Divorce Manual

Chapter 78

"What? My brother is coming?"

"Yes, I think so."

At Catherine's words, Evangeline anxiously bites her thumb.

"If my brother comes, a lot of people will attend, right?"

"Maybe, yes."

A banquet hosted by Charles, who is famous for not attending a banquet.

"Why, all of the sudden?!"

"It is said that the duchess asked for it."

"......."

When Catherine mentions Abella, Evangeline chews her lips and clenches her fist tightly.

Frankly speaking, it's a lot more effective to spread rumors if Charles attends because a lot of people will come.

However, it's also true that her radius of action narrows quite a bit.

Because the organizers of the banquet will be him and her.

No matter how much of a princess I am, there's a limit to how much I can stand out.

It can be complicated to act under her brother's eyes.

It will be difficult to explicitly attack Abella.

Don't tell me—

"Haven't you noticed something about her?"

"No, I don't think so. I didn't get that sense off her."

"Because she's a very suspicious woman, she might pull some tricks."

Evangeline swears that Abella is a wicked, cunning, evil, mean and pretentious woman.

Honestly, her original thought was to gather a small group of her acquaintances and take revenge on Abella.

However, now that things have gotten bigger, it's not just an insult to Abella, but it's also a family fight and—

It might be a disgrace to the Duke of Diago.

It has become complicated one way or another.

In addition, the aftermath of the storm after her confrontation with Abella while telling it to Charles—

"Don't go against her because I'm on her side."

I was afraid.

I felt like I would be sincerely hated by Charles

But, if I just let insults from a few days ago pass like that—

I wouldn't be Evangeline Diago.

Most of all, this is for my brother, Charles.

You're being deceived by her mask.

Otherwise, Charles wouldn't have said that.

"So how many people do you think will come?"

"I think almost all of those who were sent an invitation will come."

"That's annoying."

Why are you doing whatever you please at my party?

Evangeline feels tears coming from the rising irritation, so she sits down on the sofa, throwing whatever she has on hand.

I'm going crazy because I hate her.

I don't even hate Abigail this much.

At least, Abigail knows her place and pretends to be obedient in front of her.

This woman is only a baroness.

She's too proud.

​No matter what I say, she replies with, 'I am a duchess.'

"How did she ask my brother to divorce her?"

"It might have begun as a simple argument between a couple."

"..."

"That's what the marquise said."

"I'm nervous."

Whenever she used to come to Lapel, she always felt good. After Abella came, she found Lapel to be annoying.

"Then, you have to keep observing that woman!"

"..."

"Is there any way to kick her out?"

"If you expose her this time."

"..."

Catherine's head lifts at Evangeline's words.

"Wouldn't your brother have already known?"

"If he did, would he have brought such a woman into our family?"

"That's true."

Diago's blood would be stained, so her brother wouldn't have made such a decision

"From what I understand, Baron Farhan's acting is very good that even people close to him don't even know."

"..."

"How bad his reputation is."

Catherine clicks her tongue and shakes her head

"If he had known it was such a family, he would have never married."

"There's no way he would."

With her arms crossed, she listens to Catherine's whisper and nods, remembering the desperate baron couple that she occasionally encounters in the capital.

The couple looked cheap because they had greed written all over their bodies.

If my brother knows what they are, he would've never married.

No way.

I have no choice but to save my brother.

If I had spoken to Charles, there's a possibility that he would try to cover up and keep it from other people's attention.

So, it's necessary to take an action that can't be undone.

"Yes, what kind of family is our Duke of Diago from?"

I can't let him be dirty like this.

"Whoo—"

She puts her hand down and raises her chin lightly, as if she's acting on behalf of justice for her family as the lady of the household.

Then, a maid knocks on the door and comes in with a letter in her hand.

"What is it?"

"A letter has arrived from the capital. It's urgent."

She'll be going to the capital soon.

What's so urgent?

She immediately opens the envelope.

[Dear Evangeline.]

In the familiar handwriting of her friend, Rosette—

"Dear..."

