After I Died, My Husband Went Mad [EN]: Chapter 155

Side Story 1-3

“In that case, I have no choice but to deliver the medicine every day.”

“You don’t have to go that far…”

“I can’t exactly hire the Imperial physician to work here, can I?”

Rosalyn blinked, surprised by this sudden development, and started to protest, but Chateian swiftly made his exit.

“Well, it’s been a pleasure. I hope to see you both again soon.”

Chateian disappeared as quickly as he had arrived, like a gust of wind. Sebelia quietly watched the space where he had vanished before turning to Rosalyn.

“You’ll be staying here from today?”

“I-I’m sorry. I was trying to dissuade His Highness the Crown Prince, but it somehow ended up like this.”

“No, I was going to say it’s a good idea.”

Sebelia smiled brightly and took Rosalyn’s hand. Without Diheart, the days had been too dull and lonely anyway.

“Then, let’s move Rosalyn’s belongings here as soon as possible. I’ll send the knights to His Highness the Crown Prince tomorrow morning to let him know.”

“Thank you…”

Rosalyn’s cheeks flushed at the kind eyes and warm touch. Just then, a servant announced that lunch was ready.

“Let’s eat first, shall we? Would you like to take a look around the garden afterward?”

Sebelia smiled sweetly and led her to the dining room.

* * *

As time passed and Diheart returned, there was one more resident in the Inverness mansion.

“I’m glad you’ve returned safely, Duke.”

Diheart got out of the carriage and climbed the stairs as usual. He roughly grasped the important points of the butler’s words, letting the rest flow by as he walked, when he felt a hot gaze from somewhere.

“…….”

‘Is it that dust bunny cat?’ he thought, nonchalantly turning his head. That was the moment their eyes met.

“…….”

“…….”

It was as if he were looking in a mirror. Even Diheart himself felt that they had similar colors and temperatures in their golden eyes.

“Rosalyn.”

Before he could finish speaking, Rosalyn turned and fled. Her speed was comparable to that of a deer. Startled by her shocking speed, Diheart paused for a moment before turning his head to glare at the butler.

It was a look that meant, ‘How could none of the important things you told me be about Rosalyn?’ The butler looked aghast. Just as he was about to open his mouth, his face paling,

“Oh, Diheart?”

A savior appeared just in time. Sebelia, who was coming down the central staircase of the entrance hall, discovered him.

“What’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to arrive in two days?”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

Diheart grabbed Sebelia’s hand with an embarrassed expression and escorted her down the stairs. Sebelia looked at him with a bright face before exclaiming as if she had remembered something.

‘Rosalyn said she’d be waiting in the entrance hall.’

No wonder the butler kept giving me meaningful glances. Sebelia could easily grasp the situation. The two of them must have run into each other in the entrance hall. Seeing that Rosalyn was nowhere to be seen, she must have run away as soon as she saw him.

“Hmm.”

“Bella?”

What should I do? I was going to explain it to him slowly when he arrived. My plan was ruined, but Sebelia didn’t panic.

“Let’s go inside and change first. We can talk about your trip to the North later. I’ll tell you what’s been happening at the mansion in the meantime.”

Diheart stared at her quietly before slowly nodding. There were many things he wanted to say and ask, but now was not the time.

While Diheart was changing, Sebelia had a brief conversation with Rosalyn and returned to join him in the dining room. She saw the servants’ foreheads covered in beads of sweat as they prepared an earlier lunch than usual, but it couldn’t be helped.

She had heard from Ilay that Diheart had skipped his meal and marched all the way here, determined to arrive early.

“Are you going to keep doing this?”

Sebelia threatened to station Wartz at the mansion again if he continued to act like this. Diheart didn’t like that, so he immediately apologized.

“I’m sorry. So, can you please spare me that?”

Sebelia was the owner of the mansion, so he had no choice but to beg like this. When Diheart drooped his eyebrows and apologized, Sebelia was taken aback but found the sight so cute that she decided to let it go this once.

“I’m only letting you off the hook this one time.”

“How generous. You’re such a good owner.”

“Don’t talk like a servant.”

Sebelia shuddered at the memory of Diheart waiting on her like a servant back in the lab.

“Why? You are the owner here, aren’t you?”

“Even so.”

“Master.”

When Sebelia opened her mouth in disbelief at the softly whispered voice, Diheart burst out laughing. The laughter of the two filled the wide hallway.

Thus, the two teased each other playfully and bickered as they headed to the dining room. In the meantime, Diheart tried to avoid talking about Hillend Hall as much as possible, but when Sebelia asked him to tell her about it first, he hesitated but seemed a little pleased.

“Ryan and the new butler are the most enthusiastic about the main building’s renovation. They’re pushing to completely redo the interior of the main building while we’re at it.”

