After I Died, My Husband Went Mad [EN]: Chapter 54

Before I could even rejoice that Sebelia was alive, another wave of despair crashed over me. Why had she given me a different name when I had lost my memory? It wouldn’t have mattered if she had called me Sebelia.

‘Because she doesn’t believe I have amnesia?’

That could be it. Maybe she doesn’t want to run into me. Even if I lost my memory, she might still be wary.

“Haa…”

In any case, to summarize the situation: Sebelia wanted to escape Hillend Hall for some reason. In the process, she used illusion magic to fake her own funeral and successfully escaped.

No matter how I looked at it, the situation was bleak for me. She wouldn’t have left if she liked Hillend Hall. I could tell just by how meticulously she prepared a fake corpse.

The fact that she was sick and tired of Hillend Hall and the people there.

“I am…”

Dehart’s eyes twisted in agony. Dark clouds gathered over his golden eyes. He thought he would just be happy if Sebelia was alive. He thought it would be a miracle. But it wasn’t.

Why is my heart so heavy? What am I so worried about? Dehart leaned his head against the wall and groaned.

Then, the conversation he had with Denisa flashed through his mind like an arrow.

[The young lady has been exhausted by unrequited love for a long time. So, not being able to spend the wedding anniversary together only hardens the already hardened blood, and does not cause any further wounds.]

[You mean… so. It sounds like she had already given up on me.]

[Yes.]

[The young lady had already said goodbye to the Duke in her heart.]

Only then did Dehart realize the reality he had been missing. He realized why he was so restless, and why he kept feeling uneasy even after confirming that she was alive.

The woman sleeping down there was Sebelia, who had completely let him go from her heart. Not the her of the past that he missed and wanted to meet even in his dreams.

* * *

By this point, the pain felt intimate. He groaned at the thorn-like pain digging into his chest. But he couldn’t just stand by and do nothing. Now that he knew she was alive, he couldn’t just stand still.

Dehart racked his brains. How could he stay by her side, after she had tried to leave him by even faking her own death? And the result was this.

“Would you like me to get you more?”

Dehart casually asked Sebelia, who had finished eating the chocolate chip ice cream and was blinking her eyes. She paused with a small spoon in her hand and nodded slightly.

At that sight, Dehart almost groaned. Knowing that she was the real Sebelia made everything look different. No wonder my heart kept wavering in the forest. If it was the real her, it was only natural.

“Try some of the others while you wait. The raspberry cookies are quite delicious too.”

Dehart pushed the plate of colorful cookies towards her. Sebelia stared at him intently before picking up a cookie. He smiled and got up from his seat.

Then, he leaned against the hallway wall and let out a long sigh.

“Haa…”

It’s not that he doesn’t feel a sense of doubt every moment. Because he has never done anything like this that made him so nervous in his life. But right now, this was all he could do.

To continue living as Dehart, who had lost his memory. Not as the Dehart of the past that she had abandoned, but as a person with new possibilities, facing her.

‘This is the only way for me.’

Because Dehart, the head of Inverness and her husband, was abandoned. A painful light flickered and disappeared over his golden eyes.

It was really a stroke of luck that he had lost his memory. Dehart swallowed a bitter smile as he opened the freezer door. If he hadn’t been careful and had questioned her about her intentions, this day would not have come.

‘I can’t believe following Ilay’s advice turned out to be beneficial.’

I don’t want to praise that guy, but it’s true that he helped me. Dehart tried to be kind and gentle, imitating his actions of easily breaking down people’s walls and gaining their favor. To gain Sebelia’s trust.

“Although it was for a different purpose than now…”

At first, I couldn’t help but think that she was a trap to bring me down. Dehart justified his actions and took out the chocolate chip ice cream and returned to the hallway.

‘I am not the owner of that damn Hillend Hall, but a twenty-nine-year-old young man who has lost his memory.’

So please don’t push me away, Sebelia. I am no longer the me who made things difficult for you back then.

Knock knock.

“Dehart?”

“I brought ice cream.”

“Come in.”

The door opened with a click and the curtain rose. Finally, Dehart chose to fully embrace the role he was playing.

* * *

“Did you not report it because you thought you could cover it up?”

Silas said, throwing the documents down. Nathan flinched at the coldness in his eyes.

“I have nothing to say.”

Silas sighed and clasped his hands together.

“That’s not what I wanted to hear, Nathan.”

