Honey, Why Can’t We Get a Divorce?

mile.

 

“Yes.
If they wait, I’ll have to go quickly, right?” 

 

“Yes!” 

 

Countess Cardel folded her arms with me.

 

As she walked along, she said.

 

“I don’t know about Madam, but Madam’s reputation has improved a lot recently.”

 

“…Really?” 

 

I’ve never heard of this before.

 

I tilted my head.
Then Countess Cardel continues. 

 

“Yes.
The Grand Duchess has said so many good things.
On top of that, I heard you built a nursery and a school this time! And under the initiative of the Duchess.
Thanks to this, people’s views have changed a lot.
You’ll be surprised when you come in.”

 

It was also useful for a big mouth like this.

  

 

I feel a little better.

 

Now I’m going to live well with Sylvester, and now that I’ve thought about it, my desire to raise my reputation has grown a little bigger, but I can’t believe the rumors have gotten better!

 

It seemed that the sky was on my side.

 

“And….”

 

Countess Cardel said, glancing at me like this.

 

“I hear you have some good news.”

 

Oh my. 

 

Another pregnancy story.

 

The words of the Grand Duchess seem to have spread all the way here.

 

I couldn’t tell the truth that it was a lie here.
Irene is a member of the family, so even so, people outside can’t find out.

 

“Yeah.” 

 

So I answered with a straightforward look.

 

“I’m happy to give you good news.”

 

“Congratulations!”

 

Countess Cardel said with applause.

 

“I heard that the two of you got along well, but you must have gotten closer so quickly! I congratulate you with all my heart.
Really!”

 

No, uh… It was embarrassing.
Because it felt like everyone caught me doing something like that with Sylvester.

 

I lowered my head with a slight blush.

 

“Have you decided on the godmother of the child?”

 

I’m not pregnant, but you want me to choose a godmother already?

 

I shook my head.

 

“Not yet.”

 

“Then!” 

 

Countess Cardel shouted. 

 

“Me! I’m one of the candidates! Please don’t forget me!”

 

No I mean, you sound like you’re in an oratorical contest.

 

“Oh—..
Okay.
I understand.” 

 

I answered in a low tone.

 

Was my answer not satisfactory?

 

Countess Cardel raised her voice more.

 

“It’s because our family doesn’t get pushed anywhere!”

 

“Uh, yes.” 

 

“Of course, the Grand Duchess is a strong rival, but—”

 

Countess Cardel bit her nails.

 

“But please don’t forget us!”

 

I told you I got it. 

 

I’m not even pregnant yet.
What do you mean godmother?

 

I really want to say it, but I can’t!

 

I tried to comfort Countess Cardel with a smile.

 

It was then.

 

“Huh?” 

 

Countess Cardel’s eyes turned to a certain place.
I turned my head towards it too.

 

At that place—.

 

“Countess Fleur?” 

 

There was Fleur. 

 

Did Countess Cardel invite her? 

 

I looked back in surprise at Countess Cardel.
Countess Cardel immediately shook her head with an expression of resentment.

 

“I’ve never invited her!”

 

“But why is she here?”

 

Today’s Fleur was a little different from usual.

 

If before, she showed a modest and simple appearance, but today—’

 

‘Just like me.’

 

Like me, she is wearing an off-the-shoulder dress with fine shoulders.
In addition, earrings, necklaces, and rings were extraordinarily colorful.

 

Why is she dressed like that?

 

“It’s like the Duchess.”

 

said Countess Cardel.
I nodded in agreement.

 

“Why is she dressed like that…”

 

Scared to say, Fleur came towards us.
I and Countess Cardel greeted Fleur with a little nervousness.

 

Fleur stood right in front of us.

 

And she spoke with her characteristic sweet and beautiful smile.

 

“Hello?”

 

******

 

Fleur stared at Ophelia, who had come this way and had no change in her expression.

 

She’s a tough girl, after all.

 

Fleur thought so and clenched her fist slightly.

 

And she remembers the conversation she had with the 2nd Prince, Largo.

 

‘Your purpose is to become an Empress, right?’

 

Largo touched Fleur’s desires too casually.

 

‘I can do it for you.’

 

He said, clasping Fleur’s hand tightly.

 

‘Therefore.’ 

 

Largo flashed his eyes.

 

‘Kill Ophelia.’

 

‘Then I’ll do whatever you want.’

 

“…”

 

Fleur took a big breath.

 

Then she looked at Ophelia in front of her.

 

If it had been in the past, she would have felt helpless at the thought of a woman she could not beat, but not now.

 

Now.

 

‘The woman who I must kill.’

 

Fleur’s lips twisted.