Wishing My Husband Dead (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 86

“Why does your face look like that?”

“W-what? What about it? What’s wrong with my face?”

“Why are you so startled? Did you sleep badly?”

“I-it’s just….”

The next day, Cordelia found herself unusually self-conscious—not just about meeting Leonard’s eyes, but even about speaking to him. Things she would normally do without a second thought now felt oddly conspicuous.

“I’ll make sure to have Locksen assign you your own room soon. Just wait a bit.”

“……Thank you.”

Her voice was so soft it was barely distinguishable from the rustle of the wind.

Leonard looked down at the top of Cordelia’s head. Her eyes were sunken, making her look as if she hadn’t slept at all. She must have had a truly uncomfortable night.

‘I should get her a better bed. I might end up staying there occasionally too.’

Since he had no idea what was really going on in Cordelia’s mind, he simply redirected his thoughts toward providing her with a more comfortable place to sleep. Though she seemed unusually jumpy today, he dismissed it as nothing important.

“Matilda has returned, so let’s go together.”

“Matilda? Oh—my mother’s master! Yes, let’s go right away!”

Cordelia, who had been unusually quiet, reacted fervently at the mention of Matilda’s name. Though she still kept her distance from Leonard as they walked, her steps were clearly filled with excitement.

“What kind of person is Lady Matilda?”

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