After I Died, My Husband Went Mad [EN]: Chapter 51

The two of them immediately moved the unconscious Sebelia to her room. While Dihart stayed by her side, Claude brought Worts from the lab.

“Go and get some warm water and a towel first.”

Claude nodded at Worts’ words. He returned to the room with a basin but stopped at the doorway. He saw Dihart, his face pale and frozen like a statue.

“Ha.”

Yeah, I knew they weren’t just ordinary acquaintances. Claude sighed. Who would go this far just to dig up a single lie? He placed the basin on the side table and glanced at Dihart again.

[I want the truth, and she’s hiding it.]

When I first heard that, I thought they were both caught up in something dangerous, like Bella was leaking false information and running away. But the Bella I saw wasn’t that kind of person. Above all, she was a patient with a rare disease, and she came to us to survive in the final stages of her life.

And Claude was sure his hunch was right.

“The towel and basin are here. Tell me if you need anything. I’ll go downstairs and get it.”

“I’m fine for now. It seems her body couldn’t handle the sudden fatigue. Her immunity might be a bit low. We’ll have to keep a close eye on her for a while.”

Worts said calmly as he stood up. Then, Dihart’s complexion changed drastically. His pale face turned blue before returning to its original color.

“She’s… sick?”

A faint voice echoed briefly in the room. Soon, he pressed his lips tightly together as if he hadn’t said anything, his jaw clenched. Claude sighed at his stubbornness.

‘If that’s the case, why did you pretend to have amnesia? You talk about Bella as if she’s a criminal, but you’re more worried than I am.’

Claude recalled the day the two first met, trying to resist the urge to grab him by the collar and shake him.

[Nice to meet you, I’m Dihart.]

Honestly, I was nervous. I was secretly gathering strength, fearing that Dihart would break his promise and suddenly strike Sebelia with lightning.

[Do you perhaps know me? I’m sorry. I’ve recently lost my memory…]

Contrary to expectations, however, he faced her calmly. Even the way he looked at her didn’t have any sinister intentions. It was hard to find the raw anger and betrayal that people who had been betrayed often showed.

Rather, he seemed confused. I had practically raised him since he was very young, so I could see those expressions very well. Dihart’s hand twitched as if he wanted to reach her right away, and his heels lifted unconsciously…

[Ah…. I also feel sick because of the fishy smell. I’m sorry.]

That was the climax.

“Tsk.”

After Worts left, Claude looked down at Dihart, who was kneeling beside the bed, and clicked his tongue. What’s wrong with him? He was frustrated because he couldn’t understand Dihart’s twisted inner world.

“I’ll take care of her for the time being, so you should go back.”

“No.”

“Don’t be stubborn and go back. Think about how surprised Bella will be when she wakes up and sees you.”

“…….”

His glare was fierce. Well, whatever that secret is, it’s definitely not as serious as I thought. His nephew, whom I knew from newspapers and various channels, was the type to drag traitors into the torture chamber right away, not just watch them.

Claude felt relieved and wrung out the wet towel.

“What kind of disease is it?”

“What?”

Claude asked back. He was wiping Sebelia’s forehead with the wet towel. Dihart frowned. Claude looked back at him with a puzzled expression and then focused on his work again. Then, a clearer voice than before was heard.

“What kind of disease does she have…!”

He forced his gaze away from Sebelia, who was lying peacefully as if asleep with her eyes closed, and spat out the words as if chewing them. The edges of his trembling golden eyes were tinged with white.

Crack, sparks burst in the air.

“…Worts, come here right now!”

Claude jumped up from his seat.

* * *

I had a strange dream. The place was a foggy lake. Soft reeds taller than my waist surrounded me, and I was holding someone’s hand and getting on a rowboat.

Was I nervous? I think I was. I didn’t even know who the other person was, and I was anxious. But the tense atmosphere didn’t last long.

[Be careful.]

A voice was heard. The moment he rowed, water droplets splashed on my face. Both of us laughed in disbelief. My heart swelled in an instant. He reached out to wipe the water droplets from my eyes.

Shine, something hanging from his wrist emitted light.

“Ah.”

Sebelia slowly opened her eyes and groaned. I thought I saw something sparkling. She scanned her surroundings. There was no one in the familiar room. Only then did she recall what had happened just before she collapsed.

