The Earl’s Bad Wife

Running through a maze of gardens to escape my husband.

I came here today wearing shoes with low heels that may have happened. I didn't know it would really help.

The dress is also lightweight in fabric and has specifications that do not interfere with foot judgment when running.

Knock hard on the ground with your toes as you eat up your teeth and move on.

I was confident in the rush.

When I was a kid, when I was running after him, I was never caught.

Yet my husband is chasing me.

I may have overestimated my strength because I didn't have a chance to chase him when I was growing up.

I could tell that I was desperately waving my arms and running, but my distance from Don was narrowing.

I thought that for the first time in my life I might not be able to escape.

Ultimately, he reached the end of the line and was cornered.

Breathe on your shoulders, looking back in horror, a smiling husband.

I came running the same distance, but I thought I was too afraid my breath wasn't disturbed.

They come close to each other in silence.

The back is a seedling of roses, so I can't even lag behind.

The moment my husband reached out to me, he closed his eyelid.

I was ready for a shock, ready for my heart, but it's hard to hit me.

――

Suspiciously, I open my eyelids.

My husband wasn't in front of me.

If you look around and see where the hell you've been, you'll find yourself crouching into the ground.

I held my head in and didn't make it slight.

"Oh, no! Hey, are you okay!?

Wasn't it a good idea to go all the way because of lack of sleep?

I also kneel down on the spot and peek into my husband's face.

"Are you sick? Do you want some fruit juice?

"No......"

"Somewhere to sit back and rest..."

"It's not like I'm not feeling well. Because this is just self-loathing."

"What? Why is that happening?

My husband, who looked up, had a sad look like he'd never seen before.

"What's the meaning of this?

"…… I couldn't bear what I wanted and I hunted down the reluctant Hermina"

I whine in a quiet voice that I have worked the same act as Ignatz von Signake.

"……… nothing, though I don't like it"

"Eh?"

"I ran away because I was scared you had bloody eyes"

Hear my words, Pocan's husband.

Stand up and offer your hand.

"After we get a good night's sleep, let's talk slowly. I haven't been able to thank you properly for what I did before."

"I don't know how to thank you for that. It was a tough way to solve it."

"You say it because I want to. It doesn't matter how you feel."

I grabbed my husband's hand, which had wondrously blinked me, and let him stand up.

At that moment, the Knights-owned clock tower bell rings. Apparently the break is over.

"It's time to go home. You have a job, too, don't you?

"Yeah, that's right"

"What's your return today?

"I'll be home as soon as I can."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Still, he seemed stunned, so he slaps his husband on the back to put him alive.

Me and my husband were to return to the path of the garden.

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When I got home, I screamed.

"- I knew it, it's disgusting!!

Naturally, it's not about my husband.

It was the heartbreak I had been feeling for a few days that was making me feel restless.

This is definitely not love for my husband.

Something else.

Dokundokun and beating faster.

A private room door was knocked on when he held his mouth down and tried to sit on the bench.

It was the butler who came.

She was pale in the face.

"Oh, ma'am."

"What? What's wrong?

The butler offers me the booklet on the silver basin with his trembling hand.

It was a gossip magazine with rumours of nobility and such.

On the cover, it says something extraordinary.

- of Helmina, the bad wife of the Count Veimar's house, heterosexual intercourse at midday!?

If you follow the letters with your eyes and understand what they mean, they will collapse off your knees.

He heard the butler calling my name like some other human resources.

I had to check the contents of the article, but I didn't listen to what my body had to say.

An hour later, my mother came to me when she came home from the outing.

Apparently I had already read the article and it encouraged me not to worry.

She went to her husband's home and talked to him.

"Mother, if I were you, I wouldn't..."

"You can't take back what's gone by, Hermina."

"I know but............!

What was written in the article was half the truth, half the lies.

The contents are that I was seeing a man while my husband was away.

A reporter seemed to be watching a close meeting with Ignatz von Sainake.

I'm sure they might have seen me on the day I went with a fancy outfit.

Afterwards, it didn't say that my husband had come to pick me up, but that he had shouldered and boarded the carriage in a friendly manner, and that the inn had run to one side of the house.

"I don't have a face to see my stepfather or my stepmother."

"He said he didn't want me to worry about it. It's okay."

"But I scratched the name of the Count's house."

My mother strokes my back and tells me to rest today.

Even though I said I wanted to wait for my husband to return, he told me I shouldn't see him in a rough state. The story is, my mother will tell me.

For a long time, I was right about what my mother said. So I honestly decided to ask.

Though the promise to wait for you to return will be counterproductive. I didn't think I had a choice.

Tell the nanny to bring her daughter to the bedroom.

I held my daughter's warm body and regained my composure once.

I fell asleep, so I put him to sleep on the sleeping table for the baby.

If I lost the warmth I had in my chest, I felt my body cold at once and mopped my own shoulders.

And now I realize.

The news of the bad bugs that had been going on for so long was that this was the case.

Even if I did, I'd lose my face to let my husband see me.

As the article headlined out, I thought I was the worst Countess wifey in the world.

How did this happen?

The fact that my attention was scattered would be one of the major causes.

I regret that I should have gone to see him that day in sheet metal armor (full plate armor), ignoring Ignats von Sainake's requests and such.

I couldn't get to sleep that night.

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The next morning.

My husband is informed that he went to work before sunrise. Looks like the butler kept the letter.

Words that inspired me were written inside that I didn't have to worry about.

The kindness of my husband makes me feel.

When another letter is being delivered, the butler offers a silver basin with an envelope on it.

I heard it was delivered earlier this morning on the horse.

I took it and looked at the sender, but it had the name of an unknown woman named Emily on it. For some reason, it doesn't say his family name.

I have no doubt about the address. Leaning his neck on a suspicious letter, he opens the letter.

It is written that the letter begins. After all, I didn't know him.

If you read ahead, it would contain unexpected information.

Apparently, she's my husband's ex-fiancé. And he wants to talk to me.

It didn't say that I wanted to break in between my husband and me, so it also said that he wanted me to feel safe. After all, I thought you wanted to tell me to break up with my husband, so I clap him out.

What purpose do you want to see me for?

I can't imagine it at all.

It also said it had something to do with this scandal.

Then I guess I'll just have to see him once and listen to him.

I decided to write Emily back.