Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Translator: Yonnee

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“Ah… I was just so pleased to hear about you and inadvertently…”

“Saintess…”

“In our homeland, it’s customary to address people by their first names. Hearing that Your Grace the Duke created food similar to my homeland’s, I suppose I felt a sense of familiarity.”

Around them, the listening nobles let out sympathetic sighs, casting resentful glances at Ciel.

Seo-yoon, fixating on one spot, managed to squeeze out some crocodile tears. Her black eyes, welling up with moisture, sparkled like sparkling pebbles.

This only drew more fascinated gazes from the aristocrats, while negative sentiment against Ciel grew.

Witnessing Seo-yoon’s overly familiar behavior towards a stranger, Irene discarded the last shred of her empathy towards the girl.

On the other hand, perhaps Irene was thankful that her efforts to see Seo-yoon differently… were so casually trampled.

With a gentle smile, Irene bowed lightly and then stepped forward.

“I am not certain of Your Eminence’s homeland, but it seems remarkably similar to the Kingdom of Yuria. The unique cuisine was made with ingredients from there, and I was the one who passed the idea to the Duke.”

As the recipe was from her past, it wasn’t a lie. She wanted to shift the mood.

“You originated it, Lady Closch?”

The crown prince asked in surprise.

His words sparked a murmur among the surrounding nobles. And while responding to the crown prince, Irene kept her gaze on Seo-yoon.

“If Her Eminence longs for her homeland, perhaps a visit to the Kingdom of Yuria would be welcome? You might find a sense of familiarity there.”

“Oh, what a splendid idea.”

The crown prince openly delighted at the thought of having the saintess to himself for an extended period. He had been unsatisfied with merely seeing Seo-yoon during her daily visits to the palace.

Contrary to Jace’s reaction, Seo-yoon seemed to be uncomfortable. It was because it was as if Irene could see right through her pretenses. This irked her—very.

And those eyes.

Seo-yoon recalled the first time she met this woman.

Just like then, the woman still did not seem to respect her as a holy saintess. She treated Seo-yoon as if she were no different from any other person, which unsettled her quite so.

Could she have heard something from the duke?

At the same time, Seo-yoon remembered that her guiding had not worked on him. Had he told that woman about it?

She bit her lower lip hard in frustration.

“Lady Closch seems to know a lot about the Kingdom of Yuria.”

At the crown prince’s inquiry, Irene glanced at her father standing behind her. Her family seemed puzzled by Irene’s outspokenness but did not show it.

Instead, Arthur stepped forward and responded to the crown prince.

“Given the location of my family’s estate, we have had interactions with the Kingdom of Yuria for quite some time, Your Highness.”

“Oh, right. It’s not far from Closch territory.”

“Yes, which is why our daughter naturally became acquainted with it.”

“I see, I see.”

“Actually, after hearing that the Saintess enjoyed it, we tried making Dak-bokkeum-tang ourselves, and found the taste very familiar. Oh, do you know about it, Your Highness?”

Arthur spoke with an easy charm to the crown prince.

“What is it, Baron?”

Jace, perhaps aware of Arthur as one of the few precious talents in the empire from what he heard from the emperor, or maybe it was Arthur’s unpretentious demeanor that was so different from the capital’s nobles, found the baron refreshing and likable.

“There’s a famous skewered chicken shop in the Kingdom of Yuria, and the flavor is very similar to that of Dak-bokkeum-tang, which is a spicy braised chicken dish. The only difference is that the skewered chicken is much spicier. I’d like to offer it to you if the opportunity arises.”

“That sounds intriguing. Yes. Perhaps stopping by Closch territory before escorting the Saintess to the Kingdom of Yuria would be a good idea.”

The crown prince’s sudden suggestion stiffened the expressions of both Ciel and Irene subtly, but Arthur burst out laughing heartily in response.

“I truly look forward to it. I doubt Your Highness will be able to even finish one skewer.”

“Hmm, impossible. I enjoyed both the Dak-bokkeum-tang and Tteokbokki immensely.”

“They can’t be compared.”

“Ha, the Baron seems quite competitive.”

“I have my name up at that skewered chicken shop. They only put up the names of those who eat the most, and the fastest.”

“Really, there’s such a thing?”

“Yes, it’s…”

Arthur, getting carried away and forgetting his place, was abruptly cut off by Helen. She took a step forward and discreetly pinched his waist. It was a quick and adept maneuver.