The Blackened Second Male Lead’s Wife

le to not forgive anyone who insulted the idol they like. 

Even if it’s someone you wanted to look good to. 

At this moment, I became the enemy of every woman in the banquet hall.

The Empress Dowager, who was sitting far away, was staring at me with especially scary eyes.
This stare was different from the one I saw at the birthday banquet of the Crown Prince. 

Because she was a big fan of Pew. 

Rumor had it that she was the head of Pew’s secret fan club. 

My hands were sweating. 

How to get through this situation…? 

‘Should I deny that I ever say that?’

No, if I deny it, everyone who was there will speak up, and I’ll be labelled as a liar.  

‘Or should I say that it was a mistake? That I was just trying to compliment Lucian? And yell out loud that Sir Pew is the most handsome guy in the world?’

That was the easiest solution, but the words won’t come out.

…Because it’s not true. 

My Lucian was the most handsome man in the world!

Compared to Lucian, Pew was just a human being with some pretty features. 

Erica noticed my resolve and pushed me. 

“I guess you meant it since you didn’t say anything.” 

Ah, whatever. 

I’m sticking to my belief even if they start bullying me for it! 

I did not deny what Erica said.
Erica let out a smile of victory at my reaction.

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“Ha, no matter how handsome Lord Kardien is, you shouldn’t have….…”

Erica’s eyes widened and she stopped talking. 

Not only her, but all the women who were looking at me with threatening glares also widened their eyes and mouths. 

‘What’s going on?’

I turned my head to where they were looking. 

Soon I had no choice but to do the same as them. 

Because Lucian was there.

Under the bright sunlight, Lucian stood holding a small dark green olive tree. 

Seeing Lucian with a small tree in his hand was like watching a scene from a fairy tale. 

But he wasn’t heading towards me, he was heading towards the Empress Dowager. 

Lucian, who stood in front of the stiff Empress whose mouth hung open, greeted her with grace. 

“Lucian Kardien, greets the noble Crown Prince’s grandmother.
How have you been?”

His clear voice echoed in the still silence.
The Empress Dowager, who was not fully conscious, stuttered and asked. 

“W-what brings you here?” 

Today’s banquet was a gathering of the royal family and noblewomen. 

Sometimes, a man would come. 

And that man would either be a husband who didn’t want to be separated from his wife or a father who was unusually worried about his daughter. 

Of course, they would be chewed out for interrupting women’s gossip.

The Empress frowned as she recalled something. 

“Is it because of your fiancee? You think I’m going to harass her again?” 

Soon, the Empress Dowager’s face was filled with anger. 

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Of course she would be angry.
She was scolded for harassing me at the Crown Prince’s birthday party because Lucian went to the Emperor and pressured him to do so. 

The Empress had yet to forget the humiliation from that.

‘Try picking on my fiancee again while I’m on her side.
I won’t let it slide.’ 

She felt his firm resolution. 

But what Lucian said was far from what she expected. 

“No, I’m here to see the Empress Dowager.” 

“….Me?”

The unexpected answer made the Empress Dowager blink.
Lucian smiled and nodded.

“Yes, I heard that you were very hurt by what happened the other day.
I did it because I care about my fiancee, so please extend your generosity towards us.” 

If you think carefully about Lucian’s words, he wasn’t reflecting on what happened that day.
He wasn’t even sorry. 

He was basically telling the Empress Dowager to get herself together. 

Those words could have made the Empress Dowager more displeased.
But the Empress Dowager did not get angry. 

Because Lucian held out an olive tree and smiled a smile so beautiful it couldn’t have existed. 

Olive represents peace.

Like its name, he smiled a smile that seemed to purify all the anger and sorrow in the world. 

The Empress Dowager silently looked at Lucian. 

After a while, the Empress Dowager reached out and accepted the plant that Lucian had held out. 

She didn’t ask a maid to do it for her 

“Since you requested it.
I’ll try.
There’s nothing good about causing a rift with Lord Kardien.”

Instead of saying something cold-hearted, the Empress Dowager’s ears turned red.
Her sharp eyes also relaxed. 

I knew when she made that face. 

People looked like that the moment they became a fan.
You know, the face people make when they see someone they would sell their soul to.