Regrets Of A Second Male Lead

Chapter Thirty two: The Despairing Side Of The Fight Between Married Couple (5)

The Blanchett party entered one of the towns in the Spencer viscounty, where they decided to stay the night. They could get more formal treatment if they continued to Youngju Fortress, but they would have to stay on the road a bit longer.

"Are we sleeping here tonight?"

"Yes, Abel."

The inn was modest, but the Blanchett party, who had ridden in a carriage and on horses all day, were content with it.

The Blanchett family, who finished their simple meal and prepared to sleep, were unusually quiet. Chloe and Gerard were still acting cold toward each other, meanwhile Abel had been dozing off for a while, most likely tired from the long carriage trip.

After washing up, Gerard ruffled his half-dried hair with a towel several times. He glanced at the bed where his wife and child were lying.

His eyes lingered on Chloe as she lay down beside Abel. His wife, despite being aware of his presence, didn't sneak him a single glance until the end of the day. He thought she was becoming increasingly cruel.

Gerard called his wife, who was lying beside Abel.

"My Lady."

However, Chloe buried her face deeper in her pillow. It was a wordless gesture that indicated she didn't want to talk.

The despair from yesterday still weighed on her mind. Now, she didn't want to hear her husband's voice or look at his face. She hated him. She hated him with all her heart.

"I made a mistake yesterday..."

"I want to sleep. Let's talk about it next time."

Gerard's courageous apology was cut off by Chloe's cold remarks.

"..."

"You like talking about it next time, don't you?"

Chloe turned her back on Gerard after muttering sarcastically. That back felt like a firm wall. He was frustrated.

"Ah."

Abel, who was lying between Chloe and Gerard, whimpered in his sleep. Gerard caressed Abel instead of his wife who turned her back on him.

However, he agonized in the darkness. If he woke Abel, perhaps his wife would turn around again? He wanted to be Abel. He wanted to make a fuss because she turned her back on him, to show her face to him.

However, he couldn't do that. The perfect Gerard Blanchett was not supposed to do that.

"...Have a peaceful rest, my Lady."

Rather, he couldn't imagine that his wife was sad because he maintained distance between them. If he held her shoulders and asked for affection, his wife, who loved him, would burst into tears and bury herself into his arms.

But Daniel's teaching that in order to be loved, he must always act in a way deserving to be loved, still controlled Gerard.

***

"Agh!"

Gerard woke up with heavy breathing in the middle of the night. He had no idea what kind of dream he had, but his whole body was soaked in sweat. He felt a chill as he wiped his eyes. They were wet.

'Did I cry?'

What the hell? He couldn't figure out what happened to him lately.

"Phew..."

He looked around with a deep sigh. Chloe and Abel were seen sleeping soundly.

'I haven't had it for a while since I was reunited with the Lady, so why all of a sudden...?'