My Daddy Hides His Power Chapter 302 - Side story Part 1 Chapter 42

“What… what does that mean? Are we going to die before even trying to have a baby? Or is there something wrong with us?”

 

Even though it was just a fun fortune reading, my heart sank.

 

“No, no! That’s not it~”

 

Seeing my pale face, the fortune teller quickly waved her hand.

 

“Of course it doesn’t mean anything bad~”

 

The fortune teller picked up the “club” card.

 

“This club card that the gentleman drew…”

 

She placed it on top of the “suffering woman” card.

 

“It’s tormenting women.”

 

What’s this? There’s no need for an explanation; it was exactly what we had already intuited.

 

“Anyway, because of that.”

 

The fortune teller pointed to the “baby” card and grinned mischievously.

 

“There may be a little bit of hardship for the lady before a new life safely arrives for both of you. Well, that’s the good meaning behind it~”

 

“Oh, yes….”

 

In order to make a baby, I first have to get into the wedding hall safely.

 

It seemed to mean that in order to succeed in a happy marriage, I (the suffering woman) would have to endure the physical trial (the club) from Oscar.

 

“At least since the baby card came out, it means I’ll survive and be able to get married, right?”

 

“Yes?”

 

The woman blinked at my question, then chuckled as if she found it amusing.

 

“Hehe, a joke too? You’re quite funny~ No matter how much it hurts, surely you won’t die~”

 

“That’s a relief.”

 

“Why do you look so grim? Isn’t this kind of pain a joyful pain for women?”

 

There’s no such thing as joyful pain. What is this, a warm iced Americano or something?

 

“It’s okay. They say happiness comes after hardship. Just hang in there and endure it.”

 

But the fortuneteller was kind.

 

She seemed to be trying her best to say something positive for us, knowing we were about to get married.

 

“Hehe, honestly, this kind of suffering is enjoyable. If you enjoy it as much as you can, a beautiful baby will come to you someday.”

“Ah, yes. Thank you…”

 

Of course, if you knew who was causing the suffering, you wouldn’t be able to say it so easily.

 

“Let’s go, Lilith.”

 

“Mhm…”

 

Cheshire and I left the fortune teller with a gloomy mood after paying the fee.

 

After that, we walked silently toward the place we had promised to meet Oscar. I felt like a pig being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

 

When we were almost there.

 

Cheshire said, worried.

 

“As expected, May is just too soon. I think I understand why the club came up. Let’s just aim for the next available reservation for the venue. It doesn’t really matter if I’m right or not.”

 

“…”

 

“…I can’t let you get hit.”

 

The reason the card reading result for the woman was right was probably because I was the one who made the reservation for the hall.

 

I knew how spicy Oscar’s hand was, and I was prepared for a few back smashes.

 

‘Why the painting of a woman on fire….’

 

Perhaps I might go through pain beyond what I can imagine.

 

“But I want to marry you soon.”

 

“…That’s the same for me.”

 

We looked at each other sadly like lovers about to break up.

 

Then again, we held each other’s hands tightly and walked. We arrived at the riverside where we had set up a birthday present for Oscar.

 

A calmly flowing river.

 

The sunlight of the day broke brilliantly over the surface of the water, creating a beautiful sight.

 

As I quietly watched the scene, thankfully, my mind began to calm down.

 

“Lilith.”

 

“Mhm?”

 

After standing silently for a while, Cheshire took something out of his bosom.

 

“Huh?”

 

It was a ring case.

 

As soon as it was opened, the intricately crafted diamond sparkled brilliantly.

 

“Honey, I’ve already dumped you three times, yet you’re still giving me a ring and a necklace… What more do you want?”

 

“That’s different. This time, I’m proposing in a way that you can accept.”

 

I stared blankly at the ring in his hand.

 

“Lilith, give me… a chance to protect you for the rest of my life.”

 

Cheshire held out his palm with the confession. I shyly placed my hand over his.

 

Is it because it’s already the third proposal, but I still feel embarrassed every time?

 

Cheshire spoke nervously with a red face.

 

“Just by your existence… this world is heaven…”

 

[Your side is just like heaven.]

 

His childhood.

 

I cried as I remembered the confession he had written to me.

 

“…If I can live by your side, for the rest of my life, as your husband, this world will be happier than heaven to me.”

 

Cheshire put the ring on me with trembling hands.

