This was when everyone in the mansion began their activities.

Lamein returned to her own room.

As soon as she entered the room, she dove into the bed covers.

“Ugh, my head. How hard did I fall?”

Her head throbbed at the mere touch of the pillow.

“It’ll get better soon.”

Considering she didn’t feel nauseous or dizzy, she diagnosed herself with no severe brain shock.

“But why can’t Lamein handle alcohol? It didn’t seem like I drank that much.”

Only then did she realize why she hadn’t been drinking wine all this time.

“What kind of situation is this, getting drunk, falling, and fainting. So embarrassing.”

She grumbled unhappily, unaware of the more embarrassing fact that she had grabbed her husband by the collar and kissed him.

“I should probably quit drinking.”

She laid down on her side in bed, vowing to herself to abstain from alcohol.

‘I will take care of breakfast this morning, so you rest in your room.’

Thanks to her careful drinking friend, she was granted an exemption from breakfast.

“Oh. I should drink some water and go back to sleep.”

Her head hurt, yes, but the hangover was also not to be underestimated.

Staggering to her feet, Lamein approached the table by the window where the water bottle was placed.

Slowly bending her head, she drained the cup full of water.

And then, as she was lowering her head again.

“Ah……! What is this?”

Drip. Drip.

Red blood dropped into the cup she hadn’t yet pulled away from her lips.

‘Nosebleed.’

Lamein quickly brought a handkerchief on the table under her nose.

The red blood spread little by little on the pink handkerchief, and then the spreading stopped.

“Has it stopped already?”

The woman who had been standing still headed towards the mirror.

She removed the handkerchief she had placed under her nose and confirmed that the nosebleed had stopped.

“Why do I keep getting nosebleeds?”

She recalled the day she first met Cedric.

She thought of herself as a woman who uncontrollably got a nosebleed at the sight of her handsome husband.

“Looks like Lamein has always been prone to nosebleeds.”

That didn’t seem to be the case.

Lamein slightly tilted her head back and looked into her nostrils reflected in the mirror.

The blood, which had stopped too quickly to be called a nosebleed.

She examined her nostrils for any wounds, but no injuries were visible.

That day, she had passed out from drinking the poison tea, and today she had fainted from hitting her head on the ground.

“I guess it’s because I’m tired.”

If you’re tired, you should sleep.

The woman who had reached a conclusion once again dived deep into the covers.

How long had she slept?

When she woke up after quite a while, Jane was standing in front of the bed.

“Madam. I was about to wake you up, but you’re already awake. You should go have a meal.”

“Is it already that time?”

“Yes.”

Jane walked to the window and flung the curtains wide open.

The sun was in the middle of the sky, emitting a bright light.

Lamein, who had raised her upper body, stretched out languidly and moved her neck from side to side.

She had just woken up from sleep, but she felt no pain in her head.

‘That’s a relief.’

Having confirmed her much lighter bodily state, she got out of bed.

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.

.

Just as she was leaving her room to go to the dining hall.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

Cedric was standing at the door.

“Oh. Cedric. I didn’t know you were waiting.”

Caught off guard by Cedric’s unexpected appearance, Lamein widened her eyes.

“I decided to do as I please, since even if I told you I was waiting, you would only reject me. Let’s go.”

This man is subtly resentful.

Watching her husband turn around sharply and walk away, she…

“Are you not coming?”

“Yes, I’m coming.”

She quickly composed her expression and began to walk.

“Are you feeling better?”

Walking side by side, Cedric asked as if whispering.

“Yes, I feel better after a good sleep.”

“That’s a relief.”

He responded politely, his gaze briefly touching the back of Lamein’s head before dropping away.

A moment of silence ensued.

“Lamein.”

Cedric broke the silence with his low voice.

“Yes, what is it?”

“There’s something I want to ask you.”

Considering this man usually asks a lot of questions, she lightly nodded her head.

“Do you really not remember anything from last night?”

Lamein slowly blinked her eyes and looked up at him with wide eyes.

“Cedric, was there something that happened last night that I absolutely need to remember?”

“……Pardon?”

“I feel like you’re hiding something from me, like you were early this morning.”

Suddenly, Cedric stopped in his tracks.

Lamein, who had stopped in her tracks, turned her body and locked eyes with her husband, who was gazing deeply at her.

“Lamein. What are you talking about right now?”

Even though his voice was exceedingly polite, the color of his eyes turned cold.

“You’re suggesting that I’m hiding something?”

This time, a sparkle flashed in his eyes.