It had been a week since Denisa, Sebelia’s nanny, had gone missing. During that time, Nathan had deliberately kept the fact a secret. Silas learned of the situation when the secretary he had assigned to Nathan couldn’t bear it any longer and revealed the truth.

“If you had told me sooner, I would have organized a tracking team. But because you dragged your feet and wasted time, it became impossible to chase after the maid.”

Silas recited the facts in an extremely dry and calm manner. Not a single word of strong criticism or crude insults came out. Nevertheless, Nathan felt a chill run down his spine.

“I’m sorry for disappointing you.”

He gritted his teeth and apologized. Silas rubbed his throbbing head.

“I’ll say it again, I don’t want your apology. What I want is a definite result.”

I confidently entrusted it to him, telling him to give it a try, but it was such a mess. He considered retraining Nathan and discarded the useless documents.

“Okay, step down from the front line. Transfer all the work you have been doing to Swain.”

Swain was the name of the secretary Silas had assigned to Nathan. He was also the one who revealed that Nathan had hidden the fact that he had missed Denisa for fear of being scolded.

“But.”

“If you had just told me the moment you realized the maid was missing, this situation would not have happened. Even if you only knew who took her.”

Silas clicked his tongue.

The spies Nathan had gathered were all mediocre. It wasn’t enough that their tail was caught, but they didn’t even identify who had taken the target.

Nathan’s face momentarily contorted. However, he quickly regained his composure, realizing that he was in front of his father. Silas saw everything but said nothing.

He is a foolish son, but he is still his child.

Silas gestured for him to leave. However, Nathan remained, resisting the dismissal. When Silas raised his eyebrows, he said in a nervous voice.

“I have one more way.”

“Nathan.”

Silas clicked his tongue and tried to kick him out. Nathan got up from his seat, knelt down next to him, and whispered.

“Father also knows that I have been spending time with Flora Inverness recently. And she secretly told me that a banquet will be held at Hillend Hall this time.”

Silas’s eyes sparkled. When he gestured for him to tell him more, Nathan continued in a much brighter tone.

“She said that she is only the nominal host, and that Marquis Rims is providing all the funds, so you have to please him to be invited to the banquet. She suggested that I try to connect with him. What do you think, Father?”

A kind smile formed on Silas’s lips. He patted Nathan on the shoulder and said.

“You’re doing quite well. Yes, if you are invited to the banquet, you will be able to enter Hillend Hall. It’s a much more useful gain than chasing after a worthless maid.”

“Thank you. So, about Swain’s case…”

“I’ll reconsider. Go and think of a way to naturally build a bridge between me and Marquis Rims.”

Nathan could not hide his joy and left the office. Silas smiled faintly as he looked out the window at the faintly visible mansion of Hillend Hall.

It was a shame that he missed Denisa. If she were there, he could have easily secured information about Sebelia’s residence. But there was no need to despair without her.

What was more important was to confirm with his own two eyes Sebelia’s empty coffin. The moment her survival was confirmed, the secondary problems became meaningless.

As long as Sebelia was his daughter, she could never escape from his grasp. He smiled confidently as he recalled the perfect plan he had devised.

“So, try to run away as much as you want, my dear.”

* * *

It was a lazy and warm afternoon. Sebelia, who had been ordered to rest until she recovered, was reading a weekly magazine in the living room. Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she called Claude.

“Mr. Claude.”

“Hmm?”

“Do you buy all the daily necessities here from Supredy?”

Sebelia asked, scanning the living room.

“If they knew you were Mr. Watz’s assistant, I don’t think Supredy would let you off easily…”

Sebelia’s question was valid. The reality was that there were still many people who held grudges against the Sixth Road [Likely a criminal organization or powerful family]. Claude burst into laughter and shook his head.

“That’s right. So, I can’t even dream of walking around the streets of Supredy. There are several villages behind the mountain range. I mainly buy the necessary items from there.”

“Ah.”

Sebelia nodded as if she understood. Well, he was living in the middle of this steep mountain with a strange barrier. It wouldn’t be a big deal to cross the mountain range and visit the village on the other side.

“But I didn’t expect to receive such a question from Bella. What else are you curious about?”

Sebelia blinked and stared at Claude with a dumbfounded expression, then shook her head.

“That’s not… it’s not that. Um… actually, if you’re going to Supredy, I was wondering if I could find out about the atmosphere there these days through you, Mr. Claude.”

“Supredy will always have the same atmosphere.”

Sebelia smiled awkwardly as she looked at Claude tilting his head. In fact, she wasn’t really curious about Supredy. She had other concerns.