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That day, earlier than usual, Zachary burst into her room.
Bianca, who had been resting in her chair, tried to stand up at the unexpected visitor, but Zachary stopped her with his hand. Bianca, who had exhausted all her energy in the brief outing, willingly sat down.
His expression was the same as always.
Because it was hard to judge her mood from her expression, Bianca also started looking around. The tone of her voice. The length of her stride. Little things like how close he gets to Bianca. Putting that information together, she was able to get a rough idea of how she felt about herself.
Slightly trembling eyes. Exceptionally large stride. A closed mouth trying to say something. Zachary looked a little flustered and embarrassed.
Bianca slowly scratched the grain of the fabric on the chair's wooden handle with the tip of her fingernail, trying to figure out why it would be that way.
But Bianca's curiosity didn't last long. Because the reason came from Zachary's own mouth.
"Is it true that you met the maid?"
Gaspard. She thought he was a man with a heavy mouth, but he seemed to be lighter than anyone else. He wondered where he had gone in the meantime, but apparently he went to inform Zachary. Not only is his mouth light, but his *his butt is too. Bianca laughed a little and clicked her tongue.
(I know it sounds weird, but it's an idiom. 엉덩이가 가볍다 refers to someone who is restless, someone who can't stand to sit in one place for a long time and soon leaves that place. It's our “restless ass self” )
Had it not been for the fact that Zachary's voice, asking again if it was true that she had met Ante, seemed urgent and anxious, Bianca would not have believed that Zachary would have visited her just for that. Because it wasn't worth it.
Both Zachary and Yvonne were making a weird ruckus, but in fact, Bianca didn't really understand why they were doing it. Bianca nodded slowly.
As soon as he did, Zachary quickly scanned Bianca's complexion. He suddenly grabbed Bianca's hand and even checked her palm.
What? Do you think I couldn't control my temper and slapped your cheek? Bianca's cheeks twitched. But Zachary didn't notice and continued to watch Bianca. Only after confirming that she was not injured anywhere did she let out a sigh of relief.
“Well, Gaspard was with you, so it wouldn't be a big deal.
-That's how it is. Sir Gaspard was with me, so what could have happened?
Bianca chuckled and blinked at Yvonne next to her. Yvonne pulled the chair up next to her and moved it into a good position for Zachary to sit on. It wasn't until Zachary sat down in the chair that the eyes of the two people, who were disproportionately close together, met.
If she was Bianca from the past, she might have suspected Zachary of hiding that woman. In front of Bianca, he tried to pretend to be cool, and then he sent the maid to a nobleman he knew and continued their relationship in secret, a truly delusional illusion.
However, considering Zachary's personality, which he had been watching for six months after his return, he didn't seem to be that kind of person.
It was funny that rumors circulated of the existence of a mistress. Had he been a man who could act so cunningly, he would have been either sweeter or crueler to her. It wouldn't be necessary to worry about every single thing that he doesn't need.
That said, it's not like I think Zachary likes her like Yvonne mentioned. But… Zachary was sincere.
So maybe he is trying to treat her, who is his only wife, with respect. Perhaps it is out of respect for the alliance with the Blanchefort family that weighs on his shoulders….
Of course, that logic was not without its contradictions. When Bianca said that she didn't want to see her father, if Zachary really cared about the Blancheforts, she wouldn't have said so easily that he didn't need to go. But that was the best thing Bianca could come up with.
Bianca was afraid of convincing herself that someone loved her. Because she has realized how cruel it is to believe in love.
The assumption that the other person would love her stimulated love for the other in her heart. She felt so alone, and Fernand, who said that he loved her, was like rain after a drought. But what was the result? A brutal betrayal!
In the end, it was her own love, and even that love was left with nothing but the humiliation of being used.
But more than that, it's because the opponent is Zachary.
She couldn't believe in his love because he was her lawful husband, a man already qualified to possess much of her. She shouldn't believe in it. What the hell was she supposed to do with her injuries if she betrayed her?
Believing in Zachary's character was Bianca's minimum guarantee, the Maginot Line to protect herself.
Bianca was pleased with the way they are now. They respect each other and are considerate without confirming their feelings for each other…. It would be perfect if they got closer physically, but she also knew it was her greed based on her anxiety for the future.
Regardless, there was no need for love to intervene in their relationship.
After relations with the Blancheforts improved, Bianca was no longer as obsessed with her first night with Zachary as she used to be. Anyway, next year she'll be sleeping with him, and it's never too late to work hard from then on. As long as the Blanchefort family is alive and well, she doesn't have to drown to stay in the Arno family...
At that moment, a corner of Bianca's chest tightened. An indescribable pressure of pain surrounded her. She felt that she was missing something important, but she had no idea what she was. As Bianca tried to guess the cause of her pain, Zachary, who was sitting on the chair, snapped his fingers at her.
-Water.
Bianca, awakening from her worries only then, tilted her chin at Yvonne, where the pitcher of water lay. Yvonne poured water into the cup, and Zachary drank it immediately. Her neck jerked showing the movement of the water flowing down her throat.
Zachary, whose throat was moistened, took a deep breath. Bianca said casually, her awkwardly stiff cheeks lifted.
"You must have come in a hurry."
—Oh.
Zachary nodded. He was scared upon receiving Gaspard's report and ran away, but after confirming that Bianca was alright, he was relieved.
The maid was rude to Bianca, the master's wife, even in Zachary's castle. As she didn't know what to do with other nobles in the capital, her heart pounded even though she knew Gaspard was there. I'd better find out who's after her.
The capital is too dangerous. Especially the people.
It was only after Zachary sighed that he was able to take a deep look at Bianca. She looked like she was trying to pretend to be calm, but her face was hard as if she was embarrassed by her husband's sudden action. It was then that Zachary realized that he had been rude and let out a small sigh of regret.
Except for the uncomfortable expression on her face, Bianca's appearance was particularly stunning today. The rays of the sun made her dress her red, and the necklace of the same color as her eyes will shine brightly. It was an item he chose very carefully for Bianca.
Until now he thought he hadn't used it because he didn't like it, he didn't expect him to be wearing it today… an unknown sense of pride devoured Zachary.
“…The necklace looks good on you.
-Of course. Who chose it for me? What about the dress? It is made with the fabric that I chose with you back then. You remember?
“I remember everything. Looks Good.
Seeing Bianca look at the hem of her dress, Zachary parroted the words blankly.
The feeling of melancholy disappeared for a moment, since unlike the hero of the kingdom, he seemed like a fool. Bianca smiled mischievously and asked Zachary coquettishly.
"Do you have anything else to say besides saying it looks good on me?"
-…handsome.
(Zachary utters the word beautiful. Bianca takes it to mean the dress but it clearly means her.)
Zachary looked Bianca in the eye and added. He was a weak-minded man. It can be said that it is a compliment done as a last resort. Bianca, who hadn't expected Zachary to compliment her with fancy modifiers from the start, added with a smile.
“This dress alone cost the earl two horses, clearly it should be beautiful. If it was Vincent, he would have scolded me for a long time.
"Why would I scold you?"
“It's a waste of money.
“It's not a waste. It fits you well. Didn't I say earlier that I would buy you anything you wanted?
Zachary tilted his head in a strange way. His black eyes darted up and down as he took in Bianca's outfit, and soon his head nodded. Looking at him again, he seemed to be thinking about it a lot.
Bianca looked at Zachary for a moment. He wasn't good at compliments, but he was good at doing embarrassing things like this. Sometimes when he sees this, I can't tell if he's good or bad dealing with women.
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