My Contract Husband Resembles the Male Protagonist - Chapter 16
“Do you have a lot of money?!”
“A little.”
“It’s not like you have a lot of money…….”
“If you say ‘a little,’ is it overflowing to the point of being a lie?”
I shyly nodded.
“I’ve got it all.”
“?”
“But you also have Dale?”
The woman’s face contorted for a moment.
“You bought Dale with money?! That’s not love, it’s not!”
“Bought with money!”
I slowly shook my head.
“…No, I didn’t. Dale likes me, and it just so happened that I had a lot of money. Next question?”
I grinned and tapped the table.
In a village suffering from a shortage of young people, suddenly, young women lined up beyond the hills to visit my house.
“Hey, don’t touch the couch,” I said, “Those cushions aren’t Dale’s. I spilled saliva on them.”
“Ew!”
“You’re throwing that out there?!”
Clap, clap, clap!
I clapped my hands loudly.
“I’ll only answer the questions of those standing in line!”
I shouted at the top of my lungs.
“I’ll kick out anyone who breaks things, and I’ll tell Dale exactly who it was!”
I shouted.
Upon hearing that, the women who filled the house quickly formed a line.
“Now the conversation can proceed.”
“Me!”
“The person in the yellow dress is next. Come on, question!”
“Yes! Me! How long have you and Dale been together?”
“We met five years ago as the daughter of a young mercenary and a rich man, broke up because our parents forced us to, then got back together and got married. Next!”
“Just one more question…”
“Get back in line. Next!”
“What’s your name?”
“I’m Anne!”
It was my alias.
Answering questions, it seemed endless, and the line never shortened.
“Did Dale say that his ideal type is a woman like you?”
“His ideal woman is me. Next!”
“Does Dale snore when he sleeps?”
“Handsome men don’t do that. Next!”
How much time had passed? As fatigue gradually set in, I took a moment to sit and rest.
You said you never even made eye contact.
Then why do so many girls like Dale?
What happens when you make eye contact?
I let out a long sigh.
At that moment, something was quickly handed to me.
“Oh, a handkerchief, than—”
Not a handkerchief?
What was in front of me was a letter.
“A letter?”
Ignoring the original line, I looked at the woman who had cut in.
She stood in the middle of our house, wearing a parasol, smiling brightly.
With her honey-like blond hair and a luxurious dress, was she a noble? Perhaps the granddaughter of a lord that person mentioned?
“Are you Anne?”
At that moment, the woman smiled and spoke.
“Yes, I’m Anne.”
“Nice to meet you. I’ve finally seen you.”
Finally?
I silently stared at the woman.
Did she know me? Perhaps she was from the Emperor’s…
“My name is Adelaine Kiedland. I’m the Lord of the Kiedland estate next to Grunwald, the daughter of Lord Kiedland.”
“Wow…! Adelaine is here!”
“Adelaine! Your grace shines brightly today as well!”
The women in line all praised Adelaine Kiedland.
She smiled benevolently, as if such popularity came naturally to her.
‘Kiedland? The daughter of the lord of the Kiedland estate next to Grunwald?’
“Dale…”
As she began to speak, she glanced at me, or rather, scrutinized me.
From top to bottom, she examined me, then let out a subtle laugh.
“Oh, I’ve seen Dale a few times.”
Adelaine wore an embarrassed expression but continued to smile brightly.
“I heard about Dale getting married. It’s my first time meeting his wife.”
She looked at me, and I, in turn, observed this somewhat suspicious woman.
Why does she keep staring?
“What are you doing!”
Her maid, standing next to her, shouted.
“Lady Adelaine is a noble. Commoners should bow respectfully!”