 

“I’m sorry for being greedy.”

 

A hand caressing my cheek with a smile.

 

“But you’re as kind as an angel.”

 

“….”

 

“Take me to heaven one more time.”

 

“Honey…”

 

I ended up crying and hugging Cheshire’s waist.

 

“Of course. I’ll take you there as many times as you want.”

 

With tears welling up in my eyes, I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, rising on my tiptoes.

 

This timing…

 

“Ugh.”

 

But Cheshire put his hand between our lips that were getting closer and stopped me.

 

“Sorry, Lilith. There’s only ten minutes left.”

 

“Then shall we do it on the way back alive today?”

 

“Okay.”

 

After reaching a mutually satisfactory agreement, we held hands again and stood side by side, looking at the beautiful river.

 

Marriage.

 

I’m finally getting married.

 

It was an eventful 18 years of life, but I overcame hardships and filled it with happiness.

 

For me, the second act of my life was about to unfold.

 

“Cheshire.”

 

“Mhm.”

 

I crossed my arms and leaned my cheek on Cheshire’s shoulder, gazing at the sky where it met the distant river.

 

“What’s over there?”

 

The future we’ll draw together.

 

Not only happy things will be waiting for us.

 

There will surely be times in life when there will be pain, sadness, and tears.

 

But just like I’ve done so far, I’ll bravely push through and finally find happiness.

 

With this man next to me.

 

“Over there?”

 

“Mhm.”

 

Cheshire stared at the place I was watching for a while before saying,

 

“Since we’re looking to the northeast from the Parman River, beyond that is the Alpen territory.”

 

“….”

 

I silently turned to look at Cheshire.

 

He also saw me.

 

“Why?”

 

“No…”

 

It’s okay. I knew there would be times when our feelings wouldn’t align.

 

Is marriage a process where totally different people meet and match each other?

 

“Lilith.”

 

“Mhm, honey.”

 

“They came.”

 

At that point, I looked back at the point of the body’s eyes.

 

I saw Dad and Oscar far away.

 

We turned to them.

 

“Hand.”

 

Cheshire opened his palm. When I placed my hand on it, he interlaced our fingers and squeezed tightly.

 

Dad and Oscar who found us were coming slowly.

 

“Lilith, if… If it’s ever the case…”

 

“Mhm…”

 

“If we fail in this life, then in the next life, at least.”

 

“….”

 

“Can you allow you to be your husband?”

 

I gave me more strength to my hands.

 

And said.

 

“Of course!”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Cheshire and I looked at each other and smiled.

 

We are now going to heaven.

 

To be more precise, it was the final gate we had to pass through to reach heaven—hell. We were standing before the gate of hell, facing the gatekeeper.

 

“Let’s go, toward heaven.”

 

We have stepped together.

 

* * *

 

In the grip of fear towards the gatekeeper of hell, Oscar Manuel, both Lilith and Cheshire had forgotten something.

 

<The only card shop in the world>

 

<~Lovers only! It’s high level♡~>

 

From the beginning, they went to a place that reads the secret fortunes of lovers.

 

“Why did they die when they drew good cards earlier?”

 

The fortune teller chewed on dried beef while scratching the soles of their feet.

 

The club, and the suffering woman.

 

She laughed in vain as she looked at the cards the lovers drew.

 

To be exact.

 

THE CLUB.

 

Because of the card the man drew.

 

“I’ve been in this business for 10 years, but it’s the first time I’ve seen someone draw these cards.”

 

Experience in running a fortune teller, 10 years.

 

It was a strange occurrence, but out of the 78 cards, the “Club” had never been drawn in 10 years.

 

“Kyaa.”

 

Wriggling.

 

The owner admired the situation and recalled the faces of the couple.

 

They were such a handsome man and beautiful woman that she was surprised the moment they walked in.

 

Especially the men…

 

She tried to focus only on the woman while reading their fortune, making an effort not to stare at someone else’s man, thinking it might be rude.

 

‘He was so handsome.’

 

It was a rare beauty that was hard to forget once you saw it.

 

THE CLUB.

 

The card that such a man drew.

 

It meant,

 

‘Big Thing!’

 

That’s right.

 

Wriggling.

 

“The husband….”

 

The owner thought of the woman who looked gloomy while chewing on the jerky.

 

“It’s amazing up and down….”

 

Chomp chomp.

 

“I’m jealous….”