Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain’s Daughter-in-law Chapter 42

After Laria fell asleep, Evan sneaked out of the room.

He ca out to train, even if it was only for an hour in the middle of the night because he was absolutely short in ti for sword training after spending so much ti with Laria nowadays.

He still couldnt believe that she was going away soon. He had been trying to spend more ti with her up until now.

Heading to the training grounds where there was no one around, Evan heard soone sobbing in the forest.

Who is it?

When Evan asked calmly, a servant sprang out in surprise.

Cobb?

It was Cobb who was crying his eyes out.

Whats going on?

He whimpered and hesitated to answer but eventually replied with a squint.

Thats because a woman played with .

Played you?

Yes I thought it was going well with her, but she was eting with various servants of the Dukes residence and my purity was trampled.

Oh, my God.

Thinking about it, he thought Cobb said there was a woman he was getting along with the other day.

Rob in prison, Ivan in the kitchen, Kayburn in the garden were all entangled with her

Thats too bad.

Evan gave him soulless consolation, thinking he should go his way.

There seed to be a very flirtatious woman at the Dukes mansion, though it had nothing to do with him. All he wanted was for Lariat to get better and keep being with her like this.

It would be okay to be by her side even if she didnt get better, but Evan didnt want Lariat to suffer

Serena that sinful woman should have known that if she is pretty in my eyes, she would know that shes pretty in other peoples eyes, too

Evans expression as he tried to step away was dark.

Yes, Serena is a good person. Theres a lot to learn, a lot to observe from her. Shes a completely soulful doctor!

Who has Laria been learning from?

Suddenly, Evan started to act even stranger.

Laria, are you interested in seeing another doctor?

Indirectly, he asked several tis a day about having a doctor other than Serena.

Why?

Its just, I feel sowhat uncomfortable.

His expression was very serious.

Oh, I didnt expect him to have a better awareness than the villain. Though, of course, I could turn the question around to my advantage easily.

No doctor had cured as much as Serena. I can feel my illness getting better after I t her, even when I was in the County.

But

Dont you want to get better?

Saying so, I dropped my shoulders and asked weakly, and in the end, Evan couldnt say anything more about Serena.

Phew.

However, the number of tis he swept his hair and muttered to himself increased. I figured he was still unhappy about it, but Evan couldnt say anything to .

I should have gone to the dical academy.

Huh?

If I had studied hard, I might have a license by now.

.

Im sure I would have graduated first

The dical academy was where the commoner people would go. I didnt understand what he was talking about. After learning that he couldnt keep Serena away from , he began to pressure in other ways.

I learned sothing from Ludvas accident.

That was sothing good.

Please realize that everything Ludva said was bullshit!!

Really? What is it?

He answered my expected question seriously. A man who holds your wife in his heart cant be left alone.

Huh?

Its a generation after generation of continuous trouble.

Well, thats right, but

Never be rciful.

Ludvas incident seed to have left a strange mark on him. And thus, Evan had beco too wary of another man being attached to his wife.

Is that why youre delaying the date with Redian, the painter, more than before?

I tilted my head, confused.

As expected, do I remind him of Matilda?

Its just it seems to be common here. Even Godmother thought of as Matilda while she was looking at .

Evans red eyes twinkled eerily, and I felt as if I was watching Duke Icard when he was younger. Serena was right. The best answer was to move away from them before getting too attached, even though it may be a little harsh.

Laria.

Hmm?

Ive ordered extra finest bedding and decorations for the Villa since you said you wanted to fill the villa up with things of good quality. I also got the Oklasia tree, though that one was a little difficult.

Even though I ntioned it passingly, I couldnt believe he actually rembered it all

Whats wrong with him? He is so nice

Oh, thank you.

Ill be there often.

You dont have to go there often.

Never be nice to another man. Dont laugh, and dont get along with them too well. Okay?

All right.

You cant read fairy tales to them. You cant stroke their head, and also dont buy them Ganache.

Why?

Because no matter if a woman has a husband, they can hold you in their hearts, like Ludva.

Evan.

I sighed deeply.

It seed that Ludvas influence was significant. Well, as expected, it wasnt sothing that I could easily get away with as it left a deep scar in Evans heart. Still, I needed to do sothing to fix this because he was showing a serious delusion.

Dont think about it like that. Im not an easy person, and I wont give a damn about any other people.

Huh?

Isnt that right? How light-hearted do you think I am to fall for such actions? Dont worry about it.

