Honey, Why Can’t We Get a Divorce? – Chapter 149 – Side story 2

Author: rolypoly

“It’s not forgiveness, it’s a deal.”

Sylvester said, brushing back his flowing hair.

“I asked him to let me go in exchange for hiding the illegal things Largo has done and the fact that he tried to kill you.”

“Did that work?”

“Because to the royal family, the honor of the dead is something that cannot be exchanged for anything.”

Well, of course.

If it’s Sylvester, he must have gathered all the evidence of Largo’s misdeeds. And that’s not all; isn’t he the one who has a tight grip on the Information Guild?

If he decided to spread the word about Largo’s wrongdoings… she could bet her wrist that within a week, the entire empire would know.

Anyway, Largo was completely disqualified from the fight for the throne due to the incident at the temple trial.

However, he was also someone who would never give up the imperial throne.

If he were alive, he would have tried to interfere with Callian at every opportunity.

It seemed to me that it would have been easier for the Emperor if Largo had died.

“I understand, but…”

Ophelia frowned slightly, still touching her flat stomach.

“Don’t kill people.”

She still couldn’t believe that there was life breathing inside her. She wrapped her stomach tightly in her palm and spoke again.

“What if the child learns later?”

Sylvester tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.

“If the child inherits the bloodline of Ryzen, of course, they should learn…?”

Hmm.

Sylvester was originally like this.

He encouraged me to steal, saying it was the virtue of the Ryzen family, and even suggested an affair without hesitation.

But that was in the past.

Ophelia had no intention of exposing her soon-to-be-born child to bad influences.

“Anyway, just try teaching them that. I won’t stand still.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Divorce!”

Ophelia replied as if it were obvious, but as soon as the first syllable of ‘divorce’ came out, she hesitated slightly when she saw Sylvester’s expression, which resembled that of a drenched puppy with drooping eyebrows.

“…it’s not that, I’ll sulk.”

At that, Sylvester’s expression brightened again.

“I think you’d be cute even if you sulk.”

“When I get sulky, you don’t know how stubborn I can be. I’ll be so mean that you’ll lose all affection for me. Do you understand?”

“That’s impossible. No matter what you do, I’ll continue to love you. There’s no way I’d lose my affection.”

“Saying something like that…”

Why at a funeral…

Ophelia felt the eyes of the people gathered around her and buried her face in her hands. That was when.

“Just shut up.”

Callian, who had approached without her noticing, lightly tapped Sylvester’s knee with his own and said.

“Even if no one is mourning, someone is dead. Isn’t it rude to show affection in front of a dead person’s coffin?”

His words were not wrong.

But the problem is that the person saying that is smiling.

“Your Highness, you look like you want to dance in front of the coffin.”

“Ahem!”

Callian cleared his throat and licked his lips.

“No, well… it feels like a toothache has finally been relieved.”

“I really listened to what you said in front of the coffin. Our Highness is quite the sociopath.”

“So, what?”

“A bad guy.”

“Shouldn’t you just focus on your husband?”

Hmm.

Ophelia raised her head and looked at Sylvester.

Sylvester, who had wide eyes and an innocent expression as if he knew nothing, looked really…

He seemed despicable, regardless of the fact that she loved him.

“I’m annoyed because I can’t refute it, so I think I’ll just ignore it.”

“Refute it. I’m not a bad guy.”

“Honey, it’s noisy.”

Sylvester stuck out his lips and snorted. But he didn’t let go of the hand that was wrapped around Ophelia’s waist. He probably wanted to show Callian. Ophelia is my wife.

“Staring at me like that won’t get you anywhere. Stop glaring so much.”

“I was just looking.”

“Then do something about those eyes. They look dirty as a couple.”

“Why are you criticizing me for what I look like?”

Though it may look that way, he’s actually worse than you think. Ophelia said as she interjected between Sylvester and Callian.

“By the way, what happened to Fleur?”

Fleur and Count William’s divorce was decided a few days ago.

In fact, considering Fleur’s past actions, Count William could have blamed Fleur for the damages and claimed compensation, but he didn’t do so.

“I heard that Your Highness took advantage of the Count’s weakness. That’s why the Count didn’t sue Fleur.”

“She decided to divorce because of me, so I can’t cause her any harm.”

