Don’T Get Caught By Your Husband! [EN]: Chapter 8

Don’t Get Caught by Your Husband! 8. First Night (2)

#8. First Night (2)

2024.03.08.

He keeps talking about singing… Did he really hear me singing last time?

Belladonna swallowed hard, feeling nervous.

She took his large hand from her waist and brought it in front of her.

Belladonna raised her right index finger and, using it like a pencil, slowly moved it across his palm.

‘Wh.at. So.ng?’

He furrowed his brow, watching Belladonna’s actions intently before speaking.

“You want to know what song I want?”

Nod, nod.

“If I tell you, will you really sing it for me?”

Escalion chuckled, raising the corner of his lips.

Of course, that wasn’t the intention; she wanted to know if he really remembered the song she sang.

Belladonna stared at him without a word.

“What song should I ask for…”

Escalion exhaled a low breath and rolled his golden eyes.

If words like ‘labor song,’ ‘sky,’ ‘harvest,’ or ‘little bird’ came out of his mouth, she was ready to bolt from her seat.

At that point, she would have to run away to Astagna immediately, marriage or not, and hide securely inside the Papal States [a neutral territory controlled by the Pope].

‘It would be obvious that I was caught making a sound…’

Belladonna held her breath and watched his lips.

Soon, his lips curved upward again in a smooth arc.

“The song is just an excuse. I made an unreasonable request to my wife who can’t speak, but I didn’t expect you to ask what song I wanted.”

Ugh… I’m the one who fell for it.

Belladonna frowned without realizing it.

Escalion gently rubbed her forehead with his thick finger and spoke.

“I’ll let it slide today, so relax your face. It’s not scary at all.”

Let it slide?

Belladonna looked puzzled, and he playfully poked her cheek.

“It just means I’m a bit tired today, so I won’t bother you.”

“…”

“I can’t hurt my wife on the first day, can I?”

Belladonna couldn’t fully understand what Escalion was saying, but it didn’t seem pleasant.

Belladonna tried her best not to provoke him and slowly backed away.

“But you…”

Failed.

Belladonna, who was slowly moving to the edge of the bed, was grabbed again and dragged back.

He grabbed Belladonna’s slender wrist and examined it.

Even when gripped in one hand, there was plenty of room left; her pale, slender wrist fluttered up and down in Escalion’s grasp.

“How do you survive with a wrist like this?”

It’s because you’re unusually large…

Belladonna protested in her heart, but outwardly, she put on the Saintess’s signature sunny smile.

Hehe…

“What am I supposed to do if you just keep smiling like that?”

Oh, it doesn’t work…?

Belladonna was slightly flustered and hardened her lips.

Until now, whenever she just smiled at any question, people would roughly agree or find new meanings and accept it in their own way, but the man in front of her was not so easily swayed.

Escalion tilted his head and fiddled with her wrist.

“When you moved your finger on my palm earlier, I thought it was a feather moving, not a finger.”

Again, it’s because you’re unusually large…

Belladonna smiled, straining her lips.

Escalion raised his golden eyes and stared at her.

Why, what, why?

“Are all women like you?”

Women?

This time, she couldn’t maintain her smile properly.

Woomeen?

Belladonna twitched her trembling lips and recalled the fancy necklace she had found in the room she had been assigned to earlier.

‘What is this man doing right now? Is he pretending to be innocent in front of his wife?’

He even brought one of his mistresses to the castle, and he’s asking about woomeeeen?

Where did he learn to act so innocent?

“I don’t even know how much strength to use.”

Escalion looked back and forth between his rough, calloused large palm and her small palm, then placed it gently on the bed as if he had lost interest.

Belladonna looked down at her freed wrist.

Is this how he seduces women?

“To be rejected on the first night, I’m a sad husband.”

Escalion turned to face the ceiling, propped his head up with his arm, and opened his mouth with his eyes closed.

Belladonna looked down at him, snorted softly, and lay down next to him in the same way.

Enjoy that sad situation with other women!

Although it wasn’t intentional, she was glad that she had realized early on that he had other women.

If not…

‘I might have felt sorry for constantly refusing the first night.’

Belladonna shifted slightly, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position.

In the future, I’ll have to make excuses that I’m sick, or that I’m having my period, or that it’s a week of prayer and I need to keep my body sacred!

Even if not, Escalion is the lord of Griblata, so he must be busy every day.

‘He won’t be able to come to me every night!’

Three months.

If I just endure for three months, I can go back to the Papal States.

“…”

Belladonna, who was continuing a train of thought, slowly blinked her eyes.

…Go back? To the Papal States?

‘Is that really what I want?’

Belladonna bit her lower lip without realizing it.

‘What’s there if I go back to the Papal States?’

