Villainous Husband [Ofline Reading Only]

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Raniero knew where Angelica’s gaze was directed to.

Since both the people of Temple and Tunia and Angelica returned to their lodgings, the audience room became empty, and only he sat alone for several minutes with his eyes closed. At the same time, a smile that wasn’t remotely pleasant slightly caught on the edge of his lips.

He had been wondering since a while ago.

‘…What’s with the Temple of Tunia?’

Angelica gave up all the social studies she had been so zealous about for several weeks and raked in only the information related to the Temple of Tunia. Besides, even with her tired and emaciated face, she insisted that she undoubtedly would receive an audience from the Temple of Tunia.

Typically, when she wasn’t feeling well and he gave her an excuse to run away, she was always quick to grab it.

‘What’s there?’

A barren land that he had never cared about… however, his wife strangely set aside everything and explored it.

Since the Unro Kingdom and the Temple of Tunia were far away, there was no reason to trade with each other because expenses would be greater than the gains. For that reason, the Unro Kingdom wouldn’t know much about the Temple of Tunia.

Who would dig deep into the inconsequential matter that didn’t matter?

Raniero wanted to know what his wife, a native of Unro, valued so much in the Temple of Tunisia. Still, he didn’t ask directly because he would find out the day they came…

…From the direction of her gaze.

Indeed, the gaze was forthcoming as Angelica’s eyes were fixed on one spot. He knew that their eyes had met for a moment. To Raniero, it was just a face that just looked hazy and uncharacteristic.

What did she see in the young man’s eyes?

When that man first kneeled down in front of him, who was captured in the Empress’ gaze, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“…Interesting.”

As Raniero uttered aloud in the empty hall, there was a slight crack in his smile.

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“Who did you decide to invite for dinner?”

Raniero glanced around in his wife’s room, which was now familiar.

A bow and arrow were arranged neatly on one side.

Raising up from his seat, he then leaned his upper body against the railing of the balcony. On the trunk of a large tree overlooking right from here, the marks have increased compared to the last time. It was proof that Angelica had been holding the bow steadily.