Marriage with a Suspiciously Demure Husband - Chapter 87.2

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Chapter 87.2

He sat on the sofa, calmly waiting for his wife, thinking hard and tapping his fingers on the armrest. After some time, the curtain fluttered through the open window.

“My lord, I apologize for being late. I’ve found out more.”

A shadow approached Kairos and quickly told him something.

“….”

It turned out he hadn’t found out much.

Count and Countess Gadiel had taken care of and sponsored young Hazel.

It had been about ten years since then, and there hadn’t been much contact since then. He had asked around about the servants who had worked at the Count’s house during that time, but all he could find out was that they had been educated somewhat strictly.

There was nothing else he could find out.

No, there was definitely something. There was no way Hazel would have made that kind of expression just because of that connection.

‘Should I dig deeper?’

“Keep digging.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The man disappeared, and Kairos’ gaze, which had been frozen for a long time, turned to the clock.

It was almost midnight.

A subtle light filled his expressionless face.

Scratching his eyebrows slightly as if he was troubled, Kairos got up from his seat. He decided that it was better to be scolded than not to see Hazel’s face. Calling himself a terminal case, he headed to the study where Hazel would be.

Hazel was asleep in the study, holding a book in her arms.

“Hazel.”

She was fast asleep, not even twitching. As Kairos reached out to take the book from Hazel’s arms, she held it tighter and shifted to a more comfortable position.

His mouth twitched a little.

The book… What was it doing in Hazel’s arms?

As he glanced around, it seemed she had been quietly reading a book. A document peeked out from between the books at her bedside. When he lifted the book, he could see a document for the operation of the Soul Guild.

Kairos’ lips curled up slightly.

She had been so fond of the guild that he had been angry when she left, saying she would pay off the debt. Every time he saw this possibility, he wanted to turn back time even more.

He knelt before the sleeping Hazel and took the book out of her arms.

Thump.

As he carefully lifted it up, Hazel’s hand fell on Kairos’ head.

“….”

Startled, Kairos’ eyes widened as he slowly lowered his head towards Hazel. When his cheek almost touched her thigh, he leaned his head a little more, looking as if he was being stroked on the head while lying in Hazel’s arms.

How long had it been since Hazel’s confession of love? It was the last night at the hotel, so it was the 79th day today.

Kairos rested his face on Hazel’s leg for a moment.

So close, yet so far.

A self-deprecating laugh escaped his lips.

Crazy man.

After a long time, he got up, leaving his regret behind. Even as he carried Hazel to the bedroom, he held her close, closer, so that she wouldn’t be even a little further away from him.

* * *

“….”

I was in the study yesterday…

My d*mn husband must have moved me to the bedroom again. He left the door open, probably worried I’d try to break the knob again. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t keep his promise for a year.

I guessed he didn’t trust me either, but there was no point in talking about it.

Anyway, I had a dream last night. It wasn’t a nightmare, which was good, but I dreamt of a dog.

A huge, pitch-black dog the size of a house nestled in my arms. I’ve never even owned a dog. It kept nuzzling against me, so I petted it for a while, and then I thought I dreamt something else, but at least it wasn’t a nightmare.

I ruffled my messy hair, hastily grabbed my robe, and stepped out into the hallway.

And there he was.

“…”

Of course. Kairos was approaching me with that infuriatingly handsome smile. The moment I saw it, I turned on my heel and ran in the opposite direction, towards the bathroom.