The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 60

When a child is called to the principal’s office for doing something wrong, the typical reaction is to feel intimidated.

However, even in such a sensitive situation, Ian remained calm, observing as if it had nothing to do with him, revealing he wasn’t an ordinary child.

The Marchioness, in contrast to how she had spoken to the homeroom teacher, asked gently,

“Are you Ian?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve heard a lot about you from Richard. Just as I heard, you’re very handsome. I’ve also heard you’re smart and kind, and that’s why you’ve been close to our Richard, right?”

Count Azelot had promised great benefits in exchange for a favor.

To achieve their goal, winning this boy’s favor was essential.

However, she still expected an apology from him for grabbing her son’s hair.

Since he was likely starved for parental affection, all she needed to do was gently coax him.

“I won’t make a big deal out of this, but go ahead and apologize to Richard. You’ll be living together from now on, so you need to get along with your older brother.”

Marquis Ulverni added from the side,

“Yes, do that, and afterward, join us for lunch. Don’t eat alone, alright?”

But Ian wasn’t so easily swayed.

“Richard insulted me first and hit me. I only defended myself, so why should I be the one to apologize?”

“No matter how advanced you are, Richard is still older than you. The younger cousin should apologize to an older one when they’ve done something wrong.”

“I was taught that the person who did wrong should apologize. Is being younger somehow a sin?”

Ian spoke firmly, his head held high, showing no sign of backing down.

The Marchioness shot a meaningful glance at the homeroom teacher.

Perhaps realizing that if the situation wasn’t handled as she wished, she would become a target, the teacher, wearing an awkward expression, sided with the Marchioness.

“…Ian, it would be best if you apologize to Richard first. The school festival is starting soon, and we don’t have time for this.”

Since Ian was known to be a good-natured, mature, and exemplary student, the teacher believed that asking him like this would resolve the situation.

But just then—

“…That’s not right, professor. Why are you asking Ian to apologize?”

A clear, sharp voice cut through the air.

With pink hair and blue eyes, it was Nina, infamous as the only stain on the Duke of Bayern’s reputation.

That Nina had appeared in the faculty office…

Alongside the Duke.

***

They had finally arrived at their destination.

After checking her reflection in a hand mirror the entire way, Nina stepped out of the carriage and adjusted her outfit.

Now that she was here, she couldn’t help but fidget nervously, worried that her reputation might have preceded her.

First impressions were important, after all.

She wanted to appear reliable as Ian’s guardian in front of the teachers, and show a good image to Ian, even if she would only be his temporary aunt.

Especially to Ian, since he was the cherished person of a man she had once liked a bit too much.

‘What kind of child will he be?’

With the Bayern family blood, he was surely good-looking.

What about his personality? And his grades?

If he resembled Ash, he might have a prickly, black-cat-like attitude.

Should she call him ‘Mini Ash’?

As she thought about nicknames for her nephew whom she had never met, Nina glanced around the campus.

The lush greenery, the beautiful landscaping, and the elegant buildings—all of it befitting a prestigious institution.

The dormitories, classrooms, and activity rooms…

She would have to look inside to be sure, but from the outside, it seemed worth the hefty tuition fees.

“Do you know where Ian’s classroom is?”

Nina asked the man who had been silent the entire time.

“…Yes, I do.”

“Then please lead the way.”

Though expressionless, the tension in his body was apparent, with his neck muscles subtly bulging.

Nina looked at him curiously.

‘So even he gets nervous.’

With someone more nervous than herself by her side, her own tension disappeared completely.

‘What was I even thinking about doing with my nephew because of this man…?’

Momentarily scolding her past self, Nina leaned in closer to him and whispered softly,

“Don’t worry if it feels awkward or uncomfortable. I’ll take care of everything.”

There’s no need to fear awkward silence when meeting someone new—you’re bound to have things you don’t know or are curious about.

That confidence allowed Nina to smile reassuringly.

But then—

“…That’s not right, professor. Why are you asking Ian to apologize?”

Nina stepped in front of Ian and coldly glared at the homeroom teacher.

Who would have guessed that her first meeting with her nephew would take place in the faculty office?

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