For My Birthday, I Was Gifted Five Husbands - Chapter 74
Eugenie didn’t respond to Cassius’s explanation.
She had thought she’d feel joy when seeing her mother alive again after so long, but all that played in her mind was the image of her mother threatening Cassius with a twisted face.
‘If you lay a finger on my daughter, I will kill you, even after I’m dead.’
And that face, looking down at Cassius with sorrowful eyes.
Eugenie slowly stood up and picked up the cardigan that had fallen on the floor. After receiving her mother’s belongings from the lawyer, she had kept her mother’s last letter in her pocket every day.
Normally, the second page would have been blank.
But as she had slept with Cassius earlier, Eugenie herself had realized something. It wasn’t just the sensation of reaching the climax , but the feeling of a spring-like energy beginning to flow within her body.
‘Cassius called that awakening, didn’t he?’
If new power had awakened, new information might appear in a place where there was nothing before.
Thankfully, Eugenie’s guess proved correct.
The letter, which had once been blank, was now filled with familiar, messy handwriting.
[Eugenie, someday when you see these words, I have a secret I want to share with you.
Actually, we have the blood of wizards running through us.]
That much was acceptable.
The problem was the next line.
[And for us to use magic, we need the vitality of a man. A lot of it.]
…And Eugenie briefly held the letter with both hands, tilting her head as if it might touch the floor. Cassius, who had been watching her from the bed, also tilted his head in confusion.
“Lady, are you okay?”
“Wait a moment. I think I have temporary dyslexia.”
Eugenie read the sentence over and over again, but it was so hard to accept that she tilted her head in disbelief. However, no matter how much she suspected it was a sudden case of dyslexia, nothing changed as she looked at the letter.
‘Yes, I can accept that we’re wizards.’
But this part felt like a clumsy device from a cheap novel, aimed at justifying some messy s-x scene.
‘But, honestly, after sleeping with these people, I did feel more energetic.’
Her first experience had been strangely easy. The more it happened, the more she wanted it, a slightly embarrassing desire. She was perplexed at herself for missing such a detail.
Still, Eugenie found her eyes drawn back to her mother’s letter.
[Mom also only heard about this condition from my family once when I was a child. They said that twenty-four is the last year we can go without sleeping with a man.
Other than this, before my family all died, I didn’t properly learn how to survive with this condition… But it’s not a lie that my maiden name was ‘Faye.’]
Eugenie slowly rubbed her forehead. Was it implying that if she didn’t sleep with a man before her twenty-fourth birthday, she would die?
‘Wait. So what about Mom?’
If she was such a unique being, why did she die from illness?
[…If I had slept with someone other than your father, I might have been able to use more power. But your father was the only one, and he couldn’t satisfy me…
Eventually, I ran out of energy and had to use my ‘lifespan.’]
“Why?”
Eugenie whispered, almost scolding without meaning to.
If she ran out of power, she could just cheat, can she? Her father did it countless times until he got caught by Agatha, but why couldn’t her mom?
But as if anticipating the question, the reason was explained in the next paragraph.
[Because I’m your mother, I didn’t want to be misunderstood by being with another man. Imagine your mom, meeting another man while her husband’s cheating. How pathetic would that be?
Eugenie,
Maybe Mom didn’t live well.
Maybe, there’s really no such thing as love between a woman and a man.
I hope you live a life a little different from mine.]
