Honey, Why Can’t We Get a Divorce? Chapter 148 - Side story 1

Author: rolypoly

Ophelia was truly enjoying some leisure time after a long while.

 

Hasn’t there been a lot going on lately? 

 

Starting with the trial, and then with Largo and Sylvester’s mother… on top of that, there were moments when I really almost died. 

 

What kind of mindset did I have to endure back then? Ophelia found herself fascinating even when she thought about it. 

 

‘Perhaps……’

 

Perhaps I instinctively knew that a new life was sprouting inside my body. 

 

So all I could think about was overcoming my fear and surviving, because if I died, this child would die too. 

 

Ophelia unconsciously placed her hand on her stomach and stroked it.

 

‘I didn’t know I could have a child.’

 

In her previous life, she was always anxious about what having a child meant, about marriage and whether she could survive for long. 

 

‘I used to think that if I could just survive, I would be willing to give up everything else…’

 

It seems that wasn’t the case after all.

 

Having a child, having a satisfying life—everything was good. She didn’t want to give up any of it. 

 

“Ophelia. Are you awake?”

 

Of course, that includes her husband too.

 

Ophelia peeked through the gap of the door and soon spotted Sylvester rushing toward her. 

 

It’s painful to even say that he is handsome. 

 

“You look handsome today as well, my dear.” 

 

But she has to say it. She never gets tired of saying he’s handsome. 

 

“Why all of a sudden? Do you need anything?”

 

“Even when I give you a compliment, you doubt it.”

 

“So you don’t need anything?”

 

“…I do.”

 

When Ophelia hesitated slightly and said, Sylvester burst out laughing. Anyway, she was cute. He muttered and lightly kissed Ophelia on the cheek. 

 

“Tell Neil. I told him to give you whatever you want.” 

 

“Do you know what I want? What if I pick something really expensive?”

 

“Ophelia.”

 

Sylvester, sitting across from her, blinked slowly and said.

 

“You’ve already done enough of that until now.”

 

“….”

 

“Even if you do more here, it won’t make a difference. So go ahead and do as you please.”

 

Should she like it or not? 

 

Ophelia felt a complex mix of emotions and smacked her lips. 

 

“By the way, how is your body feeling? They say there can be changes in condition during the early stages of pregnancy.”

 

“I’m okay for now.” 

 

Sylvester replied that it was a relief and moved a little closer to Ophelia. Then he stared down at her belly. 

 

“Can I touch your belly?”

 

“Of course. Why are you asking such a thing?”

 

“No. I feel a bit cautious about it…”

 

Sylvester murmured that and cautiously placed his hand on Ophelia’s belly. 

 

“There’s really a child inside?”

 

Her belly was still completely flat, so it was hard to believe.

 

“I don’t believe it either.”

 

Sylvester touched Ophelia’s belly a few more times before looking up and said. 

 

“Could it be that they’re lying?” 

 

“Who?” 

 

“The physician.” 

 

“…They’ll die if they do that?” 

 

“That’s true.”

 

Sylvester nodded as if he understood, but he didn’t take his gaze away from her belly. 

 

Sylvester’s eyes, glancing down, were truly gentle. Is this what it means to have warmth dripping with affection? Ophelia could feel her heart warming. 

 

“Is it a boy or a girl?”

 

The translation is:

 

“They say you can tell by the movements. If the baby is active and moves around a lot, it’s a boy; if it’s calm and quiet, it’s a girl.”

 

“If it looks like you, it’ll probably be active even if it’s a girl.”

 

“Are you criticizing me right now?”

 

“A little.”

Ophelia frowned and nudged Sylvester with her elbow. Sylvester chuckled because even that looked cute. 

 

Whoever’s wife she is, it’s remarkable that she’s this beautiful. He placed his hand on the back of Ophelia’s hand. 

 

“But you know.”

 

Then he said carefully.

 

“We can’t sleep together for a while, right?”

 

“We can sleep, right?” 

 

“No. That’s not it…”

 

Sylvester slowly moved his hand and swept Ophelia’s arm. Ophelia screamed in shock.

 

“Hold on! What are you doing!”

 

“….”