If she went back to the Papal States, she would once again be trapped in the confessional inside the Papal States, listening to people’s worries day after day.

She would have to cater to the greedy Pope’s whims and sometimes be dragged by his hand to do emotional labor.

‘And if the Papal States’ finances run out again…’

She might have to have a second or third arranged marriage with men in the same situation as Escalion.

Belladonna glanced at the man next to her with troubled eyes.

He must have fallen asleep, as his firm chest was moving up and down.

‘But I can’t drag out my married life with this man any longer either.’

Whether she wanted it or not, the Pope would expose Escalion’s secret in three months and invalidate their marriage at the same time.

Belladonna closed her eyes at the sudden feeling of frustration.

‘Compared to my previous life, this is an incomparably peaceful life.’

At least I won’t go hungry or get sick.

Yeah, that’s enough. Let’s not be greedy.

This is how I can live…

She kept repeating it to herself as if casting a spell and slowly fell into an uncomfortable sleep.

* * *

Heavy.

It’s heavy… Suffocating…

Belladonna frowned and woke up.

Something heavy and huge was tightly wrapping around her.

‘What is this…’

Forcing her eyes open, an unfamiliar ceiling and the structure of the room came into her dazzling view.

This is…

‘It was the bridal chamber, right.’

Slowly blinking her eyes and looking down, she saw a thick, scarred arm tightly embracing her body.

‘That’s why I can’t sleep properly…’

Belladonna groaned and struggled to get away from him.

Ugh, why is he holding on so tight!

Belladonna nervously moved her body and looked down at the arm that didn’t budge.

Seeing that he didn’t move even when she moved this much, it seemed that Escalion was the type to sleep really deeply once he fell asleep.

Should I hit him lightly?

‘But my arm won’t move.’

Then should I bite him?

Seriously considering it, she moved her head to adjust the angle so that his arm touched her mouth.

Will he even feel me biting him?

Won’t I just hurt my teeth…? Should I bite with all my might…

As she put his arm in front of her mouth and turned her head from side to side to calculate, a slightly muffled laughter landed on her ear.

“Hehe…”

She also felt the bodies that were tightly pressed together shaking.

Ugh…! He was awake?

“What are you doing, from morning?”

Escalion asked in a low, subdued voice.

Belladonna, embarrassed by her actions, didn’t move at all and only blinked her eyes.

“If you’re hungry, you should have said so. Don’t think about biting your husband’s arm.”

“…”

Embarrassing.

She only lowered her head in resentment, and he moved his thick arm to pull her even closer into his arms.

“She’s more of a handful than I thought, this woman.”

Escalion rubbed his nose against Belladonna’s disheveled hair.

“It’s soft and more squishy than I thought, so it’s good to hug and sleep with.”

Seriously, from last time… Am I a pillow!

He hugged her a little tighter and let out a satisfied groan, then slowly moved away from her.

“It’s a shame, but it seems like my wife is hungry, so I’ll stop here.”

Yeah, thank you.

Belladonna finally raised her freed body.

Escalion turned his back to her and seemed to be preparing to get out of bed.

Inadvertently looking at his back, Belladonna was startled and turned her gaze away.

‘Oh, when was he naked?’

The sculpted, well-built back muscles with nothing on were shining in the morning sunlight.

He got up from his seat, lightly stretched, turning his shoulders and bending his neck.

‘Please put something on!’

Belladonna felt her face heat up with embarrassment and only looked at the innocent window.

“Are you going to eat breakfast?”

Of course I’m going to e…

Ah, why aren’t you wearing clothes!

Belladonna, who inadvertently turned her head to answer him, saw him still standing naked and turned her head back to the other side.

She groped on the bed and picked up the gown he had taken off and handed it to him.

“You’re picky.”

Escalion grumbled and began to put on the gown she handed him.

It’s not that I’m picky, it’s just that people usually live with clothes on?

Only then did Belladonna turn her head and get out of bed.

“Just lie there. I’ll have them bring you the meal.”

Escalion glanced down at her as she got up.

Um? Here?

Belladonna had never eaten a meal in bed in her life.

In her previous life, she didn’t have a bed, and after becoming a Saintess, there were so many restrictions on her behavior that she couldn’t…

“I must have kept you from sleeping comfortably because I was holding you. You should at least have a comfortable meal.”

Escalion reached out and cupped her cheek.

He looked down at Belladonna, who clearly looked like she had just woken up, for a moment, then turned his body.

“I’ll eat separately, so lie here and eat comfortably by yourself.”

Um? We’re not eating together?

After finishing his words, he strode to the door, slammed it shut, and disappeared from view.

Belladonna felt relieved and leaned against the head of the bed.