The Plan of the Terminally-Ill Wife's Divorce (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 71

“Hmm.”

Darius kept silently staring at me. What? Why? Say something if you have a problem. Then I’ll apologize for being wrong.

Now, without even a hint of “hmm,” Darius just quietly watched me.

Sparkle, sparkle.

But that gaze somehow… felt like it carried a trace of unspoken expectation?

“So that’s how it is—Anette cooked. For the knights. All through the night.”

“Yes…”

“While I was asleep.”

“Your Grace, my lady prepared enough fried food for the entire knight order all by herself through the night, without anyone’s help, even injuring her hands in the process…”

“Oh, so she went to such lengths to make the fried food with such care.”

Truthfully, my hands weren’t hurt at all—I’d just wrapped a handkerchief around them to seem burdened. Was that a mistake? Has he already figured out my fake injury?

“While I was sleeping, my wife was working so hard…”

Darius let out a small sigh.

“No, no! It’s just that the northern knights are gathering soon, and if our order falls behind, we’ll lose face in front of the others—and above all, Darius is the leader of the Black Knights.”

I only wanted to boost everyone’s morale.

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