made me laugh without realizing it. He was quite stubborn too. Even if I said it was okay here, he wouldn’t change his mind about wanting to do it.

“Okay, then I’ll ask you to.”

A lunch box packed by Yezar. I was already looking forward to it. But I was sure I was doing something with Yezar, right?

I came back to the point after coming to my senses halfway through.

“Ah! But this isn’t the important thing. Why do you still have this?”

The current me was diligently helping Yezar sort out his past love. There was no time to devote to other things like this.

“After my mother said to keep it as a memento, I completely forgot about its existence.”

“Your mother did?”

“Yes. She’s someone who commemorates and rejoices in everything.”

Actually, I didn’t know much about Yezar’s parents. In the first place, they were people who briefly showed their faces at the wedding and then hurriedly went down, saying the capital was too noisy.

Still, I clearly remembered the words they said while holding my hand.

‘Please take good care of our son. Our pretty daughter-in-law.’

‘We’ll come to the duchy when we think of it! Until then, get along well with this poor son of ours.’

The memory was hazy because they disappeared so swiftly, but they were good people.

“Then, I will dispose of this as it is.”

“But your mother kept it as a memento. Is it okay?”

“My mother commemorates and is boisterous about everything, so it’s fine. And right now, I want to think more about Julieta, who is working hard for me.”

Saying that, he neatly classified the lunch box as an item to be disposed of.

Seeing this, it seemed like he had completely forgotten Bertisha. But considering that Ember came to find me and made that request, he must still be suffering from the wounds of the past, only not showing it outwardly.

The thought suddenly came to me that clearing away the traces like this wouldn’t solve anything.

“Wife, what are you thinking about?”

“It’s nothing. Let’s go finish cleaning up!”

Yezar also smiled back at my lively answer. But I thought hard while smiling.

As expected, this alone was not enough. The pain of a breakup is usually forgotten with a new love.

When I told Yezar that the pain of a breakup is forgotten with a new love, he said that since I am currently his wife, he doesn’t want such talk, as if he doesn’t desire it.

‘Hmm. What should I do?’

While I was lost in thought, the items with memories of Bertisha in the Perhaem Duchy were roughly sorted out.

After removing a bunch of items, it looked empty, so I spent busy days bringing in new items and arranging them with the head maid.

‘I should buy the gloves to give to Yezar soon. As the weather gets warmer, it will be difficult for him to keep wearing gloves that don’t match the season.’

While I was thinking about that, the weather happened to be nice. Thinking it would be too late if not now, I was busily preparing to go out to buy gloves to give to Yezar.

Then a good idea suddenly came to me, so I ran to Yezar.

It seemed he had just come back from the training ground, as he was wiping his sweat with a towel.

“Julieta, what’s the matter?”

Water was dripping from the ends of his hair. Perhaps because it was wet with sweat, his clothes clung to his body, naturally revealing his abs.

I tried not to look at his body and calmed my mind. Then I looked around and made sure there were no servants nearby and called out to him.

“I have something I’m curious about regarding Yezar.”

“What is it?”

“Well, you see.”

“Yes, wife.”

“…Your ideal type or something like that?”

It would be wrong to bring a new person to him right away. I wanted to slowly find out what kind of person he was attracted to and help him find a new love before I left.

Yezar pondered for a moment and then answered quite specifically.

“A lively person with a round forehead, slightly upturned eyes, small red lips, and not too short in height.”

“That’s very detailed.”

“Yes, in addition, it would be nice if their hair is wavy and reaches their waist.”

It didn’t seem to be Bertisha’s appearance. I imagined Yezar’s ideal type, recalling the elements he mentioned. Then I realized one thing.

Wait a minute. Isn’t this me?

I glanced at him, and the corners of his eyes were playfully curved.