Chapter 69
Sickly? Husband's Contractual Wife
Chapter 69
âI know everything.â
ââ¦â¦â
The woman had a very bright smile on her face.
âItâs alright, Madam. Itâs naturally like that.â
âWhat⦠What are you talking about?â
âEyy, you donât have to feign innocence with me. Whatâs there to hide?â
Rona pushed in the door for a moment. I stepped back and looked at her with a puzzled face.
Rona walked in, a towel and undergarments in one hand. Then, she turned around quickly.
âYou didnât come back last night, Madam⦠I was so worriedâ¦â
Rona muttered towards me with an expression that looked as if she was about to cry.
With a hand over her mouth, the way she looked at me was quite strange.
âWhatâs wrong with her?â
While I looked at her perplexedly, Rona took her hand off her lips.
ââ¦Absolutely nothing happened.â
But then when the hand that covered her mouth went down, the corners of her lips tugged up even higher.
âMadam. Finally.â
When I heard this, I looked around, not knowing what to do.
âWhat, why? What? Why do you say that?â
Thereâs no way she knows. No way. Thatâs impossible.
What happened last night was something between him and me, and⦠Anyway, itâs supposed to be like that.
But why did it seem like Rona was looking at me like she knew everything that happened last night?
âRona?â
I carefully called Ronaâs name.
But Rona was distracted by other things. I donât know if she can hear me or not.
âWhat are you looking at?â
Ronaâs eyes were focused on one spot between my neck and chest.
The same place Emma had been staring at earlier.
However, unlike Emmaâs gaze which was so venomous as if she couldnât stand seeing what she was seeing, Ronaâs eyes sparkled like two stars.
âIs there something on me?â
Following that gaze, I looked down calmly.
âAhh!â
As soon as I saw my chest, a small scream burst out.
Just above the neckline of my clothes was⦠a trail of red marks all across my chest.
I immediately ran straight to the vanity tableâs mirror.
âOh my godâ¦â
It wasnât just one trail.
Apart from the spot thatâs immediately visible the moment I lowered my head earlier, the center of my chest, even under my clothes and near my collarboneâthey were all marked.
âWh-What is this.â
While I was engulfed in astonishment, Ronaâs eyes were just twinkling as she clasped her hands together.
The eyes that seemed to be sprinkled with stardust now seemed to have become heart-shaped.
âWhat else, itâs a trace of love.â
âLove⦠what?â
I fumbled through my reddish chest and neck with my hand.
It wasnât that difficult to pull up the memory of each mark.
[ Youâre sweet, Selena. ]
The words he whispered in my ear, the actions he did to meâ¦
âThis way⦠that wayâ¦â
Once again, memories flooded my mind the moment I looked at the marks.
I remember them clearly.
âN-No way, this.â
I hurriedly rubbed the red spots with my hands.
However, the marks did not disappear. Rather, they just got even more visible.
âIf you rub them, itâll get redder, Madam.â
Rona grabbed my hand.
âHuh? Huuh?â
âNo matter how much you rub it, it wonât come off.â
âT-Then what should I do?â
âUntil it disappears⦠Well, youâll have to wait.â
ââ¦â¦â
Iâm screwed. Totally screwed.
I plopped down on my seat.
âWhatâs wrong?â
ââ¦I canât go around like this.â
âOf course, everyone will know that you and His Grace had a hot night togetherâ¦â
âI canât do that!â
Rona looked at me with a puzzled face at the sound of my scream.
âEyy, what is there to be ashamed of between a married couple? But if thatâs the case, then Iâll cover it with makeup.â
âReally?â
âYes.â
âCan you really cover it?â
It felt like a ray of light was shining over a dark sky.
I screamed inwardly as I stood in front of a full-body mirror.
âIs this the only way you can cover it?â
Even though Rona had been applying makeup carefully for the past two hours, the reddish marks would not completely disappear.
âI covered a lot⦠Is it still not enough?â
Rona made a tearful face as she held the makeup bag.
âItâll be fine even if itâs a little obvious. I heard this kind of makeup is a trend these daysâ¦â
âWhat? Trend?â
âYes. To intentionally leave red marks in noticeable places.â
Rona continued calmly.
âItâs not a trend just in the Imperial Palace, but everyone in the capital is following it. In bars, on the streets⦠Everywhere.â
Rona enumerated while folding her fingers one by one.
