Worried that he might be in trouble, Collin cautiously asked Valige, watching his reaction.
“No, you did well. Continue with your work.”
An important person? Unlikely.
Valige briefly clicked his tongue, incredulous at his concern over a stranger.
‘Don’t think about it anymore. Just go back to the mansion and find Lina…’
Thump[Dash].
But the moment he thought of Lina, his steps halted again.
[Thank you, truly…]A woman’s voice, somehow familiar. Yes, that voice was certainly reminiscent of Lina’s.
‘It’s absurd, not resembling at all…’
However.
‘Does it really not resemble her at all?’
Except for the color of the hair and eyes, something about her seemed to hint at what Lina might look like when she grew up…
With a confused look, Valige brushed back his hair and murmured.
“Then let’s verify it.”
Valige turned his steps towards the security station and mounted his horse.
“My lord! Where are you going?”
He then spoke to the soldier who approached him with a bewildered face, asking him as he suddenly rode his horse.
“I will go to the mansion for a while. An hour should suffice.”
“Eh? My, my lord!”
Valige found himself slightly amusing.
But.
Somehow, he felt the need to verify with his own eyes.
(This is a time separator.)
How long had he been riding?
He arrived at the mansion sooner than usual due to the speed. A servant hurried to meet Valige and asked,
“My lord, aren’t you unable to come to the mansion today…”
“Where’s Lina?”
“Excuse me?”
“Where is Lina?”
“She’s asleep in her bedroom right now.”
Ha.
Well, of course.
Valige exhaled a short breath, looking at the servant who responded as if asked the obvious.
‘Has my mind gone haywire for a moment?’
He shook his head, wondering what he had been thinking, until the servant’s following words.
“She wasn’t feeling well today, so she stayed in her room all day. She even skipped dinner… But the doctor said she didn’t need one and asked not to be disturbed, so we just left her meal outside her room, and she hasn’t eaten it either…”
At those words, Valige’s footsteps, which were about to return to the security station, stopped.
“What did you just say?”
“Pardon? The young lady is sick and…”
“The next words.”
“She stayed in her room all day…”
Valige, with a stern expression, probed as if interrogating, making the servant involuntarily swallow hard.
“Is there a problem… my lord?”
Valige ignored the rest of the servant’s words and quickly headed for Lina’s room.
‘Surely not.’
His steps up the stairs quickened.
When he reached the bedroom, a meal was still left outside, apparently untouched. Valige’s forehead twitched as he looked at it.
‘That can’t be.’
Hesitating slightly, his hand knocked on the door of Lina’s bedroom, where she was surely lying.
Knock[Dash].
“Lina.”
“…….”
But all that returned was heavy silence.
Once again, with patience, he knocked on the door, but the result was the same. And the locked door.
A servant who had been watching silently spoke with a trembling voice.
“I, I’ll bring the key.”
Noticing something ominous, the servant hurriedly left to fetch the key.
Bang[Dash].
Though Duke Valige shattered the doorknob, it was of no use.
The lumbering sound of footsteps filled the silence of the quiet room. Perhaps it was because the window was open. The air in the room, which should have been warm, felt cold.
“Lina.”
Suddenly, a day at the old mansion flashed into his mind. Was it a coincidence? The raised bedsheets felt unnatural.
“Lina.”
Duke Valige, who had approached right in front of the bed, lifted the blanket with trembling hands. But then.
“Your Grace……?”
Lina, who must have just woken up, greeted the Duke, rubbing her eyes.
“What brings you here at this hour…….?”
And the moment he faced Lina, who was lying down, the tightly pulled string of tension suddenly loosened.
“……I heard you were sick. Are you feeling a bit better?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
Duke Valige sat on the bed and brushed Lina’s hair.
Dark gray hair with brown eyes. It was Lina as he knew her.
“Shall I call the doctor?”
“No, I feel better now after a good sleep. But you said you couldn’t come in today…….?”
“I must go out again. It seems I’ve interrupted your nap. I’ll come back tomorrow.”
“Yes. Your Grace.”
Duke Valige caressed Lina’s cheek with an affectionate smile.
Swoosh[Dash].
“Sigh[Dash].”
No sooner had the door closed than Lina sighed.
“I thought I was caught.”
Lina quickly lifted the bedsheet and rose from her place. Then the robe she had been wearing fell with a thump.
“That was a close call.”
When she had entered the room using magic, the Duke was already knocking on the door.
She reassured herself that returning to the mansion as soon as she entered the city was the right thing to do a hundred times over.
“But why did he come back to the mansion so soon when he hasn’t finished taking care of things?”
She thought the Duke would return to the mansion only tomorrow since he had captured the human trafficking ring, and there would be a lot to deal with.
She couldn’t understand the Duke’s appearance, as if he had hurriedly run here.
“Could it be, did he notice something?”
Otherwise, why would he rush here to see her? An inexplicable unease brushed past her nape.
“But since he saw me here, there shouldn’t be a problem.”
Thinking so carefree, Lina entrusted her body to the bed again.
But what she didn’t know until then,
The moment Duke Valige caressed Lina’s cheek,
His finger had slightly twitched.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
