Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Translator: Yonnee

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Whether or not he understood what I meant, the corner of one eye suddenly twitched. The eyes that had been filled with a joyful expression just a moment ago shook gently.

“…Alright.”

Although his tone was slightly curt, revealing his emotions, I didn’t stop.

After all, it was an imperial banquet involving the whole country and its provinces, so there was no need to impose the stylings of just the capital alone.

“Oh, Ciel.”

“Hm? Why?”

As he was about to leave the room with uncertain steps, Ciel immediately returned to his original position at my call.

I smiled at him and said,

“Can you call my mother here?”

“…It’s the Baroness, so of course.”

Before his words could finish, Isabella interjected briskly.

“I initially intended to see Lady Closch first and then meet the Madam, but in a place like this, it might be better for the Lady to look at the designs with her mother.”

“Indeed. Isn’t that right?”

I nodded as if to indicate that I had finished speaking, and I gave Ciel a ‘goodbye’ wink.

Once again on his way to leave, I spoke one more time, and he soon looked like a puppy with drooping ears.

“Thank you. I’ll see you once we’re leaving for the banquet.”

“…As long as it pleases you.”

He was kicked out of the room just as I intended, even though I didn’t explicitly say it.

The moment he left though, Isabella quickly approached and whispered to me.

“Ohooo, how did you manage to captivate His Grace? Do you know how famous Your Ladyship is in the capital?”

“Well, I’m not sure.”

“I’ll continue to serve you well. I’ll bring all the latest designs to you, Lady Closch. So, please share more of your love story with me.”

As if finally getting her hands on a rare romance novel at long last, Isabella showed more interest in my and Ciel’s story than in the dresses. There were many things I could say, but it was a story I couldn’t share with others.

“Hmm…”

Then, how about creating a story that can now be confidently told to others?

I turned my gaze to the catalog, not hiding my smile.

Although Isabella seemed disappointed, I still wasn’t ready to tell anyone just yet.

That is, how deeply that man had fallen for me.

* * *

The day before the imperial banquet, our family arrived in the capital using a portal. Of course, Ciel and Aiden were with us.

“It would have been nice if Rose could come with us…”

Though Aiden had been meeting Rose every day, he expressed his regret with a voice full of disappointment.

“We can’t bring her to the capital right now. Haven’t I told you? You need to protect her. To do that, it’s better for her not to be seen in social circles for now.”

“That’s true, but…”

“Moreover, don’t forget that Rose is a commoner. Are you sure you want to let those vultures see her?”

With a more assertive tone than expected, Aiden didn’t say anything more. I silently watched the two, then approached Aiden and gently guided him.

“Thank you for caring for Rose, Young Duke. But I also agree with His Grace. It’s better to be cautious for the time being.”

Currently, the only known Guide was the Saintess. In addition to that, the only known Espers were the crown prince and the duke, yet Aiden and Morgan had manifested as well.

The ‘prophetic’ novel I had read in the past had long gone down a different path, and I needed to understand the relationship between Seo-yoon and the monster waves. When dealing with an enemy, the style in which I preferred to do it was to quietly wait and, in a single stroke, cut their lifelines.

As I spoke and guided, Aiden slowly nodded with a confused expression.

Perhaps radial guiding would have sufficed, even though it was a low-level one.

Hmm, was there a difference between our levels?

While staring at Aiden and contemplating, a warm hand grabbed my hand somewhat forcibly.

“Ah, sorry.”

Although he apologized verbally, his hand didn’t change its grip. Instead, it tightened a bit as he continued speaking.

“I think you can stop now.”

He was referring to my guiding. The low, growling voice sounded familiar, as if I hadn’t heard it in a long time.

“Okay.”

As I agreed, his face brightened. Still though, he continued to hold my hand tenderly.