My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 89.2
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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“Forgiveness… It’s not a virtue. It’s just rationalization and deception.”
Moreover, it was clear that I was born with a disposition to not forgive even if I were to die soon.
Whether it takes ten years or a hundred years, it is in my nature that I must take revenge.
So the least mercy I can give him is… To quietly leave without taking revenge.
The fact that he lost so many precious things to the Everett family… I understand that the original sin of the Everett family is responsible for our misfortune that he had to hate me.
“…Don’t expect anything from me, Theodore.”
“…….”
“We are completely done. No longer a couple, no longer in love… Nothing.”
Deep despair grew in his eyes. I turned my back on him. I walked up to the door and grabbed the handle. I just left the room and left him alone.
Just as realizations and love came late, it was also much too late for forgiveness.
* * *
The morning dawned without fail.
I was extremely tired after consulting with Theodore until late the night before and not being able to sleep that night.
‘It’s better.’
If Owen and Hessen see me on my deathbed, they will be very happy.
‘If I keep them off guard, the chances of the plan succeeding will increase.’
I slowly got up, rolled up the blanket, and stood up with the intention of getting ready. I looked at the clock and it was seven o’clock.
Charlotte… Is she still sleeping? Usually around this time, Charlotte would come to wake me up.
It was then. Before I could think about it, the side door opened and Charlotte came into the room. She seemed a little in a hurry. Plus, she looked very tired.
When Charlotte saw that I was already up, she was startled and then she came up to me and asked.
“Madam, are you awake already? Did you sleep well?”
“Hmm… Did you sleep well?”
“Haa, no… I couldn’t sleep at all.”
Charlotte shook her head as she helped me up. As I headed to the bathroom, I quietly listened to Charlotte chattering like a sparrow.
“Ever since I heard about that death spirit from you yesterday, Madam, I’ve been in a bad mood, and I’ve even had nightmares at night. I had trouble sleeping because of that.”
Charlotte was very horrified to hear the story about the death spirit. She even cried, saying she felt sorry for the people who were sacrificed.
‘To honor the souls of those people… House Everett must fall.’
Charlotte always did things for me, but it was amazing to see her have her own determination. And I secretly hoped that in the future, she would live according to her own will rather than for me.
Someday, even after I leave Charlotte’s side, she should be able to live well without being too sad…
“What would you like for breakfast? Oh, happy birthday, Madam! I’ll give you my gift later tonight!”
“…Yes, thank you. I’ll just have something simple for breakfast.”
“It can’t be simple! Today is Madam’s birthday! A sumptuous feast must be served in the morning…”
I smiled faintly as I watched Charlotte chatter endlessly.
Next to Charlotte… It would be great if someone other than me could join us. So that Charlotte could rely on them after I leave.
It suddenly felt sad that I didn’t have much time left to live.
* * *
The strange painting of the beach was clearly sent by Owen to confirm that Theodore had lost his memory.
I tried to find out who painted the picture, but I couldn’t find even the slightest clue… It had to be that way. That painting, so cleverly imbued with magic, was probably drawn by Owen’s wizard.
‘I guess that’s why Derek couldn’t find a trail left behind by the magic. That wizard… must be an unusual person.’
“Madam, uh… His Grace sent a gift.”
The sound of Charlotte’s voice quietly broke my thoughts. While I was drinking morning tea, I stopped and looked at the box Charlotte was holding.
…Theodore.
…A gift. I felt strange. The day comes when he gets me a birthday present while I’m alive. Although… I don’t feel happy at all now.
I said in a bitter voice.
“Just leave it there. I’ll figure it out later.”
“Ah yes…! Well, there’s a letter too.”
Charlotte gave the letter that was sandwiched between the ribbons that decorated the box. Yes, I see. I nodded calmly.
The gift box was placed on the console next to the door. I sipped my morning tea, staring blankly at the box. Theodore… As expected, he knew my birthday. Even though he knew, he pretended not to know.
‘…Mean guy.’
And now he comes to celebrate my birthday. Only after I stopped yearning to hear his greetings.
But I don’t want to say harsh words to him about this. Because that, too, was emotionally draining.
And at a time when all plans had to be perfect for revenge, I didn’t want to cause any unnecessary disruption. Theodore would also… feel the same.
“…….”
Yesterday, after learning how he had lost his memory and becoming convinced that the Everett family had made that crack, Theodore seemed once again consumed by strong hatred.
In the past, his hatred would have been directed at me, but now that he knew I was not in the same league as Everett’s devils, Theodore just got angry.
Looking at that, I… Suddenly this thought occurred to me. Perhaps, he poured his hatred for Everett onto me, whom he knew to be their minion.
In other words, I was nothing more than someone to vent his anger on.
‘…Really mean.’
No matter how much he misunderstood me.
Even that misunderstanding was absurd.
When, as always, I felt emotional and strengthened my hand holding the teacup.
Knock, knock—
A soft knock was heard, and then the servant’s voice came from outside the door.
“Madam, I’ve come with a message. The two Lords of House Everett have just arrived at the Valentino Castle.”
“…….”
Charlotte looked back at me with a nervous face.
I stared at the door expressionlessly.
…What is coming has come. Yes.
‘It’s what I hoped for.’
It’s indescribable just how much I hated them. After seeing those faces for the first time in a long time, I will be able to engrave this resentment clearly in my heart again.
I put down the teacup and stood up. When I walked up to the mirror to check my appearance, I saw a woman with venomous eyes and a cold smile.
Okay, let’s give it a try.
Who will win in the end?
Owen, Hessen, and my father… the Everett family.
I will definitely drag you all down into the abyss.
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