‘Suddenly, my vision blurred, and I felt dizzy.’

And then she collapsed without even having time to say anything.

“I guess the two of them moved me. I should thank them later.”

She sighed and carefully looked at herself in the hand mirror. She wondered if she had vomited blood.

‘I’m paler than usual…….’

My throat doesn’t feel hot or swollen, so I don’t think I vomited blood. After checking, she also checked if her hands and feet were moving properly. Only after a long time did she feel relieved and burrow into the blanket.

“Thank goodness…….”

The memory of having a dream had already evaporated. The afterimage that had remained faintly until she opened her eyes disappeared without a trace. But there was no reason to be sad. Vain dreams have no power in the face of cold reality.

Knock knock. Claude’s voice was heard along with the sound of knocking on the door.

“Bella, I’m asking just in case. Are you awake?”

“Ah. I’m awake.”

“That’s a relief. Worts made some medicine for you to take when you wake up, but I thought it would be better for you to take it now.”

“Okay.”

Sebelia smiled slightly at his warm heart, which could be felt even through the door. Soon, the doorknob clicked. Sebelia put down the hand mirror and poured water into the glass on the side table. But the door suddenly opened and then slammed shut again.

“…?”

While Sebelia was tilting her head, a small argument began beyond the door. Dihart, who had turned Claude away, whispered in a suppressed voice.

“I’ll do it.”

“Stop it and go back to your room. Don’t you remember what happened earlier? You’re one of the patients who needs to rest. You know that your withdrawal symptoms haven’t completely disappeared yet.”

Dihart almost had another seizure next to the collapsed Sebelia. There was no way he could let such a person back into the room.

Claude turned around and pulled away from the hand that was holding him. As he placed his hand on the doorknob, Dihart grabbed his wrist this time.

“I got an injection.”

“Ha, geez…….”

Claude sighed, holding his forehead. Dihart snatched the tray from Claude’s arms. Meanwhile, Sebelia had gotten out of bed, wondering what was going on.

Dihart, who had pushed Claude back, knocked politely. Knock knock. Sebelia stopped walking at the sound of knocking. Soon, Dihart’s gentle voice was heard.

“Bella, would you mind if I opened the door? If you’re uncomfortable, I’ll leave the tray with the medicine in front of the door. Take it when you’re comfortable.”

“…Ah, you can come in. Just a moment.”

Sebelia asked for time and went back to bed. Dihart looked back at Claude as if to show off and raised the corners of his lips. Claude shook his head as if he was dumbfounded.

Sebelia, who straightened her clothes and checked her face in the hand mirror again, said.

“You can come in now.”

“Then I’ll excuse myself.”

With a clicking sound, Dihart stepped in with the tray. The atmosphere seemed calmer than in the morning. Claude, who followed, raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth between Sebelia and Dihart.

“You’ll feel much better if you take it.”

“Thank you.”

Sebelia swallowed the medicine he handed her without hesitation. She could feel the two men watching her with hesitant expressions. When she looked at them with questioning eyes, Claude cleared his throat.

“Ahem, how are you feeling? You must have been very surprised to suddenly collapse.”

“Ah…. I wasn’t that surprised. I just thought this would happen someday.”

“You’ve been thinking that something like this would happen someday?”

Dihart interjected with his eyes wide open. When Sebelia looked at him with wide eyes, he realized that he had reacted too much and closed his mouth.

“I’m sorry. I, I…. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to raise my voice.”

“He must have been surprised. That’s what he got after running over here after seeing Bella collapse.”

Claude added as if defending him. Hmm. Sebelia fiddled with the rim of the empty glass and lowered her gaze slightly. An awkward silence followed. What broke the silence was Dihart’s sudden rummaging through the side table.

“Dihart…ssi?”

“I brought it in case you forgot.”

What came out of the drawer was the book Sebelia was reading. I hadn’t even thought about it. Sebelia opened her mouth slightly and took the book.

‘Did he move me to my room and come back one more time?’

Why bother? Sebelia’s eyes sank as she stroked the dew-covered cover. She didn’t feel good. When she was his wife, she had never received such care.

‘Is this his true self?’

A cold wind swept through her heart. I didn’t want to see this different side of you in this way. Sebelia put the book down beside her and said in a dry voice.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Claude was watching the two from a step away.