The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 289
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âMadam, wrinkles, wrinkles!â
âHuh?â
âHere, wrinkles!â
âUh, uhâŚ?â
Marsha stretched Ninaâs frown open with her fingertips and said,
âIf you keep frowning like that, wrinkles will form on your beautiful face, Madam.â
âAh, I didnât even realizeâŚâ
âDo you have something on your mind?â
At Marshaâs worried question, Nina moved her lips for a moment, then smiled.
âNo, itâs nothing.â
It wasnât a particularly serious concern.
Whether to continue this marriage, or end it.
She had only decided a few days ago to look inward and think seriously about it.
âI will give you my trust.â
That husband of hers, who had declared that so easily, simply wasnât coming to the bedroom at night. That was what bothered her a little.
âNo matter how I think about it, itâs strange.â
Her brow wrinkled again, and lines gathered on her chin like little walnuts.
ââŚMadaaam, wrinkles again!â
Nina ignored Marshaâs cry like background music and continued thinking.
âIt feels like that man hasnât been sleeping in the bedroom lately.â
Unlike modern cities that shine brightly even at night, this world became pitch dark after sunset.
There was no electric lighting.
Only the moon and starlight, and red torches or lamps.
No matter how many small lights one lit, they couldnât lift the curtain of night.
And it was the season when daylight was already short.
People had begun sleeping earlier than before, yet he still didnât come to the bedroom even by midnight.
Nina recalled the conversation they had at dinner yesterday.
âLately it seems like youâre working late. Is work that hectic these days?â
âYes. Because of preparations for the severe cold season, there are many matters that require attention, so I am a little busy.â
âStill, donât overwork yourself. It looks like you havenât been sleeping well latelyâŚâ
Whenever she fell asleep or woke up, she was always alone. It seemed like he was sleeping somewhere else.
She almost asked if he was sleeping elsewhere because he didnât want to seem obsessive, but she stopped herself.
Every dawn he kept making those sounds in the bathroom that unsettled her heart. Was it because of that?
âOr elseâŚâ
Ianâs vacation had ended.
The domestic investigator had already come and gone.
Did he think there was no longer any need for them to share a room?
That couldnât be it.
It couldnât be.
âHmmâŚâ
Was it because the timing felt strange?
Since the reason for âsharing the same roomâ had disappeared, he seemed to have returned to the old days and slept alone again, and it kept bothering her.
âMadam, I will leave the jasmine tea here.â
âOkay, thank you.â
Marsha looked at her with warm brown eyes and said,
ââŚEven if it is a small worry, if there is anything weighing on your heart, please tell me anytime. Understood?â
Nina smiled faintly and nodded.
âYes, I will.â
After saying good night to Marsha, she was left alone and stood by the window.
The whole world was dark.
In the fierce night wind, the torches lighting the mansion trembled dangerously like candles.
By now her husband should have finished his work.
She gazed outside quietly, then gave up her hesitation.
No, this bothered her too much.
She would just check what he was doing.
No one was stopping her anymore anyway.
After finishing the jasmine tea in one gulp, Nina put on a warm and fluffy nightgown and headed toward Ashâs study.
But the moment she arrived in front of the study.
ââŚâŚâ
Ninaâs neat, orderly brows twitched.
Because of the sight of her husband through the open door.
He was sitting on the sofa, wearing a nightgown just like hers.
Had he really been like this every night for the past four days?
A plate neatly arranged with cheese and fruit, and red wine.
âI only meant to check what he was doingâŚâ
Nina quietly watched him from behind, then made a small sound.
ââŚHoney, are we sleeping in separate rooms again?â
Flinch.
Perhaps startled, his shoulders visibly jolted as he turned around.
Despite Ninaâs playful tone, Ashâs eyes were cold, and with a stiff expression he asked,
âWhat do you mean, separate rooms?â
Nina tilted her chin toward his appearance.
Well, heâs the one who finished showering and was now wearing a robe, wasnât he? And there was even bedding prepared on the sofa?
