The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 256
Hah, ducal-level nobles were so rare that one might see them only once in a lifetime, which was why, from time to time, brazen fools would impersonate high nobles.
With a convincingly forged identification plaque, a few accomplices, and money, it was more than enough to pull off impersonation.
Judging by how confidently he had called the guards, it meant there were several people involved in this scam.
She didn’t know for what purpose they had been doing such things.
This was Count Conwell’s territory.
The legal authority to punish them belonged to Count Conwell.
He wanted to personally break every bone in their bodies one by one, but he forcibly suppressed the urge to kill. After confirming that the impersonator was handed over to the guards along with his accomplices, he went up to the guestroom floor.
Because his anger refused to subside, the back of his neck ached and his body felt hot.
Thinking he should at least wash his face before going to see Nina, he opened the guestroom door with his key.
Clunk.
“Ha…”
Ash let out a hollow laugh.
The inside of the door was locked.
So she was not sleeping soundly after all.
“Uncle, I’m fine with not becoming the heir. So if you’re sleeping separately because of me, please don’t.”
His nephew had boldly taken advantage of the moment he was gone and locked the door from the inside.
As if to say that he should stop thinking about sleeping in separate rooms anymore.
Even with anger weighing heavily on his chest, Ash chuckled briefly at Ian’s audacious behavior.
Standing there, rubbing his lower jaw with his palm, he let out a sigh and knocked on the door of the adjacent room.
“Wife, it’s me.”
After a moment, there was a rustling sound from inside, and the door opened.
“What happened?”
“I just finished handing them over to the guards. It seems they were impersonating nobles and committing various crimes, so they’ll be sentenced to death.”
Before all their additional crimes were uncovered, they would likely endure unbearable torture as well.
As Ash stepped inside, he asked,
“…Are you alright?”
“I’m not hurt anywhere, I’m fine.”
Nina shrugged lightly and sat down, as if it truly didn’t bother her.
Whether provided by the hotel or not, a spread of alcohol was already set out.
“If I’d known this would happen, I should’ve just ordered room service. I was feeling down and couldn’t sleep, so I went to the bar, but how was I supposed to know something like that would happen.”
A bitter smile formed at the corner of her lips.
Feeling down.
One of the reasons she felt that way was probably him.
“…I was petty.”
“What?”
Ash continued in a heavy voice, as if sunk deep.
“…Today’s exhibition. The truth is, even until the very end, I didn’t want to bring you if I could help it.”
“I did think that might be the case. I figured someone as thorough as you wouldn’t just forget about your schedule.”
Then Nina let out a dry laugh and asked,
“But why… Why did you do that?”
“Because I didn’t want you to meet Henry.”
Nina puckered her soft lips and frowned slightly.
“Don’t tell me you still misunderstood and thought I had feelings for Henry?”
“He perfectly meets the conditions you want.”
“What?”
“A man who would give you a child and then leave with no strings attached.”
The smile that had been on Nina’s lips vanished in an instant.
“But where could I find a man who’d just give me a child and nothing else, no strings attached?”
What had made him keep Henry in check.
That line he had said with a bashful smile, asking her to pretend she had not heard it, yet it stuck in her mind like a thorn in her throat.
It was a single sentence she couldn’t erase.
It was shocking enough to shake the very foundations of his mind, which had been conservative about intimacy between men and women.
In the quiet silence, Ash looked at her steadily, then spoke in a low, tempting voice.
“If you need a man to give you a child, wouldn’t it be acceptable to use me?”
He slowly stood up, staring deeply into her wavering, watery eyes, as if struck by his own words.
“There’s also such a thing as a marital duty.”
As a large shadow loomed over her, threatening to swallow her whole, Nina froze stiff.
He leaned down toward her.
Flinch.
When he gently grasped the shoulder that had been touched by filthy hands, her pale, slender shoulder curled inward.
“If you’re alright with it, I’m asking whether you could please allow me to fulfill that duty.”
