My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 10.1
Chapter 10.1
Translator: Yonnee
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The reason why Missus Seymour called me wasn’t because of the necklace that I received from Theodore. Nor was it about how I sold all the jewelry I brought with me from the Everett Duchy.
Of course, such things must have already reached her ears, but she didn’t seem to care that much.
However, it was still surprising for me—rather than the usual strictness on her face, there was a deep expression instead.
“Oh, you’re here.”
Standing by the window, Missus Seymour looked back at me and spoke briefly. Her attitude was calm, but there was an indescribable sorrow in her eyes.
I approached her slowly, walking so that there was no sound. She had sent me on the territorial inspection, but it didn’t seem like she held any malice. It was just a bit awkward between us.
“I heard you were looking for me…”
“Yes, I have something to tell you. You have to know as well, Lily.”
Missus Seymour beckoned to me, then she continued speaking.
“It will be Camillus’ death anniversary in four days. Theo’s older brother.”
“……!”
My eyes widened unknowingly, my composure quickly slipping. …I had no idea. Although I was briefed about the Valentino family before I was married, the tutor didn’t mention when Camillus Valentino had passed away.
Suddenly, I remembered Theodore shedding tears in the bleak garden at dawn. The estate’s atmosphere had fallen to a gloomy mood recently, and Missus Seymour’s expression was full of grief.
All of that was because Camillus Valentino’s death anniversary was approaching.
“You know how Camillus passed away, right, Lily?”
“…I heard that he passed away while trying to block a fissure.”
I answered as I remembered. Missus Seymour led me to a room full of portraits. It seemed to be a room where portraits of the Duke of Valentino, his wife and their immediate descendants were being kept.
“It happened when Camillus was only twenty years old, and Theo was younger. The previous Duke and Duchess… My brother-in-law and my sister—they were also swept away by the sudden emergence of a fissure, and they lost their lives. But even Camillus’ life ended because of a fissure.”
“……”
Missus Seymour stopped in front of two large portraits, and beneath those portraits were names written in an elegant script: Peter Valentino, Renée Valentino. It was the former duke and duchess.
“I…”
While looking up at the two portraits, Missus Seymour spoke, but she couldn’t continue her words as though her throat had closed up. It wasn’t until a moment later that she continued.
“I looked up to my brother-in-law and sister so much. Those two deserved everyone’s love. Why must they die at such a young age? There are still so many things I don’t understand.”
“……”
“And Camillus had to follow the way he did.”
At that, the gaze that looked back at me was somewhat strange—and I soon understood why Missus Seymour was talking about this with me. The deaths of the former duke and duchess, as well as their eldest son… could be understood as the fault of Everett’s atrocities.
Chills ran down my spine, but I quickly regained composure. If the Everett family was behind their deaths… Then was it possible to manipulate the emergence of fissures?
‘I’ve never heard of such a thing being possible. But if it’s my father… he might have found a way.’
But anyway, it would be impossible for any human to do.
Whether Missus Seymour was aware of that or not, the atmosphere around her soon became calm once more and she walked away slowly. Then, where she stopped was in front of a dust-covered portrait of a young man… Camillus Valentino.
The Camillus Valentino in the portrait looked to be someone who had a soft impression, with his warm brown hair and light blue eyes. I looked back at the portrait of the previous duchess, and… it seemed like he took after Renée Valentino.
“Camillus was such a good child. He was good-natured and caring, and everyone adored him.”
“……”
“Camillus for Theo very much. After his unfortunate passing… Theo was half out of his mind. And whenever Camillus’ death anniversary approaches, it’s still hard for him.”
Missus Seymour reached out and carefully stroked the portrait, then she turned gracefully to look at me. Her grayish green eyes looked peaceful. No—this tranquility was feigned.
“In four days, a memorial service will be held for Camillus’ death anniversary. Originally, it should be you, the Lady of the house, who will be checking the budget, the schedule and the guests, but… It hasn’t been long since you’ve come to the Valentino estate, Lily. So I’ll be taking charge of it for now. There shouldn’t be any mistakes for an important event like this. You understand, right?”
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