Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Translator: Yonnee

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In reality, he seemed much more to my liking than the ice-cold version of himself.

Unable to hide his joy, he said to me,

“There’s something I prepared for you, Irene.”

Speaking in a gentle tone, he suddenly turned to someone outside with a chilly voice.

“Come in.”

Though the figure in front of me now was completely different from the one I knew from the past, I was still reminded of the version of him that I knew.

So, you were like that. Despite his efforts to adapt to life in Korea, he was still the Duke of the Stern Empire back then.

“Pardon my intrusion.”

It was the voice of a woman I hadn’t heard before. When I turned, a middle-aged woman in a gorgeous outfit was bowing.

“I’m Isabella, who manages the Irene Boutique in the capital. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lady Closch.”

I already knew that many people used the name ‘Irene’ because of a particular star, but it was the first time I heard it as the name of a boutique using this name.

Just having the same name made me feel a sense of connection.

“Yes, it’s a pleasure for me as well.”

We exchanged greetings, but I couldn’t shake off this slightly nagging feeling.

Looking perplexed, I glanced at Ciel, and he responded without much excitement, raising his lips that he had lowered before.

“I thought you might need it, so I called her in advance.”

“His Grace personally calling for me made me so happy. I was so curious about the young lady in question! Oh my, your hair color is quite unique. It’s not a common color you see every day.”

Isabella quickly took out a notebook and began scribbling something. At that moment, Mary entered the room.

“Milady, I’ve prepared cold tea and some desserts for you.”

It seemed like he had informed Mary in advance. Before I even knew it, it’s as if he’d become part of this household. How and when exactly did that happen?

In such a natural manner that he truly looked right at home, he sat next to me and casually picked up a glass of cold tea.

“I’ve brought a catalog featuring the latest designs that are in vogue at the capital. However, if there’s a specific design you desire, don’t hesitate to let me know. I can make it for you without any trouble.”

Unlike most noble ladies, I was awkward when it came to socializing, but Isabella still continued to speak as I remained silent. Seemingly more interested than me, Ciel made some comments.

“Hmm, that collar seems too low…”

“Oh my, oh my. Your Grace is too conservative. This is the most popular design in the capital these days. The reason is that husbands love it, making it even more famous.”

“Are there only fools….”

“Pardon?”

Although Ciel mumbled almost inaudibly, I was sitting next to him so I heard it all and couldn’t help but suppress a laugh. Throughout the passive reactions, I finally requested something from Isabella.

“I like this one. Are there any other trending styles?”

“Oh, yes. This is a style that is popular among both young ladies and madams.”

Certainly, all the trending styles seemed to have a deep V-neck, emphasizing the chest. The difference was whether it embraced the chest in a heart shape or had a V-neck style.

Nevertheless, I went through the catalogue excitedly, flipping through the pages one by one.

Ciel watched next to me, fidgeting and muttering while pursing his lips. It was so funny seeing him like this. The fun came from witnessing him acting all jittery.

I found myself drawn to this, thinking, ‘So, you also wanted this? To spend time like a normal couple with me?’

Just like I used to desire in the past.

“Ummmm… That, honestly— That doesn’t quite look right.”

Unable to bear it any longer, Ciel subtly covered the catalogue I was looking at. While doing so, he coldly addressed Isabella.

“Show designs opposite to this style.”

“But…”

Even with his icy gaze, Isabella remained undeterred.

In fact, she seemed to be more determined.

“A style covering up to the neck might be too hot for summer and could look quite stifling. Moreover, it might make the Lady appear unaware of the capital’s fashion trends.”

“…There are magic tools inside the Imperial Palace that maintain an appropriate temperature throughout the seasons. So, it doesn’t matter.”

“But…”

Isabella glanced at me, as if seeking help.

“Ciel.”

“Hmm?”

“Shouldn’t you go and visit the villa? I heard it’s almost completed… and the workers seem to admire you a lot. Since they’ve worked hard, shouldn’t you observe the finishing touches and reward them accordingly?”

Although I phrased it indirectly, it was clear what exactly I was saying.

Uh-huh. Get out of here already.