Philip and Dalina met as if they felt fate?

They came out immediately when the four of us went out to do well, I say.

Even knowing the future, the mood was not very pleasant, and a frown was cast.

In response to Dalina’s question, Philip slowly shook his head.

“No. Why would that be?”

I let go of Mild Kyung’s hand and just nodded to Philip.

I meant to leave.

“Lady?”

Philip called me, and I replied coldly.

“I didn’t think you would come this way. Have a good time, then. I will continue my walk.”

“The poet, the dancer, and the clown will perform soon. We prepared specially as it’s a rare party.”

“I’m not interested.”

After cutting off his offer, I took a few steps and felt guilty.

‘Did I show my displeasure too much?’

Divorcing Ellen doing this would be common for Philip.

(This is a time delimiter.)

Ellen these days… No, precisely, since the day Ellen kicked herself out, she was completely different from the Ellen Philip knew.

The way of speaking, expression, atmosphere, all of it.

At first, he thought that the wife who didn’t want to divorce was behaving badly.

But the more he looked, the more different she was from the Ellen he knew.

How can the same appearance exude such different energy?

‘Could she make that face?’

Even the laughter wasn’t the same. Philip was constantly drawn to her very attractive appearance.

When he heard the word possession from her, it was surreal, but it solved the question he had.

After contemplating for a while, Philip concluded that it didn’t matter if the soul inside his wife was not Ellen.

What was important was that he loved that soul very much.

Just thinking about her filled his heart with a warm feeling, so he was happy.

So Philip was about to stamp the divorce finalization documents with a cancellation stamp. But then he recalled the unstable factors and stopped.

‘What if everything is Ellen’s thorough scheme?’

He had already carried a lot of burden proceeding with the divorce. Canceling would make divorcing again difficult.

If he’s deceived, it’s the worst situation. So Philip had no choice but to put the divorce finalization documents aside.

But today that worry was dispelled.

Thanks to her excellent reflexes, she followed Philip’s lead, but the current Ellen really didn’t know the waltz.

It wasn’t acting or forgetting.

Originally, Ellen’s waltzing skill was unparalleled.

Philip thought that maybe a blessing and a miracle had come down to him from God.

He was excited. It was sweet.

‘I should have done better.’

He clearly heard her speaking in her sleep and felt sorry for believing her late.

Philip had a mountain of things to ask Ellen.

Where she came from, how she lived before coming, what she wanted to do, what she liked.

Ellen also seemed to like him, so he was relieved.

Philip concluded that what he felt as her avoiding him recently was simply because she was busy.

‘After the party is over and we’re relaxed, I must understand her gradually.’

With that thought, he introduced Ellen to the nobles.

Because she wouldn’t know them.

But for some reason, he was uncomfortable with a woman named Dalina Sor.

However, there’s nothing unusual about disliking someone from the first impression among the invited nobles, so Philip passed it over.

The atmosphere of the party went well thereafter.

Until he realized that Ellen had left her seat and went to look for her.

Philip found Ellen, his heart sank, and his head was confused as if struck by a hammer.

She was holding both hands with Mild Kyung, looking at each other.

‘Should I talk to Ellen? Or pretend not to see?’

Then Dalina called Philip. At the same time, Ellen and Mild Kyung looked back at him.

He was going to ask Lady Sor, ‘What brought you here?’ but she looked surprised at Ellen and asked first.

“Oh my, did we interrupt you?”

The tone, as if witnessing a secret meeting between the Countess and her escort knight, made Philip’s mood even more messed up.

But he couldn’t show his feelings to a noble friend had brought, so he shook his head.

“No. Why would that be?”
Then Ellen simply greeted with a glance and turned away.

“Madam?”

A cold response came back.

As Ellen and Lord Mild left their seats, Dalina began to falter.

“What should I do? I may have spoken without realizing it was an atmosphere where I shouldn’t.”

Then, she gathered her hands delicately and looked up at Philip, her eyes gleaming innocently.

“I’m sorry. I won’t tell anyone what I just saw.”

She won’t tell anyone, it must have seemed like a scene of infidelity to others.

“Your Grace seems to misunderstand my wife.”

Dalina’s pupils widened momentarily.

She looked in the direction where Ellen had disappeared and forced a smile.

“Oh my, I have been rude. I thought you witnessed a secret meeting, Count…”

Philip’s brows furrowed. Confirming through someone else’s words what he himself had momentarily imagined was not pleasant.

“My wife is not that kind of person. But what’s going on here?”

Dalina gently fanned herself.