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I added, If you think itll happen, this is utterly ridiculous. Unless you think of as a flirtatious woman who wants all for herself.

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Dont you think so?

Well, thats true.

Evan nodded grudgingly but looked sowhat uncomfortable.

Since I was leaving, it might have reminded him of his mother leaving. Is that what he was thinking about? Looking at him, Evan was abnormally restless.

Evan chewed his nails and muttered to himself.

Im so anxious.

I ca to a conclusion.

Evan, whose ntality was worn out by Ludva, seed to feel attached to , and he needed reassurance at every single mont.

Well, hes still a kid.

But, just in case, it was also a good choice to stay away for a little while as well. Out of sight, out of mind, out of reach, and away from Duke Icards company for him to get back to his original personality.

For a while, I thought about trying to avoid death by flirting with Evan in earnest, but he felt guilty for Duke Icard and I knew he would take his side in a decisive mont.

And, most of all, the father-son drama wasnt my style. Dramas were fun to watch, although I get seriously exhausted just thinking about it.

Hmm, hmm

Of course, besides Evan, Duke Icard was also acting a little peculiar. When I went to the office after being called, his voice resounded surprisingly.

You dont have an allowance.

Pardon?

There might be a ti when you require cash. Especially when youre not here, Evan wont be there either if you happen to be in a hurry to ask for money.

Hey, father Did you forget about the horse race?

Regardless, the more money, the better. While thinking about what I would get, the Duke suddenly held out a sketchbook and colored pencils.

Sketchbook

I see. I got it.

Oh, my. Its not like I really dont have money.

Drawing a harmonious picture for soone who could kill in the future just to get so money was sothing a child without pride would do.

Father!

And, I am that kid with no pride in front of money.

Thats right! You said youd give so pocket money if I drew for you, right?

I clapped my hands enthusiastically as I accepted the sketchbook and colored pencils as if they were sothing precious. As I drew the picture on the spot, Duke Icard frowned while stroking his chin.

You seem to have a gift for art should I get a teacher for you

Really?

I grinned widely as I pointed to one of the pictures.

So, what do you think this is?

Seeing the hideous thing stretchthe torches of hell?

It is a tree, father. What about this?

Seeing the impression of a scythe is it the reaper?

Thats father who held a sword.

Well, it wasnt that wrong since he was the one holding my life in the line So, his theory of art giftedness was easily dispelled.

While fiddling with the sketchbook, crying inside it was better quantity than quality, Duke Icard said abruptly.

If you go to Borotna

Yes.

To announce your arrival into the region, you must hold a banquet.

Oh yes.

It cant be helped because youre not feeling well. Since you are planning to stay there for a long ti, you have to keep an eye on the local community.

Societies! From what I had seen in the book, it was referred to as a battlefield without gunshots where there would be a lot of backbiting with the nobles. A place where nobles who have nothing to do, gather and fight over nothing!

Soone told that Im cut for it.

I had a lot of fun taking that short lesson from Olivia.

I think its going to be a little small since they are only a local socialite, so why dont they just try to calm down and find other hobbies?

Youre gentle and tender, so Im not certain if youll adjust well. However, if youre having a hard ti, just close your eyes and get yourself away from those people.

What?

As long as you have Icards na, no one can say anything to you.

Duke Icard continued bluntly.

Dont be so hurt, maybe a bunch of little kids would bite you for your weaknesses.

Theyre going to bite if I show my weakness? Ah that would be completely draining.

During the banquet, I will probably be too busy to attendso Ill let Evan go instead. No matter how busy I am, Evan will be there to help you.

You dont have to ask Evan to go.

I dont want to be a hindrance to Evan just because Im sick. I lowered my eyelashes and spoke in a mournful voice.

At first, I was just happy to be part of Evans family with Father, but now Im so worried that being sick will be a nuisance to Icard

So, dont send him often except for special circumstances.

Duke Icard kept his silence and mumbled to himself.

What a kind-hearted person.

And for a very long ti, he didnt say anything else.

Duke Icard glanced at with a faint look, sighed, and looked out of the window. Idly, he then grabbed the holy ring in the drawer and fiddled with it.

Nevertheless, he didnt ask or talk about my condition at all, aning that he was still determined to keep hiding the fact that I had a ti limit Or, at least that seems to be the case, judging from the way he was acting.

I dont know exactly yet, but he still doesnt care enough about to give up the goal he really wants.

I quietly finished my drawing, took the pocket of gold, and left the office.