My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 11.1

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Chapter 11.1

Translator: Yonnee

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“I’m Adeline Alvinith. It’s our first time meeting, right?”

The woman who greeted Theodore also talked to me in a kind manner. The gentle voice and the smile on her face were so natural. To the point where anyone could believe that she really liked me.

“You’re the young lady of the Alvinith Duchy, so of course I’ve heard of you. It’s nice to meet you.”

I curtsied back without any fault, formally and plainly. Adeline Avinith nodded so hard that I thought it was a bit excessive. Then, she soon went back to Theodore’s side and stayed there, looking as though she was hopping. …I’m not sure, but her behavior was kind of cute. Perhaps because she was a beauty with rare pink hair, she actually looked adorable.

“Theo and I have been close since we were young. We’re childhood friends. We don’t have any secrets from each other, right?”

“……”

Theodore nodded insincerely, with a little hint of annoyance in his expression. Adeline seemed to be bothered by this, and it didn’t seem like he hated her. Well, who would hate her when she was so lovely? She was even someone who was once in marriage talks with Theodore.

I heard that Duke Alvinith opposed my marriage to Theodore so severely that it had to be covered up. Duchess Alvinith also seemed to favor Theodore.

However, that was until my father, Duke Everett, came in and persuaded Duke Alvinith—until my father himself made a move for the marriage.

‘After divorcing me, Adeline might marry Theodore. Of course, Duke Alvinith is going to allow it…’

“……”

All of a sudden, I felt dirty.

It felt like I had stepped on a disgusting bug, one that was so unpleasant and uneasy and annoying… This emotion enveloped me in its entirety.

“Huh? Your complexion doesn’t look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere…?”

Adeline’s voice evoked concern as she asked. I looked back at her silently as she was standing beside Theodore. They looked like a ‘real’ couple like that.

Good for Adeline.

‘……?’

I paused for a moment. Just now, that thought… Have I gone crazy? What’s wrong with me?

I have to pull myself together.

“Oh goodness, I guess you really aren’t in a good condition. Your face is so pale.”

“I’m alright. Please continue your conversation. I’ll return for the moment.”

Theodore opened his lips as though to say something, but I quickly turned back and left that place.

As I entered the deserted hallway, Charlotte quickly followed behind me. It seemed like she was watching me nearby. Charlotte carefully wrapped a shawl around my shoulder, then she asked carefully.

“Madam, are you tired? Shall I bring you some warm tea with honey and lemon?”

“…No, it’s okay. You don’t have to.”

I went up to my room with Charlotte. Since the main event was over anyway, I don’t think I need to stay there for pretenses any longer. It would be easier for them to gossip about Everett at this point.

As I sat by the fire, Charlotte brought me warm water, and the steam coming from it gave me a strange sense of stability. Thanks to this, I rested comfortably, even as my heart continued to pound heavily. Like a person who’s being chased. Or, like someone who’s left something important behind.

…It can’t be. It shouldn’t be.

‘Now that I think about it, did I steal her place?’

I was taken aback by the thought that came so abruptly that it left me blank. I don’t know why I keep thinking about her and Theodore. I want to get them out of my head.

However, I kept thinking of Adeline Alvinith’s lovely appearance, and I kept envisioning her with Theodore. They suited each other as they stood like that, like a pretty painting.

I wanted to dig out my thoughts from my brain if I could. It’s bothersome. It’s all useless.

‘Adeline can comfort Theodore. Lily Everett cannot.’

The voice inside me whispered as though sneering at me. I gently closed my eyes and bit my lower lip.

Shut up.

Please. Just stop.

“Madam, would you like to go to bed early tonight? I’m thinking of lighting up some lavender incense that’s good for a restful slumber…”

“…Okay, I should go to bed early. Do that lavender incense, too, please.”

“Yes, Madam!”

I then changed into my nightgown and lay down. Charlotte moved quietly like a shadow, lit the lavender incense and left a small lamp on. She even recalled how, whenever I was particularly tired, I slept less in a dark room. Closing my eyes, I murmured softly.

“Thank you, Charlotte.”

“It’s nothing, Madam. Then, sweet dreams.”

When Charlotte left out the door and closed it shut, a desolate silence filled the room.

Tossing and turning because I couldn’t sleep, I eventually sat up and went closer to a bedside table. I opened the bottom drawer and took out a medicine bottle that’s been hidden deep inside. What’s inside were sleeping pills.

I heard from the pharmacist that taking it over a long period of time wasn’t going to be good for my health. But recently, there were more and more nights that I couldn’t sleep without taking them.

…So it couldn’t be helped. I shook out two pills and poured them into my mouth. If I did this, I’d be able to sleep properly until the morning.