Chapter 42

Meanwhile, despite Adeline’s distress, the servants were diligently stacking up suitcases that looked much too big—several of them.

It had only been about a month since she arrived in Delmuz with one suitcase, yet her belongings seemed to have multiplied on their own.

Lloyd was already out giving orders, seamlessly integrating into the surroundings as if he had worked there for ten years, just as he did at the Bertrand estate.

It was remarkable how he adapted so well to his environment with his good looks typical of a main character…

‘Still, I’m really glad Lloyd came with me…’

Adeline observed Lloyd anew.

It had been nearly eight years since she met the boy, who turned seventeen years old this year. They had lived almost alone for five of those years, making him the closest person to her.

A boy meant to either assassinate ‘Adeline’… or, if he failed, die at ‘Adeline’s’ hands.

Adeline decided to take Lloyd in because, whether he killed her or not, death was the only future given to the boy.

She thought it would be better than dying, but after living together, it seemed Lloyd would do well anywhere, even without her.

He was capable, smart, and, if you got to know him, kind-hearted. Naturally, as her younger brother, it made sense.

Feeling Adeline’s gaze, Lloyd looked at her.

“Get up, Master.”

“Ah, why. I don’t have the strength to lift a finger. I’ve been tormented since last night. Mother kept crying, and from dawn, the makeup and hair…”

“Even if you greet the household staff later, you can’t turn away guests. You need to get up.”

“Were we expecting guests? I didn’t know, but you did?”

“I have ears, but it seems you do not. The head butler just informed me.”

Adeline waved her hand dismissively.

“Forget it. Turn them away.”

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

“Of course. I’m now the lady of this house. Who would dare say anything if I don’t want it?”

“But.”

“I just got married today. Uuugh, it gives me chills to say it myself, but anyway, I’m a new bride. Fxxx, it’s unreasonable for people to visit.”

“That makes sense.”

Originally, she was supposed to return with the groom after a long reception and spend their first night together.

However, Shane sent Adeline to the Blanchard estate first, with Lloyd accompanying her.

Given the significant union of the Blanchard and Bertrand families, media interest was intense. Shane had to handle the interviews that were supposed to take place at the reception alone.

She already feared what articles would appear the next day.

“I never planned to be a good wife anyway. If I become a nuisance and you get tired of me, that’s even better for me. Kick me out. If you even sprinkle salt on me, that would be even better—”

“Saintess Genevieve and His Highness the Crown Prince Edwin, are scheduled to visit.”

“Ugh, cancel that!”

Adeline grabbed Lloyd, who was about to go get the salt.

Thanks to catching him, Adeline prevented the situation where the servant might have thrown salt at the Crown Prince and the Saintess.

***

The only guest was Edwin.

“Think of it as a small reception, Shane. Since I helped with a wedding as ridiculous as yours, you should endure at least this much.”

“I understand. That’s why I’m enduring it.”

The groom was also present. Adeline was greatly disappointed. She should have thrown the salt.

Shane, who came out to greet them, smiled brightly at Adeline. She deliberately ignored him and asked Edwin about Genevieve’s whereabouts.

“Genevieve went out to purify outside the city walls. It was a sudden schedule, so she’ll be back by night.”

“Shouldn’t she rest at night?”

“It was Genevieve who insisted on coming. Due to a recent attack, the temple’s security has tightened. She said she would come secretly…”

“Attack?!”

“Oh, didn’t I mention it?”

Edwin elegantly lifted his teacup, took a sip, and said. Adeline momentarily confused what she heard. It was said as casually as, ‘Oh, Genevieve got a fishbone stuck in her throat during a meal.’

“It wasn’t serious. Just a threatening poison arrow.”

“A poison arrow… not serious… right.”

“It was already two weeks ago.”

Adeline’s mind was thrown into a frenzy.

The fact that Genevieve, who had been safe all this time, was suddenly attacked felt like it was her fault.

Was it because she revived ‘Adeline Bertrand’? Or…

Was it because the world started to react, realizing that a character who was supposed to die did not?

“Don’t worry, Adeline. She wasn’t physically hurt.”

Shane said. Adeline glared at him.

“As long as she’s not physically hurt? Poor Genevieve, she must have been so scared.”

“Well, I don’t know if she was scared, but she seemed fine. She went straight to work afterwards.”

Edwin laughed and added,

“Bravely, too.”

Adeline looked at the carefree male lead and the second male lead, who made the attacked female lead work, with astonished eyes.

Cognitive dissonance set in, but she was starting to get used to it. Humans are adaptable creatures.

“Just to ask, Shane.”

“Yes, Adeline.”

He answered well.

“Are you ensuring Genevieve gets two days off per week?”

“She rests more than I do.”

“…….”

“What, no concern for me?”

“Have you ever seen a mouse worrying about a cat?”

“How cold.”

Genevieve was the same.

If she was attacked, she should take a day or two off to soothe her mind and body, but she went straight to work. It’s not like she’s a Korean corporate slave who would go to work even in a zombie apocalypse…

‘Maybe it’s because she’s a heroine created by a Korean author.’

The DNA of a Korean, who has to feed the kidnapper and go to work despite danger, could be felt.

It seemed like a plausible hypothesis.

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