Honey, Why Can’t We Get a Divorce? – Chapter 169 – Side story 22

Author: rolypoly

Ugh. My back hurts.

Perhaps it was because I had been tense the entire time on the snowy mountain, but I felt muscle pain all over my body as I shifted in bed.

Can’t I just sleep a little longer?

That’ll be okay.

As I mumbled that and tried to lower my heavy eyelids.

“Huh?”

I quickly opened my eyes. Then, I tried hard to clear my foggy mind, recalling the memories.

I summoned Angela from the snowy mountains, she took care of the situation, and then we returned together to the Duke’s mansion. Sylvester had stepped away, leaving me awkwardly sitting across from her…

– Rest.

Oh my gosh.

“You put me to sleep?”

I sprang up abruptly. Looking around, I realized it was my room. I quickly pulled the bell cord, and after a short while, Irene entered the room.

“Oh my, Madam! You’re awake? You were sleeping so soundly. How are you feeling now?”

“I’m feeling great. But more importantly, where is the person who came with me? Where is she?”

I asked this, wondering if Angela had possibly revealed her true identity. Then Irene smiled brightly and answered.

“You mean the previous Duchess? If so, she’s in the annex. That’s where she used to live.”

Our socially awkward mother-in-law, it seems she did reveal her identity after all. I swung both my legs out of the bed.

“By the way, this is the first time I’ve met the previous Duchess, but she looks just like Duke so much! It was honestly quite amazing!”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

“So, it seems like the Duke must have inherited his good looks from his mother, but I think he only resembles her halfway. If not, his beauty would have been out of this world! She laughed when I made that joke!”

“….”

You’re joking with Angela, who even I can’t talk to.

Is it because she’s gotten used to fear next to me…?

“Irene. I’m asking just in case.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“You know that my mother-in-law is a demon, right?”

“…Yes?”

Irene tilts her head slightly. Then, slowly, her mouth begins to open.

“D, D, Demon…?”

As expected. She must not have known.

It’s common knowledge around town that Sylvester is half-human, half-demon, so why didn’t Irene know about it?

“Yeah. You probably made that ridiculous joke because you didn’t know. Now that you do, don’t say things like that again. You could get killed.”

“Demons… What on earth did I say to the Demon…”

“Yeah. You’re out of your mind.”

I pulled the bell rope once again. Since Irene had lost her composure, I couldn’t ask her anything else.

“Yes, Madam. Is there anything you need?”

I asked the other maid who entered.

“Where is my husband?”

The maid widened her round eyes in surprise, then quickly lowered her gaze, showing a troubled expression.

“That, I’m sorry to say this, but His Excellency the Duke has not returned yet.”

“What?”

I turned my head and looked out the window. It was already dark outside. He went out in broad daylight and hasn’t come back until night?

‘He doesn’t want to come in because his mother is there.’

There was a possibility. No, that’s probably why he’s not coming home.

“He’ll probably be back soon.”

I sat up completely from the bed.

“Please let me know when he returns. I’ll be in the western annex.”

I knew he wouldn’t come if I told him to come to the annex, so I just asked to be informed. I’ll go myself and drag him back.

“Yes, I understand.”

Leaving behind the maid who had answered and Irene, who was still in shock, I hurriedly left the room.

To meet Angela.

***

I arrived at the western annex.

I suddenly remembered the time when I knocked down Largo’s subordinates here not long ago. I was really flustered back then…

‘That won’t happen again.’

There won’t be anything like that in the future.

Largo has definitely been caught, and his remnants will be dealt with.

There’s nothing left to worry about now. There won’t be anything in the future that threatens our lives.

‘But there was another worry.’

That was Angela.

To be precise, the relationship between Angela and Sylvester.

To be more precise, it’s about finding a way to resolve the misunderstanding caused by the lack of communication between the two.

As far as I could see, it wasn’t that Angela didn’t love Sylvester. She loved Sylvester. But…

‘Because she was different from ordinary humans.’

That’s why she made a mistake. No, maybe she didn’t think it was a mistake. The emotional systems of demons and humans are that different.

However, that doesn’t mean it’s right to tell Sylvester to understand. Sylvester has been hurt, and the only person who can heal that wound is Angela.

So…

‘I have to persuade Angela to tell Sylvester the truth.’

It would be difficult, but I had to do it. For Sylvester.

In fact, to outsiders, they might wonder why I’m going so far. Why not just let my mother-in-law and husband handle their relationship on their own?

But…

I didn’t have a family.

In my previous life, I had a family that was barely there.

I came here and, after a series of twists and turns, gained a husband as my family. And when I think about the child that will soon be born, it’s almost like I’m fulfilling the ideal family I’ve always dreamed of.

That’s why I’m happy. I used to be a loner, but I was able to form a social group called family.

But.

‘Can I be the only one happy?’

Now, I may be from another world, so even if my family consists only of Sylvester and our child, Sylvester is not the same, is he?

He definitely has a mother. His father is dead, but his mother is still alive. It means that his family pool can be wider than mine.

But is it okay to abandon such a family and live the rest of my life struggling with only past wounds?

Is this truly complete happiness?

I don’t think so.

Sylvester deserves greater happiness than I do.

I wish he wouldn’t abandon his original family. Please.

I thought that this wish came from his longing for the parents I don’t have…But even so, I have no intention of backing down. Whatever it is, it is good for Sylvester.

So I hurriedly started looking for Angela.

“Mother! Where are you! Mother!”

But Angela was not in the room, the dining room, or the study.

Surely she has not already returned to the Demon World?

“N, no…”

She hasn’t even had a proper conversation with Sylvester yet!

“Mother!”

In my panic, I unconsciously screamed. Immediately, my body was lifted off the ground. Right. If you scream, your body could float in the air and stuff… Wait, what?

“Ack!”

I screamed, squeezing my eyes shut without realizing it. What on earth is this!

“Ahhh! Save me!”

“You’re not dead yet.”

“Save m—huh?”

I looked up at the familiar voice. Then I saw Angela. It seemed she had used teleportation magic on me. As expected of a demon… Magic is truly incredible.

“Haha, Mother. I searched for you for quite a while. Where is this… Oh, it’s the balcony. This is the place I passed by earlier! If you saw me, you could’ve at least pretended to know me!”

This is the balcony of the second floor hallway where I had been wandering around for a long time while looking for Angela. So I gave her a little scolding, but Angela responded with an expression as if she didn’t know what was wrong.

“That’s why I did it just now, pretending to know.”

“It’s a bit much to pretend to know when you’re using magic to teleport people.”

“I see.”

Yes. That’s exactly right.

However, if I scolded her again here, Angela might feel embarrassed, so I stopped. Instead, I subtly brought up the issue that had been on my mind since I woke up.

“That, have you been to your room?”

Angela stared at me as if asking why I was asking such a thing.

“It’s not that… um.”

I moistened my lips that were somehow burning and slowly avoided her gaze.

“Actually, I happened to see a letter that the former Duke sent to mother.”

I had been thinking that I should tell Angela since I met her again.

Whatever the reason, I am the one who secretly read Angela’s personal letter.

“It was never intentional, I was just looking for my mother’s traces and ended up… I’m sorry.”

I bowed my head, thinking that it was natural for Angela to get angry.

However, as time passed, there was no word from me telling me to raise my head.

…Should I keep doing this?

“I.”