“Then why didn’t you just marry Fleur? You don’t have to worry about it anymore.”

Callian burst into laughter.

He still remembers.

The words written in the letter his mother left for him.

The words that said she hoped he would become a wise ruler.

“The letter you gave me didn’t mean that, did it?”

“Well, that’s true.”

“What letter?”

At that moment, Sylvester interrupted.

“Did you two exchange letters? Did you receive them?”

He didn’t hide his ominous expression, as if he was about to attack Callian.

He killed Largo, and now he’s trying to kill Callian.

Ophelia tugged at Sylvester’s sleeve.

“Calm down, honey. I was just delivering a letter from the former Empress to His Highness.”

Then, Sylvester’s face became even more frowning as if he couldn’t understand.

“How do you know where the letter from the former Empress is?”

“Because I was close to her.”

“….”

Sylvester tilted his head slightly at Ophelia.

“Are you lying?”

“The previous Ophelia must have been close.”

“Aha.”

Fortunately, Sylvester knew that the current Ophelia wasn’t the original Ophelia, so he quickly accepted this.

“Why did you deliver it anyway? What did he say?”

“Duke. I’m right in front of you.”

Callian waved his hand in front of Sylvester’s eyes, but he didn’t care.

You’ve never even written a proper letter to me!

And you even personally delivered a letter to someone like that?

Sylvester clenched his molars and glared at Ophelia.

“It couldn’t be helped.”

Ophelia pulled Sylvester back again, recalling the past.

“His Highness the Crown Prince at that time tried to make us divorce. So I thought he might change his mind if I delivered the letter, and that’s why I brought it to him. Don’t misunderstand.”

“….”

Sylvester’s eyes narrowed. He turned his head like a doll and looked at Callian.

“That’s right. That did happen.”

He glared at Callian as if he could tear him apart right then and there, emphasizing each word with force.

“There was a time when we talked nonsense using our divorce as collateral.”

“It was short.”

Callian said hurriedly.

“I was just wandering for a very short time. Isn’t it fine now that it’s no longer the case?”

“So, you don’t like my wife?”

Looking back now, Callian might have been trying to find an escape at that time.

Since Largo’s return, his position had been shrinking by the minute.

During all that time, Ophelia was the only one who reached out to him.

So, did he mistakenly think he liked her?

Actually, he’s not sure.

But if I say something foolish like I need to observe Ophelia more closely since I’m not quite sure, I feel like I’ll end up being the main character of the next funeral.

So Callian shook his head and answered.

“…Yeah, I don’t like her.”

“Why?”

Then Sylvester asked.

“How could anyone not like such a beautiful and perfect woman? When was the last time you had your eyes checked? Is there something wrong with your eyes?”

“Are you telling me to like her or not? Just choose one.”

“Ophelia is too attractive to choose just one.”

Really, you’re going too far. Callian placed his hand on his forehead.

“Anyway, right now is not the time for me to be distracted by love games. There are more important things.”

Callian said firmly.

“Remember, Duke.”

Then he looked straight at Sylvester.

“It was a deal that I would inherit the throne.”

Even though Largo is dead, the throne is not a power that can be immediately inherited.

Now that the Emperor might change his mind again,

He needed to establish his position and expand his influence as quickly as possible.

In that plan, Sylvester Ryzen was absolutely necessary.

“Well, I haven’t exactly said it that directly.”

“Duke.”

“I can support you to the end as long as you keep your promise.”

What was promised.

He was talking about the independence of the duchy.

Callian had no intention of breaking this promise. In fact, he believed he must not break it.

Isn’t Sylvester a crazy guy who killed the prince of the empire because he touched his wife? And yet, after making a deal with the emperor, he’s still alive and well without any sanctions.

In other words, even if he dies at Sylvester’s hand…

‘This brat will survive.’

It was hard to imagine Sylvester dying. And even more so with Ophelia Ryzen by his side.

“I don’t break promises.”

“You broke them often before.”

“That was then.”

Callian glared at Ophelia who had interrupted and spoke again.

“So.”

He smiled and held out his hand to Sylvester.

“Let’s do our best.”

Sylvester stared at the hand extended to him and lightly grabbed Callian’s fingertips.

“If you glare at my wife one more time, I won’t stay still.”