The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 44
He smiled brightly and innocently asked,
âIs my belief in you important to you, Madam?â
ââŚNo, not really.â
Nina had already guessed that Hozi wasnât helping out of pure intentions and knew what he thought of her.
But knowing it in her mind didnât make hearing his sarcastic comments to her face any less unpleasant.
But what could she do?
She had brought these prejudices upon herself.
She shook off her displeasure after a moment of silence and spoke.
âSo, what are your plans now? I donât mind continuing our conversation while having a light snack in the study…â
Hozi looked around at the darkened surroundings and said,
âSince itâs getting late, Iâll compile everything and report back tomorrow. Please make sure to have a good meal.â
âAlright, letâs do that. Anyway, thanks to you, Iâve been able to identify some problems today. Thank you for your help.â
âNot at all, Madam. Iâm pleased to have been of assistance.â
Nina looked at his insincere smile and thought,
âYes, letâs give up on the hopeless.â
Someone like Hozi, who skillfully hides his true intentions, is full of suspicion.
Trying hard to gain the trust of such a person is inefficient.
The important person is her husband.
Helping him with his plans could avoid a future where the family collapses and she meets a lonely death in the cold.
That would be enough.
***
Hozi walked, following the lights of the evenly spaced lamps.
Hmm, hmmm.
He hummed lightly as he walked, a genuine smile on his face.
Matters involving the Duchess of Bayern were always interesting and amusing.
The more she tried without regard for means or methods, the further she seemed to stray from her desired future.
The Nina Bayern he knew was a fool.
âAt least, she wasâŚâ
Standing before Ashâs office, Hozi adjusted his appearance and knocked on the door.
âYour Grace, itâs me.â
After a moment, he was granted permission to enter, and he walked in with a broad smile.
âAnything unusual?â
Ash turned from the window and asked.
His calm, serene grey eyes reflected the still, dark evening, devoid of any trace of the confusion Hozi had seen outside the Duchessâs room.
âThere was nothing for Your Grace to be concerned about.â
While assisting the maids with their legal consultation, a coachman discreetly observed the Duchess, but there were no suspicious movements.
âI wonder what happened in the month I was away…â
When he heard about the last incident involving the Duchess, he had thought the mansion would be in an uproar.
He had expected the Duchess to rampage like a mad dog, but she seemed to have resolved to change.
At first, he thought it might be because she was in shock from the incident she caused while drunk.
After all, she was the esteemed daughter of the Taylor Dukedom, known for her thorough bridal education.
Seeing the improvements she made when she seriously got involved in internal affairs, he had admired the noble bloodline.
But that was it.
A Duchess who wasnât a gossip subject wasnât fun to watch.
However, when she had jumped into the fray at Duke Granvilâs mansion to save her husband, she became interesting again.
Isnât a noble lady supposed to despair over even a single pimple scar as if the world had ended?
Yet, her calm demeanor despite multiple wounds was truly exhilarating.
It seemed that Duke Ash, like himself, had developed an unprecedented interest in such a wife.
He had been astonished to see the man, who couldnât stand hearing his wifeâs voice, eavesdropping on her conversations.
Anyway, it was clear that a change was brewing between the couple.
Whether they divorced as planned or miraculously reversed their relationship.
Enjoying this entertaining spectacle until the end and then following his masterâs decision would suffice.
Although the future was unpredictable, it seemed that even more interesting things were bound to happen.