From Evangeline's expression, who slowly opens the letter and reads it with a bloody smile—

"..."

Her laughter gradually disappears.

Replacing it is a cold stare.

"Lady Evangeline, blood..."

After chewing her lips enough to bleed, she crumples the letter.

On that crumpled letter,

[ His Majesty Kyle... .... engaged to Lady Abigail...]

Catherine takes a breath in reflection.

"Vulgar and dirty things are muddying the water."

"..."

Evangeline, who is cold, looks out of the window, looking at the scenery.

"I'll never leave you both alone."

She bites down on her lips.

"Never."

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After running away to the bathroom that day, I've been desperately avoiding Charles.

I somehow managed to reply, avoided further conversation, and immediately fell asleep.

The next day was a problem.

Since he took his bed out of his bedroom, he had to come to my bedroom to sleep.

Though he gave me the room for one night, he obviously was going to fry me sweetly the next day onward.

That's why I yank my hair and use Leo as an excuse.

"Leo is sick."

Of course, Leo's very fine.

I just asked him to say that he's sick.

At my request, Leo told Curtis and Ergel that they were sick as well. Only in front of me does he have a lively appearance.

Thanks to that, I have been enjoying my time with Leo.

"How long are you going to run away?"

Haha, he got me.

It's the day before the garden party, and I can't avoid Charles anymore. I run into him on the stairs of the 3rd floor like I'm meeting an enemy on a wooden bridge.

"Haha, did you not go out?"

With an awkward smile, Charles stretches out his hand as if he's trying to block me from passing.

"What's the answer?"

He then tilts his head.

Such a persistent man.

I should have waited until he left.

"Ah... I wasn't running away. You know..."

"Then, why haven't I seen you for the past two days?"

"Because I fell asleep."

"For two days?"

"Maybe it's narcolepsy. Haha."

When I force laugh, Charles, who doesn't even move, stares at me with his arms still crossed.

Oh my God, a laser will come out of your eyes.

I look away from his scrutinizing eyes.

"Leo is sick."

"What does the beast being sick have to do with me sleeping alone?"

"Because he's sick so I have to take care of him."

"Even if you take care of him, you should still sleep in your room."

Charles's low voice cuts me off mid way so I couldn't finish my words.

"You've been sleeping by yourself your whole life."

I then take a step to move away.

"Not now."

What?

"Now that I have someone to sleep with, the feeling of lying in bed alone and looking at the ceiling doesn't feel very good."

"..."

I glimpse at Charles, unable to decide what's going on with his obsession.

"Let's sleep together."

He says in a stifling voice.

I feel like an alarm goes off in my head so I try my best to maintain my calm. I've been wondering what's going on, but I also don't want to argue with him further.

"Yes, I will."

I grab onto the opportunity and look away.

Otherwise, I think I'll lose my mind and run away.

I feel whatever it is that he's suppressing might just pop out at any moment.

"The weather has been nice since the morning. Have you had breakfast?"

I try to move on from the awkwardness by talking about the weather.

"No, let's do it together."

"I'm fine—"

"If you're not going to eat, I would like you to sit in front of me."

He laughs threateningly.

It's not exactly a threatening smile, but his expression is too intense so it felt like intimidation.

"Sure."

I push the word 'no' back down my throat and smile brightly.

"Would you like it to be set up in the dining room or my room?"

"..."

"Anywhere is fine."

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T/N: I didn't want to impose my response during the chapter so I'm about to unleash it all here...

"Maybe it's narcolepsy. Haha."

This bish really used a sleep disorder as an excuse. Lmaooo

"Let's sleep together."

Why aren't you an R19 novel T^T

He says in a stifling voice.

Something is stifling alright...(~￣▽￣)~ and it ain't the voice...

I feel whatever it is that he's suppressing might just pop out at any moment.

At this point, the author is fucking with us...

He laughs threateningly.

5 bucks says he doesn't know how to crack a smile on command so it comes across as sinister rather than natural lmaooo