 

Tsk. Sylvester took his hand away and clicked his tongue briefly.

 

“Hell has broken out.”

 

He spoke in a very gloomy voice.

 

“It’s hell for me to be unable to do anything when you’re right in front of me. There’s nothing more horrible than this.” 

 

Ophelia found Sylvester funny. No, he used to say that even just sleeping together made him happy.

 

She giggled and grabbed Sylvester’s arm.

 

“Just wait ten months.”

 

Then she said with a slight blush.

 

“I’ll wait too.”

 

Sylvester’s eyes widened.

 

Ophelia had never reached out to him first until now! Today is the first time!

 

‘I should write it down.’

 

No. Should he make it an anniversary?

 

Sylvester muttered and leaned against Ophelia, whose cheeks were still blushing.

 

“Ophelia.”

 

He cupped her face with his large hand. After placing kisses on her chin, cheeks, nose, and forehead, he touched his forehead to hers and said.

 

“I love you.”

 

She could feel his gentle breath with every movement of his lips. The depth of his love for her resonated so strongly that Ophelia smiled brightly and said. 

 

“I love you too.”

 

She was happy.

 

She wished and hoped that this moment would last forever. 

 

***

 

A month after Ophelia’s temple trial.

 

Largo’s funeral was held modestly.

 

It’s easy to say ‘modest,’ but in reality, it was far too small to be called a prince’s funeral. There were fewer than twenty nobles in attendance. 

 

“Thus, the empire has had to bid farewell to another star… due to a terrible accident…”

 

As she listened to the eulogy, Ophelia slowly turned her gaze to Sylvester, who was standing next to her

 

“Isn’t that you?” 

 

Sylvester blinked his big eyes and looked down at Ophelia.

 

“You killed the prince, right?”

 

When she asked again, Sylvester looked as if he didn’t understand what she’s saying. This only made Ophelia more dumbfounded. 

 

According to the report, Largo died after slipping on the water and hitting his head while coming out of the bath.

 

But who would believe that?

 

Just before that, Largo had touched the ‘Duke and Duchess of Ryzen’.

 

Didn’t Ophelia almost die at his hands? Furious, Sylvester even beat Largo up…

 

On top of that, although it was something only Ophelia knew, Sylvester had taken the magic circle that Largo had.

 

Ophelia thought that it was obvious to anyone that Sylvester had killed Largo and stolen the magic circle.

 

“Be honest.”

 

“Would you believe me if I said no?”

 

He clung to Ophelia, sparkling his eyes unnecessarily. Ophelia rolled her eyes and nudged his shoulder.

 

“I want to believe you, you know? But your expression is just too bright right now. Stop smiling already; it’s driving me crazy.” 

 

Sylvester touched the corners of his mouth. The corners of his lips were lifted; it seemed he had been smiling without even realizing it.

 

It seemed that with Largo dead, there was nothing weighing on his mind anymore, and the tension had eased. Sylvester pressed his lips together tightly

 

“Mhm. I did it.”

 

“As expected!”

 

Ophelia clenched her fist and shook it, saying she knew it.

 

She looked so cute that he wanted to hug her…but he had to hold back because of the place. He sniffed and wrinkled his nose. 

 

“No, you shouldn’t be happy about being right. So? No one knows, right? It’s fine, right?” 

 

“The Emperor knows.”

 

“Oh…”

 

Ophelia took a half step away from Sylvester. Then she hugged her stomach and said,

 

“Honey, thank you for everything so far. I’ll make sure our child is raised well so they never hear the words ‘fatherless’… .” 

 

“What nonsense are you talking about again?”

 

“His Majesty knows. Then you’re going to die, right?”

 

“I’m not going to die. Why would I die? I finally ended up with you, and we even have a child. Why would I die? Even if I have to, I’ll survive and come back from hell.”

 

“…I think you would be able to do that.” 

 

Ophelia asked again, thinking that this person would probably cross the River Styx, regain his memories, and swim back to the surface naked. 

 

“His Majesty has forgiven you?”

 

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  1. Ophelia saying “Honey, thank you for everything so far. I’ll make sure our child is raised well so they never hear the words ‘fatherless’… .” is hilarious hahahahha😭