The Earl’s Bad Wife

A week later.

For the first time in my life, I was to go to a masquerade.

Don't tell my husband and mother of course.

When it came to going out to places to play at night, I felt like I was doing something bad, but I couldn't beat the curiosity of saying I wanted to know the facts I was down on.

Do the samurai a favor and get her sneaky ready.

The hair is covered in gold, knitted in three pieces and wrapped around the back of the head. I plan to hide the eye area with a mask. The colour of the eyes, which is supposed to draw the blood of the royal family, is covered in coloured glass, so the specification is unknown.

The dress chose an adorable design in light red. It's a shade you'll never wear when you have dark hair, but it suits your blonde hair well.

Be careful with jewelry and accessories.

For once, the product you were wearing in the social arena could then reveal who you are.

I left this nightclub just wrapped around my neck with a bright red ribbon and tied it. For once, this is also a fashion outfit.

If I checked my whole body in the mirror, I looked like a total different person while I was talking about myself.

I think the disguise is perfect.

I was supposed to go out after I heard the report that my mother had fallen asleep.

My husband said he'd be back after noon tomorrow, so he wouldn't have to worry.

Exit from the back entrance and take the carriage that kept you waiting in the street to the venue.

The place is a social place on the boulevard.

Though I thought it would be held in secret, it was held in a grand way.

I get out of the carriage with my mask on.

When I presented the invitation at the reception, I was led inside.

In the great hall, the orchestra's performances resonated in high volume. Unlike regular nightclubs, light music plays. They all looked like they were having fun dancing.

The venue is filled with people who have difficulty getting around.

Naturally, but they're all masked and they don't know who they are.

I was overwhelmed by a different atmosphere.

In the meantime, if I was going to go to the White Lily Women's Association salon your friend told me about, I would hear the conversation between the women who were nearby.

"Look, you silver prince!

"Well, true!

Sounds like you and your son from Silver just made an appearance.

I confirm the appearance, too.

As your friend said, the person was standing gracefully in silver hair.

Immediately he holds the hand of one woman and disappears into the circle of dance.

It was amazing how fast my hands were.

With so many people surrounded, it would be impossible to explore who they are.

I decided to rush to the salon as I didn't see your son in silver.

But I looked sweetly at the masquerade.

If you take one step, you'll be invited to dance.

At night clubs, there were rarely any priests who would invite me outside of my relatives, so I wandered off.

He was forced to hold his hips and dance against someone he didn't even know his name from.

The fast tempo song is going to turn my eyes, and I'm going to be annoyed by the feeling of being so drunk that I just danced one song.

I thought I was thirsty, and it was a high degree of alcohol that I received from my service and drank all at once.

I couldn't quench my thirst, and my tongue tip hurt tingly.

What am I doing and self-loathing?

I walked to the salon in a flimsy state, trying to fulfill my purpose alone.

In the meantime he was also invited to dance, but this time he refused with perseverance.

The Lady White Lily Society held a gathering to surround the leader woman and enjoy the conversation by surrounding her tea with liquor.

I don't know who it is because I'm wearing a mask, but my individual mouth gets lighter for it.

Instead, I put out my husband's name and encouraged him to be the center of the conversation.

Then one of the members told her about the tea party she had been invited to by her husband.

Said it was a funny tea party.

"The other one eagerly invited me, but did a bare gesture of no interest at all when I went to the designated place..."

Several members who agree that they do.

Apparently my husband only did something to make another man stand up and didn't do anything to imitate a woman to dictate.

"You two had strange air, didn't you?"

It doesn't look like a friendship, but it has an atmosphere that I can break down.

"I don't know what to say………………."

"Hey, uh-huh."

"Teachers and students?

"That's it!

Teachers and students?

If you ask me in detail, it seems like the teacher is my husband and the student is a young man with glasses in his brown hair.

Organize information.

My husband speaks to multiple women and invites them to a tea party. Then, he didn't dictate the woman he invited, he did things like have between student-like men.

I mean, my husband didn't speak up to get along with the woman personally, he probably spoke up for the purpose of introducing the man he was with.

In the meantime, it turns out my husband wasn't a player.

And one more thing, I realize there is.

When I heard about teachers and students, I was pinned.

The man with brown hair in his colored glasses, His Highness Augusto.

My husband may have wanted to introduce other women to His Royal Highness, who has only Keira von Poloberk in his eyes.

The mystery has been solved, so I feel neat.

If I noticed, the date would change in time.

From drowsiness or blurred in my head. If I drank tea without thinking about it, I forgot that it was black tea with alcohol, and I fell apart.

"Are you okay?

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine..."

"Yes. I hope so. More than that..."

The members are already flourishing on different topics.

I got the information, and I kind of tease it, so I decided to give it my free time.

If you cross the Great Hall, one man after another will ask you if you want to play a song.

I got sick and tired of situations unlikely at regular nightclubs.

If I say no because I don't feel well, I say I take my hips at will and go somewhere I can slow down.

I thought I would follow the guidance of a stranger and escape the difficulty with the back of my hand.

I want to go home and rest soon.

With that in mind, I move on to trying to draw people apart.

I ran into a man along the way.

I was just moving on normally, but all of a sudden they pulled my leg without worrying about my back.

"What is it, you!

"Oh, my apologies."

The man's jacket that looked back was wet with zero liquor in his hand.

I also bump into him and my body hurts, but complaining is much more patient.

They were drunk. Decided that the fight should not be sold.

"Your clothes are dirty! What are you gonna do about it?

I offered a handkerchief.

"There's no way you can handle a handkerchief, is there?

"Yeah, that's right"

It's been a pain in the ass.

The people around me pretend not to see it completely. I had to deal with it myself, but I didn't know how the place would fit in.

"Do you want me to take responsibility?

"What is responsibility?

"Well, let's discuss it in a quiet room."

I only have a bad feeling about it.

A man grabs his arm hard. I felt like I was being looked at with nasty eyes, and I slapped my cheek with my reflexively open hand.

The man had his eyes open because it was an attack he didn't envision. At the end of the mouth, blood seeps in.

"Behold, you..."

The man waved up, too, just saying it was revenge.

I devour my teeth.

This is the first one I got my hands on, so I had no choice.

I closed my eyes and was ready for shock, but the pain hasn't hit me.

……

When I opened my eyes wondering, someone grabbed the man's hand I shook up.

That's your son with silver hair.

The silver prince twisted his hand off his back so that he could not move.

"Ki, you, what the hell, man!

Your son in silver whispered something in the ear of an angry man.

Then the ever angry man suddenly quiets down.

When I was angry, your son from Silver came here and offered me his hand.

If I stare at that hand, they will grab my hand at will and walk out.

I wave away the moment I get out of the venue into the dim garden.

Where the hell are we taking him out?

For starters, just say thank you for your help, break your knees and show your gratitude.

I said "Good day" to my unresponsive opponent and turned back my heel, but they took my hand again.

"What are you!?

"No, I was thinking about punishing my wife for playing with me badly."

I almost scream when I hear a whispered voice in my ear.

Looking back at your son in silver, he was forced to strip away his mask.

"- Ah, you are."

When I saw the other person's face, my stunned, less open mouth was unstoppable.