“Then the construction period will be extended?”

“It looks like it. They’re recruiting plumbing technicians, but I don’t know if it will work out.”

“Are you already doubting them?”

“I’m worried.”

As they reached the dining room, the voices of the two naturally faded away. Sebelia, who had stepped inside through the door opened by the servant, blinked and tilted her head.

“Oh my.”

Rosalyn, who had said she was uncomfortable seeing Diheart and would eat separately, was already there. Sebelia was slightly surprised but didn’t care much. Minds can change at any time.

However, it seemed that Diheart was not. Following behind Sebelia, he slightly opened his mouth with a stiff face, clenched and unclenched his hands, and then nodded.

“It’s been a while, Rosalyn.”

“Yes, it’s been a while, Brother. I was rude earlier.”

“You don’t have to worry about it.”

“Yes.”

Sebelia shook her head, realizing that there might be no more awkward siblings than them. Well, no matter which siblings I brought, they would be better than the siblings who tried to kill me.

“Let’s sit down first. The servants are watching us.”

Sebelia naturally took the lead in the mealtime atmosphere, and Rosalyn was a little impressed by her gentle charisma. Thus, an awkward yet intimate lunch began.

Fortunately, the meal continued in a comfortable atmosphere. Diheart didn’t senselessly try to force Rosalyn to become close to him, and Rosalyn didn’t suddenly burst into tears with incoherent apologies due to a surge of guilt.

‘She seems to be doing much better than I thought.’

Rosalyn was holding up better than expected, considering she had visited the mansion while he was away because she was awkward about seeing Diheart’s face.

‘Was she exaggerating?’

Well, maybe. Aren’t they siblings who have lived apart for almost twenty years without even seeing each other? Sebelia nodded inwardly. And she brought up completely different topics as if she didn’t notice the subtle tension between the two.

“I heard there will be a boat ride at the lake park in District 7 this time, do you know about it, Rosalyn?”

“I think Seina mentioned it. I heard they’re also hosting a kite-flying event.”

“That’s right. They say you can watch the kites flying with lights attached to them in the evening. It’s supposed to be spectacular.”

“The Imperial Family managed to allow such an event?”

“Don’t be sarcastic, Diheart. His Highness the Crown Prince personally verified the safety of the event.”

“Hmm…….”

The conversation between the three flowed smoothly around Sebelia, and all three were satisfied with it. From the beginning, Sebelia didn’t intend to intervene in improving the relationship between the two unless someone asked her to, and the two didn’t want that either, so lunch was very peaceful.

The surprising thing happened when Rosalyn had almost finished her meal.

“Brother.”

Rosalyn, who had refused dessert and got up from her seat, looked at Diheart and called him. Diheart seemed a little surprised, but soon nodded.

“Yes.”

“I’m glad you came back safely.”

Rosalyn threw the words like an arrow and quickly tried to leave the dining room. But Diheart wasn’t one to be fooled twice. Quickly regaining his senses, he said in a not-so-small voice.

“There will be a gift when you go up to your room.”

“…….”

“Claude prepared it. I hope you like it.”

Rosalyn barely turned her head to look at Diheart. The two exchanged glances for a moment, and Rosalyn barely nodded before turning back. And she ran away as quickly as she had when they met in the entrance hall.

“Phew.”

Sebelia, who had been silent due to a strange sense of tension, finally let out a breath. Diheart pushed the water glass with the tip of his hand.

Sebelia, who had moistened her throat, opened her mouth in a nonchalant manner.

“Claude didn’t buy it, did he?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“He’s not at Hillend Hall right now.”

Claude had left for Rookwood with Wartz. It was a field trip to meet his teacher and learn about the herbs and medicine there with Wartz.

Diheart smiled without affirming or denying. It was a means to avoid answering. But Sebelia didn’t give up. She stared at him intently as if to tell him to answer quickly, and eventually, Diheart raised both hands.

“While I was raiding the merchants’ warehouses to buy you a gift, I saw a lot of things that caught my eye. So, I bought them together while I was at it.”

Sebelia burst out laughing as if he was talking nonsense at Diheart’s added words, telling her not to be too upset.

“What are you talking about? Don’t say that, Diheart. It’s something to be praised—a brother buying a gift for his sister. I’m a little jealous.”

It was a thoughtless remark. But an unexpected reaction came back. After a brief silence, Diheart bit his lip and grabbed her wrist.

“I don’t know what to do whenever you say things like that.”

“Huh?”

“No matter how envious you are, I can’t be your brother or father.”

Sebelia was dumbfounded. Had she said such things before? She was trying to recall, but Diheart in front of her didn’t like even that, and he was already getting closer.