The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 252
ââŚI thought so.â
Ian was young, but he wasnât purely naĂŻve.
Having been pushed into the center of unwanted legal disputes because of adults coveting his birthright, he had no choice but to grasp the ways of the world early.
Nina was someone Ian had taken an immediate liking to.
The day she brought his uncle, who had been unable to stand before him out of guilt for two years, like a surprise gift.
That moment in the faculty office when she hid him behind her back as if to protect him.
When she extended goodwill even while knowing that her own existence might one day become an obstacle.
Ian thought it was a relief that the person by his uncleâs side was her.
But to think that they were famous for being on such bad terms that they slept in separate rooms?
âSo the excuse about being more comfortable sleeping alone was a lie too, right?â
If it were the uncle he knew, he would have intended from the beginning not to have an heir, so that he could pass the family on to him.
As if proving that guess to be true, his uncle remained silent, his brow twisted.
So, Uncle must have pushed Aunt away from the start.
But he must not have been able to help liking her, and that was why their relationship had improved.
âEven so, the fact that theyâre still sleeping separately meansâŚâ
It clearly proved that he himself was an âobstructionâ between the two of them.
âUncle, Iâm fine with not becoming the heir. So if youâre sleeping separately because of me, please donât.â
Ian had no ambition for the position of heir.
If a child were born between the two of them, and that meant he had to give up the position, he would do so gladly.
Even if, in the worst case, he were to be abandoned or cast asideâŚ
More than that, he hated the idea that he might be a hindrance between them.
âAunt would get hurtâŚâ
At Ianâs words, Ash let out a sigh that welled up from deep inside.
ââŚIan, itâs not because of the reasons youâre thinking that we sleep separately. Adults have their own circumstances.â
As he said that, Ash inwardly sneered at himself.
Right now, more than anyone else, he was the one who wanted to close his eyes beside her in the same bed and greet the morning together.
And yet he couldnât bring himself to suggest it, because he knew that even saying now that he didnât want a divorce was shameless.
âAnyway, unlike what youâre worried about, things between your aunt and uncle arenât that bad, so donât worry and go to sleep now.â
He patted Ian on the chest and smiled bitterly.
Right, their relationship wasnât bad.
The problem was that, at present, he wasnât receiving even a scrap of the attention or possessiveness from his wife that he could once have enjoyed.
âThat too is my karma, I supposeâŚâ
But he couldnât possibly lay bare such private feelings to Ian.
He stayed by his side until Ianâs breathing, which still carried a hint of suspicion, evened out.
ââŚâŚâ
A wife who subtly put up walls, as if she wouldnât allow him beyond the position of a friend.
And Ianâs anxiety, which he had never noticed until now.
Because of that, his thoughts grew noisy.
âEven just for a momentâŚâ
He wanted to talk to Nina.
In the past, she had felt nothing but bothersome when she was desperate to talk to him about every little thing.
Now that he had feelings, he found himself thinking she had been considerate.
He wasnât originally this kind of person, but whenever something, big or small, came up, he wanted to use it as an excuse to talk with her.
If they kept talking like that, wouldnât the wall she had built eventually come down.
Holding onto such a trivial hope.
After confirming once more that Ianâs breathing had evened out, Ash straightened his clothes and left the room.
He intended to ask Nina for a little of her time.
âCould she already be asleep?â
But no matter how much he knocked, there was no sign of movement inside.
âIt canât be helped.â
He would have to have a drink by himself.
The hotel lounge bar had a higher ceiling than the guest rooms, chandeliers heavy with hanging crystals, and an impressive night view.
As he turned his reluctant steps and headed straight down to the lounge, what caught his eye was Nina, whom he had thought would be asleep, arguing with some man.