âAre you making fun of me?â
âIâm not teasing, Madam. Iâm telling the truth.â
Rona refuted the accusation as her eyes widened.
âI definitely heard itâs a popular makeup trend in high society these days. At the last tea party, I heard Marchioness Morde speak about it directly.â
Oh my god.
âAh, donât tell me, donât tell me.â
I shook my head. Itâs trendy to openly reveal traces of such blatant and covert acts?
âWho started this trend?â
There must have been someone who led this trend.
Usually, it was the noblewoman who dominated the social world. Whatever she ate, wore, and drank would become popular.
âLady Louise.â
ââ¦Who?â
I asked again for a moment, thinking that my ears heard it wrong.
âWho is it?â
âLady Louise.â
ââ¦â¦â
I stared blankly at Rona, speechless.
âLouise?â
Is it the same Louise that I know? Or it could have been a person with the same name. Louise was a relatively common name after all.
âThat person⦠Do you know what she looks like?â
âUm⦠According to the Marchioness, sheâs as beautiful as a rose. Sheâs a captivating beauty. And regardless of gender, any man or woman would do a double take.â
âCaptivating beautyâ¦â
I muttered blankly.
âWhatâs the color of her eyes? Her hair color? How captivating does she look?â
I was out of my mind asking questions. The only thought floating in my head was âNo wayâ.
Rona looked at me with a puzzled face and began to explain as soon as she visualized the woman.
âShe has red hair and wine-colored eyes. I heard that the Imperial Palace is stirred because of rumors about her these days.â
Red hair, wine-colored eyes. Her face was clearly drawn in my mind.
Louise.
âItâs the same Louise I know.â
How did she, the head of the Opium salon and a high-status widow, appear in the Imperial Palaceâs circle?
âHow popular is she?â
âI believe sheâs favored by His Majesty the Emperor.â
âFavored?â
âYes.â
Rona said this as if it was nothing.
Well, all the women who the Emperor had been involved with were so famous that it was hard to refute this, so itâs not something unusual.
âI guess itâs a little odd this time.â
âOdd?â
Itâs common knowledge that the Emperor has lovers.
And it wasnât just the Emperor himself, but it was a common occurrence even with noblemen.
Of course, on the contrary, even women had lovers as well.
With marriage, the body and the mind were separate things. Marriage between nobility was like this in the first place.
For each otherâs benefit, nobles were willing to be tied under the shackles of marriage in order for their families to combine power.
âYes, I heard that itâs gone beyond a simple fling⦠Because of that, itâs said that Her Majesty is very worried these days.â
No woman would encourage her husband to have a lover. The same was true with the Empress.
âSo thatâs why Missus Camilla often visits Her Majesty these days.â
âPerhaps.â
The current Empress was Camillaâs relative. I heard that they were cousins and that they were close friends even before they had each gotten married.
âWhat kind of person is Lady Louise? Which family is she from?â
âSheâs from a foreign country. I heard her family owns a very affluent guild.â
Only aristocrats with legitimate power and wealth were allowed to enter the Opium salon.
Those who knew her face were also limited in number. With her status, her past is easy to wash away.
âBut the inner circle of the Imperial Palace, thatâs amazing.â
I already thought that she wasnât a normal person, but her abilities were really amazing.
âWhy? Is there any problemâ¦â
âNo.â
I shook my head. Nevertheless, the name Rona mentioned lingered in my mind.
âAnyway, this makeup wonât be enough.â
I jumped back to my feet.
âThen?â
âWe need to find something with more coverage.â
âIf itâs something with more coverageâ¦â
Rona tilted her head to the side. With a serious tone, I told her.
âBring out all my dresses.â
After a while, Rona searched through the closet and lined up all the clothes I had that were the most conservative.
I looked through them carefully.
âAre you really going to wear it twice?â
Rona glanced at the clothes that made even her feel dull just by looking at them.
âYeah.â
âYouâve got so many pretty dresses, Madam. Why must youâ¦â
Pretending not to hear her deep, pained sigh, I spoke once again.
âWhat are you doing? Hurry up and find it.â
As I spoke to Rona, I also searched through the pile of clothes.
âNot this, or this. Not that.â
The dresses that were rejected were pushed out one by one.
There were more dresses here with open necklines even though I asked Rona to bring only dresses that would cover as much of my skin as possible.
âIsnât there a single dress here that wonât have a plunging neckline?!â
With a silent scream, the search for the right dress continued for quite a while.
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