Chapter 13: CH 13

“Okay, divorce… What?”

“Divorce me, Cesare.”

I told you to divorce me! It’s not as difficult as you think, right?

I felt a little proud of the thought that I had accomplished something great. I proudly waited for Cesare’s response. Well, I would say it looks good.

But it wasn’t.

“Did I hear it wrong?”

“…  Huh?”

“Divorce.”

Cesare, who had been repeating ‘divorce‘ in his mouth, leaned back in the chair leisurely.

He raised an eyebrow and smiled. He was obviously relaxed and gentle, but somehow I felt an unknown sense of crisis.

what.

A cold sweat was running down my back.

His reaction was not what I expected. Even if he pretended to say no because he has social face, I thought he would like it in the end.

Because you like Gabriel and this is the world of BL novels with an irresistible flow.

I wondered if I stepped up too quickly. I wouldn’t have said it if he was not obsessed with Gabriel.

But waiting until then seemed to make my life more dangerous.

I fiddled with my fingers nervously. It was very clear that Cesare’s gaze was on me.

As the silence continued, I felt like a mummy because the blood couldn’t dry out.

I can’t. Let’s just say it’s a joke-

“Did you have an affair with him?”

“What?”

“Gabriel. The slave I brought.”

I opened my mouth wide. What is he talking about now?

“Huh? Daphne. You have to answer.”

he said with a soft smile. The mouth was smiling, but the eyes were not. And that made me go crazy.

Don’t tell me you think I cheated on Gabriel because I’ve been good to him?

Cesare doesn’t love me. So he wouldn’t be threatening me just because I cheated.

What bothers me is the suspicion that Gabriel, whom he loves, may have played with me.

Oh my gosh. What kind of mess is this?

“To be honest, you can find another man.”

What do you mean! Are you thinking of killing me!!

Something was going wrong. For the time being, I opted for a retreat.

“… In fact, I lied.”

“Hmm.”

“Gabriel… No, he doesn’t matter at all.”

I couldn’t let Cesare think that I had seduced Gabriel. It was really a dead end.

“Cesare has been busy lately. That’s why I  feel lonely for a while.”

“Aha.”

I muttered as much as I could. Cesare’s voice was cheerful, but to me it just felt bloody.

I carefully looked into his eyes. His face was calm. It was just like before the storm.

Cesare stood up and said.

“Wake up, Daphne.”

“Yes?”

“So here?”

Cesare let out a sarcastic laugh. I opened my mouth wide.

“I didn’t know my wife had such a taste.”

He was openly making a sex appeal.

Cesare seemed angry and seductive at the same time. He licked his lips like a predator looking at the delicious prey right in front of him.

What’s wrong with him? What’s wrong with him? How the hell is this novel coming along?

“It-it’s daytime, Cesare.”

I’ve come up with excuses that won’t even work. And again. At my excuse, Cesare raised the corners of his lips.

“Didn’t you say that you were lonely for a while? My wife said she was alone and lonely, and as her husband, I should reflect on it.”

“Well, you don’t have to.”

“No. I must do my husband’s duty.”

Cesare was needlessly stubborn.

It was crazy. Being an obsessive maniac, I thought maybe he could say no to my divorce decree. But it’s even worse. An ending I never thought of!

Why are you doing this to me when you have Gabriel!

Cesare grabbed my hand. While I was arguing, he grabbed my hand and left the office.

The appearance of the owner couple walking around the mansion holding hands manly in broad daylight naturally drew the attention of employees. Their faces were hot and red.

Gabriel shouldn’t see this.

Gabriel must be very heartbroken to hear that the sun has not set yet and the master and his wife have gone to bed.

You can hear the sound of the high sensitivity dropping sharply.

Do you think she is an abominable woman, saying that she is acting as a kind and gentle hostess on the outside but she’s stealing his lover from the back? I never intend, nor will I ever do that!

“Cesare! Cesare, wait!”

“Why.”

Bump—

Cesare shuddered as he opened the bedroom door. The dark blue bedding close to black, the trademark of the obsessive maniac, caught my eye.

Just looking at it takes my breath away.

I grabbed his hand and asked sadly.

“Cesare. really…?”

“Then are those words fake?”

I’m going crazy. Are you really planning on doing it? What the hell is he thinking?

As Cesare and Daphne were married, it wasn’t that they weren’t in a relationship at all in the original story.

Before Gabriel’s arrival, he regularly spent marital nights to fulfill his noble duty to produce successors.

Of course, I refused to sleep with this and that excuse to save my life. At least I haven’t had a night with Cesare since I took possession.

Anyway, In the original story, Daphne was sometimes called into Cesare’s room after Gabriel arrived.

But there was no love in the process. Cesare just needed a comparison. When he embraced Gabriel, his body, which was brimming with heat and excitement, as if he had taken medicine, became cold in front of Daphne.

It was an embarrassing situation for Cesare, who only thought he was a heterosexual.

Cesare did an experiment, and only after repeating it several times did he admit that he had a crush on a man named Gabriel.

It’s been a while since he admit that he love him.

Are you trying to use me as a comparison right now?

I didn’t want to be the subject of Cesare’s experiments. If I had to choose between my life and spending the night with the main character, I would choose my life.

It’s not my cup of tea to touch a man who has a lover!

Gabriel was Cesare’s companion, as set forth in the original work. It’s true love and the half of him that shouldn’t be lost.

Why should I be rat experimental when you can realize that you’re in love without having to compare him with me!

I shook off Cesare’s hand. His cheeks, which had been burning in embarrassment, became cold.

I spoke in a low voice, but in a blunt voice.

“Cesare. I don’t want to.”

It was not until I uttered that word that I could clearly realize why I had avoided it every night.

I thought that the main characters had to spend a hot night, and that I had to work hard to build up my body, but it was just a defense mechanism.

I just didn’t want to have the miserable experience of comparing myself to Gabriel.

“Daphne.”

As soon as the soft, submerged voice reached my ear, I suddenly woke up.

What did I just say?

Did I say I didn’t want to do it to Cesare? Ahhh Finally I’m crazy!

That doesn’t make sense! You said you were lonely!

Besides, the obsessive maniacs hate those who resist his words the most. Especially when it comes to sexuality.

The body was the identity of the obsessive maniacs.

But I just told him I don’t want to do it with him.

I could tell without looking in the mirror. Obviously, my face must have been bleached white due to astonishment.

I bowed my head deeply. I was so scared that I couldn’t see Cesare’s face.

Please, save me.

But, contrary to my worries, I heard a slightly softened tone of voice.

“Aren’t you the one who said you’re  lonely?”

At first glance, it was a gentle voice.

Am I wrong now?

I carefully raised my head. Cesare stood in front of me, still stiff, but not as angry as before.

I did…

Maybe now is the chance to get out of here safely? I hurriedly made an excuse.

“Wh-what I was talking about was the mental part.”

Oh My God. Platonic love. I’d be talking about mental health!

However, his expression which had been hardened, loosened a little.

But I still can’t rest assured. Before Cesare goes into another uproar, I must quickly come up with a satisfactory explanation.

My brain, give me strength!

“I recently read a romance novel. It was a story about a couple getting married in love and they seemed very lovely. So suddenly…  I guess it was. We were married by arrangement. haha….”

Is this going to work? I think it would be weird.

Ugh, I was gibberish and my head was dizzy. But it seems that Cesare was more naive than I thought.

“… Is that so?”

Cesare agreed! He still didn’t seem to believe everything, though. Still, it seemed to pass. Whoo, I can’t live because I’m so scared!