A handsome and gentle husband. A merchantry, which is growing based on a good reputation.
Blair is a modest and faithful wife who is not wealthy but lives a simple and honest life.
On her third wedding anniversary, what awaited her as she returned home were the corpses of the servants, and…
“Surprised? I didn’t die and now I’m back.”
He was her former lover, whom she had sold as a slave three years ago.
“It’s all my doing. I wanted to live in luxury…”
Fearing that her former lover, Cedric, who had risen to nobility by distinguishing himself in war, would kill her parents,
Blair falsely confessed to everything.
Cedric begins to express his accumulated anger to Blair by confining her to the mansion…
“If you want to save your husband, take it off, Blair.”
***
Swoosh. Rustle. The sound of fabric brushing against fabric was heard. Through her hazy vision, she saw his back as he straightened his dress shirt and put on a vest.
Rustle.
The sound of crisp paper rubbing against each other was heard. Blair’s eyes widened. Cedric was taking out bills from his vest pocket. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
‘…Is this a lie?’
Cedric took out a few bills and tossed them onto the bedside table. The bills, thrown without care, slid off the table and fell onto the floor. Blair stared at the fluttering paper with widened eyes.
She couldn’t believe that the falling paper in the air was something she knew. Cedric… was throwing money at me.
“…Well, you’re so-so…”
“……”
A cold voice emanated from Cedric.
“You’re worth eating.”
