The Only Way to Break the Curse is Through Contact with You - Chapter 37
Now that I think about it, from the moment I demanded a divorce from Diart, it was different from the original. Maybe that’s why Diart, who used to hate even the slightest touch from Roeni, escorted me today.
‘Yes, when the situation changes, the original can change as well!’
Why didn’t I think of that?
Diart developed resentment towards the royal family due to the confrontation with Jarvis involving Adelia, so if that could be avoided, it wouldn’t happened in the first place. In that case, we can save kind Leticia and our adorable Edgar, whom I haven’t even seen yet.
After all, the male lead of this novel is Diart, and Jarvis is destined to die by his hands. It’s much better to date another woman.
Thinking that there couldn’t be a better solution, I immediately spoke up.
“By the way, it seems like His Highness the Crown Prince attended without a partner today.”
Before I could finish my sentence, Leticia dropped the meringue cookie she was holding with a contemplative expression on her face.
“N-No way, Roeni…”
Leticia shook her head in denial, then asked cautiously.
“Surely you’re not interested in that philanderer, are you?”
Leticia shook her head vehemently in denial.
“Roeni, you must not be deceived by his superficial appearance and smooth talk. After all, people can’t change. Do you know how many women that man has met and been with?”
Leticia went on to list all the gossip about Jarvis. Thanks to her, I could learn about his love affairs with a little deer and a white rabbit.
“And on top of that, he has this strange taste where he eats mint chocolate tea with cucumber sandwiches? Mint is mint, and chocolate is chocolate. How can he think of eating them together? Anyway, he has an unusual personality.”
I also liked cucumber sandwiches and mint chocolate, but I couldn’t say it in front of Leticia.
“For me, it would be really great if Roeni became part of our family. But I can’t bear to see my precious friend shedding tears every night. Oh, my God.”
To the point of seeking divine intervention?
But one thing is certain. There are no secrets like a hidden birth in the imperial family. With excitement, I held Leticia’s hand to calm her down.
“I have absolutely no interest in His Highness the Crown Prince.”
“Really?”
As soon as I nodded my head firmly, Leticia seemed to be relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
“I was really surprised. I was so worried that my friend’s life would fall into a pit.”
Leticia, who smiled brightly, gave a stern warning again.
“No matter how sweetly that man tries to lure you in the future, you must never fall for it. Do you understand?”
Leticia looked at Jarvis, who was chatting with the noble ladies, with a pitiful look.
“Wherever he goes, he’s an embarrassing brother. I’m just going to be sorry for any lady he brings in. Honestly, the future of the empire is bleak with someone like him as the next emperor.”
Leticia criticized him sharply. Of course, I partially agreed with her, but there was something she didn’t know. That is, her brother was surprisingly romantic.
Moreover, the imperial family adhered to the principle of monogamy. So Jarvis, who was already tired of marriage, was trying to delay it.
Although Leticia seemed to think that he would not change even if he got married, Jarvis, who I read about in the original work, was surprisingly a man of faith and responsibility. So he wouldn’t turn his eyes to another woman after getting married, and Diart would have no reason to rebel, so he would marry Adelia and live well. And I will also protect my friendship and my favorite character, divorce safely, lift the curse, and then leave this country and live a life full of money.
‘Yes, that’s the best way.’
I feel sorry for Prince Jarvis, who might end up marrying against his will, but it was something that could save everyone’s lives and preserve his life. So, I needed to find a way to proceed with the royal marriage by any means necessary.
“Roeni, my mother called me, so I have to go for a moment.”
Leticia asked for permission, saying she would be back soon. As soon as she disappeared, the ladies around me approached me.
“Hello, Mrs. Wheaton.”
I recognized them from the imperial tea party I’d attended at Leticia’s invitation and Viscountess Weston who made trouble at Rocco’s Bakery.
‘These annoying people have appeared.’
I sighed inwardly and greeted them politely.
“Hello, ladies.”
The Countess smiled brightly. It seemed like a polite gesture, but I already knew what kind of expression was hidden behind those faces. They were probably around me watching me since earlier, waiting for Leticia to leave.
“I know you came with the Duke, but where is your husband?”
“I’m not sure. He seems to have gone out to the terrace.”
“Oh my, didn’t you see His Excellency leaving the hall earlier? Didn’t you know?”
The Viscountess chuckled. It was obvious why she asked, even though she already knew about Diart’s whereabouts. She probably wanted to paint me the picture of a poor woman who was ignored by her husband.
“I can’t believe the Duke would leave without even saying a word to his wife. He’s being too much.”
I shrugged nonchalantly. Despite them openly saying, ‘You’re a woman who can’t receive love from her husband,’ I remained unaffected, causing the expressions of the noble ladies to twist in dissatisfaction.
“Hasn’t he left you to go home first?”
“No.”
Adelia is here, so where could the male lead be going?
I swallowed the words that rose up to my throat and pointed vaguely at Milto who was standing awkwardly in the distance. In his hand, there was a small teacup that he seemed to have gotten from somewhere.
“Sir Milto would have told me.”
The Countess, who had no words to counter, opened her mouth again.
“Well, fortunately, madam, you haven’t danced yet, have you? You know that if you don’t dance with your husband first, you can’t dance with other gentlemen either. The Duke is being too much.”
“That’s true. I wonder why you even attended the party if you’re going to do that. It’s not like the madam is parading around like a puppet.”
“You must be very disappointed, madam. You’ve dressed up so beautifully.”
What’s the point of spending money and putting in effort to dress up if your husband doesn’t even spare a glance? That remark made me retort.
“I’m not interested in dancing. My husband knows that, so he doesn’t ask me. Earlier, when the Crown Prince asked me, I went out onto the dance floor because it didn’t seem right to refuse him, but fortunately, the Empress arrived and I was able to step back.”
Even if they were rotten to the core, Diart and Jarvis, the male protagonists in this novel, were objects of admiration for women. Everyone must have witnessed the confrontation between the two captivating figures with me in between. Of course, I wouldn’t know the details.
It was obvious that the Crown Prince, who didn’t have a partner, was designating me as his first dance partner which would provoke their jealousy. Despite being a playboy, there were many noble ladies who admired him.
As expected, the noble ladies flinched and exchanged glances as they stepped back. While monitoring those glances, the Countess spoke.
“That’s true. It’s a bit much to give your wife another man. Even though you’re on the verge of divorce, you’re still a married couple.”
Since I didn’t play along as they wanted, it seemed like they were gradually discarding the manners they had been maintaining outwardly. They’re mocking me by mentioning divorce when it’s just our second meeting.
But contrary to their expectations, I wasn’t particularly angry. It’s true after all. Instead, I pointed to a man standing behind her and spoke.
“Thank you for your concern, but shouldn’t you be more worried about your husband than me?”
The ladies turned to where I was looking and covered her mouth with her fan. Well, they had every reason to, considering the fact that the Countess, who had been boasting about her husband’s love for her so far, had been harassing other women.
The Countess’s face turned red and then paled.