Battle Divorce! - Chapter 29

Chapter 15.1

…All I want to do is run away.

Escape was the only thing on Daisy’s mind.

She desperately wanted to flee from this grim reality, but Daisy was a responsible adult with a sense of duty. She had to think about the consequences.

“Haah, you’re not a child. Just suck it up. Hang in there.”

If she were on her own, she wouldn’t care about the consequences. She would have made a run for it ages ago, but…

The orphanage was her family. The people there relied on her, and she felt an obligation to protect them. That duty held her back.

To Daisy, the orphanage was more than just a place. It was the reason she had been reborn, from “Easy” to “Daisy.” She was deeply grateful for it.

“Jamie’s hospital bills and Therese’s donation…”

She muttered a list of things she had agreed to receive from Therese in exchange for extending her mission, forcing herself to push down the overwhelming urge to flee.

If she suddenly disappeared one day, the orphanage would be the first place they looked. The children and the sisters would suffer the consequences, dragged into something they had no part in. That thought alone kept her rooted in place.

‘Alright, what can I do? I’ll stick it out, at least until I can get divorced.’

Life’s just a game of survival. Once the divorce was finalized, she would treat whatever she received from Therese as a severance package and put it to good use.

Then, she could go back to living a normal life.

And to make that happen—

One, she absolutely could not let her true identity slip.

Two, she needed to secure a divorce.

No matter how she looked at it, there was no other option.

Get divorced before you’re found out.

Daisy repeated her goals in her head like a mantra.

‘But how am I supposed to make it happen…?’

That was the real challenge.

Maxim von Waldeck’s tastes were anything but normal. Common sense simply didn’t apply to him.

She had headbutted him hard enough to split his lip, yet he had found it “adorable.” Every time she fought back, he just claimed it turned him on more.

She had no clue how to shake him off.

‘If I’m found out, it’ll be a pointless death.’

She refused to die so meaninglessly when her retirement was just within reach. Daisy shuddered as she recalled the report she had read back at Therese’s parlor.

She had experienced it firsthand. He possessed monstrous strength.

Normally, people with such raw power were slow, but that didn’t apply to him. But that didn’t apply to Maxim von Waldeck.

If he ever discovered she was nothing more than a decoy wife, she doubted she’d even have a chance to kill him and escape.

“…What should I do?”

It was like wandering through a thick fog with no way out.

‘If I keep looking, maybe I’ll find a solution.’

To make that happen, she needed to fully understand her target—Maxim von Waldeck.

‘Okay, I already know he’s a madman and a s*x maniac… but what else?’

She had read the documents Count Therese handed her, but most of them only contained official information.

What Daisy really needed was something more personal. His habits, preferences, and secrets.

Right now, she sorely lacked crucial information.

‘Alright, let’s get to work. Better to do something than just lie here.’

When logic failed, experience was the best teacher. If she wanted answers, she had no choice but to dig for them herself.

‘Where to begin?’

A person’s belongings often revealed more than words ever could.

Since she had a bit of time, now seemed like the perfect opportunity to go through Maxim’s things.

Daisy had chosen to shower second, buying herself extra time to investigate.

Sure, he had promised no s*x and swore he’d keep his word, but how could she trust that?

If he finished his shower first, there was always a chance he might lose control and pounce on her. It was safer to let him go first and use that time to search.

‘Alright, I’ll look around until the water stops running.’

The moment she heard the shower turn on, Daisy sprang up from the bed, shedding the blankets she had been buried under and got straight to work.

The first thing she found as she rifled through Maxim’s clothes on the sofa was a pendant necklace with a small portrait inside.

‘He still carries this?’

She had assumed he only took it with him to the battlefield, but it looked like he always kept it close.

Back then, she had been too overwhelmed to really notice.

But now she had the chance to take a closer look.