If You Leave Without a Word - Chapter 118
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All preparations were complete.
Agatha took one last look over the documents. Although she had checked them numerous times before, she found herself repeatedly glancing at the papers, perhaps because she knew that once the night was over, there would be no turning back.
In truth, she had finished preparing to leave the mansion long ago, but she had inadvertently wasted several days waiting for Cain to return, who seemed to have no intention of doing so. Finally, today, Agatha heard that he had come back. For some reason, he had dined in the main house rather than the annex.
As Agatha stepped out of her bedroom, contemplating whether to speak with him at the dining table, she arrived only to see Cain hastily finishing his meal and coldly leaving before she could reach him.
Even when she looked up at him with a face full of unspoken words, he merely turned away without a glance.
Eyes around her seemed to mock the Marchioness, abandoned by her husband and left alone at the table.
Teschen, who had once kept her distance after Agatha’s warning, seemed to have drawn strength from Cain’s increasingly dismissive attitude, returning to her previous attitude. While she didn’t speak openly to Agatha, she moved the other maidservants to subtly mock her.
But that was all coming to an end. Disciplining and teaching could only occur when there was some affection involved. The betrayal and deceit aimed at her would ultimately be paid for by Cain Vernat, not her.
“The Marquis is currently in the study.”
A maid, cautiously entering the bedroom, reported on Cain’s whereabouts. She was a young maid who had been serving Agatha in place of Liana.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes, Madam”
If he wouldn’t come to her, then she would go to him. Her footsteps felt heavy as she left the bedroom.
As she descended the stairs and crossed the corridor, Agatha’s heart became unexpectedly calm. The quiet hallway echoed with silence, not even the sound of footsteps.
Suddenly, memories of her first time walking through these halls came to mind. She remembered how she had carpeted the corridor to ensure that Cain could consider the study a private space, all while hiding a warning disguised as a description from Izelle.
With each step, the study door came closer. When she took her fourth step, the door suddenly swung open. As always, Cain emerged with an angry expression, striding across the hallway toward Agatha.
Technically, he was heading outside the mansion, not directly to her.
True to form, Cain walked past Agatha as if he hadn’t seen her. He must have seen her approaching, yet he didn’t even glance her way.
Just as he was about to pass by, Agatha instinctively reached out and grabbed him.
“Let’s talk, Sir. I have something to say.”
“What is it?”
His brief response was accompanied by an irritated sigh. As she called out to him, Agatha immediately regretted it. She thought she had become immune to his cold gaze, having experienced it before, but it was even sharper than she had expected.
For some time now, Agatha felt like she was trapped in a prison, not a home—specifically, the prison created by Cain’s indifference.
“You were supposed to relay any messages through the butler.”
Without a hint of hesitation, Cain continued on his way. The moment Agatha grabbed his sleeve, he seemed to want nothing to do with her, coldly shaking it off. It took her a few seconds to retract her hand, embarrassed at having held onto him.
She imagined she could hear the mocking laughter of the departing servants trailing behind him. No, it wasn’t just imagination; seeing Teschen’s smirk as she pretended to nod in greeting confirmed it. The servants a few steps behind Teschen also appeared to be stifling their laughter.
To them, the sight of a poor wife unable to exchange a single word with her husband was amusing. Agatha felt a chill run through her fingertips.
“…It’s nothing.”
Only after seeing Cain’s unfeeling profile as he turned away did Agatha realize there was no reason to extend him the courtesy of informing him about the divorce, her decision to annul their contract.
The reason for notifying him about the contract termination in advance was purely to prevent him from being surprised. However, seeing his cold attitude made Agatha feel that he would likely accept the notice as a pleasant surprise he had been anticipating.
In any case, Cain’s opinion was not necessary for ending this marriage contract. Thus, Agatha no longer wanted to extend any consideration that no one wanted.
This is how it must end. This is the end for both of them. Watching Cain’s retreating figure as he walked away from the door, she steeled her resolve and decided on their separation.
Although she had thought about it vaguely, she had never truly committed to the idea of divorce. She had reassured herself that there might be reasons or other circumstances that warranted giving Cain another chance to mend their relationship.
Yet, ultimately, he had forced her to put a definitive end to their connection.
Now that she had made up her mind, it was time to take action. Cain’s figure, which had not ascended to the second floor today but headed straight out of the mansion, soon disappeared behind the wall.
