The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 69
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The Bayern Household, at the study—
Ash was reviewing the reports submitted by the administrators during his absence from the territory when the butler came to see him.
“So, you’re saying someone has been selling information of my wife to outsiders?”
“Yes, Your Grace. Fortunately, it seems that no confidential information from the duchy was leaked…”
…Fortunate, indeed.
But could this truly be called fortunate?
The ‘evidence’ the butler handed over was filled with vulgar and crude remarks directed at his wife.
Ash lowered his gaze.
Vulgarity. The content was so obscene that it was unspeakable.
“And the culprit?”
“The Madam has ordered his confinement to the dungeon. It seems she intends to handle this matter unofficially.”
In other words, there would be no formal trial.
Ash was already aware that his wife had ordered her servants to track down the ‘rat’ who had been leaking information to loan sharks. At the time, he hadn’t cared much.
She had spent most of their marriage engaging in behaviors like this: fighting with servants to break into his study or digging through his trash and clothes in search of evidence of an affair.
Her antics had been so constant throughout their marriage that it was hard to determine when, or which specific piece of information, had been leaked.
Her blatant disregard for others’ opinions and her reckless behavior had drawn countless witnesses. It seemed pointless to search for the culprit now.
‘In the end, they caught him…’
And the rat who had been selling his wife’s information was connected to Duchess Nord?
Tap, tap, tap.
Ash rhythmically tapped his fingernails on the desk.
Duke Nord was a member of the noble faction, constantly seeking opportunities to pick a fight with him.
He knew that the Duke Nord’s wife and his own didn’t get along, but this wasn’t something to be taken lightly.
The fact that there was someone leaking information from within his own household…
Still, why? Why was Duchess Nord so determined to ruin his wife?
It wasn’t just ordinary malice—she had been paying to gather a repository of Nina’s scandals. This wasn’t normal behavior.
“Where is my wife now?”
“Her Grace is in her chambers.”
There was a brief silence before Ash quietly asked,
“How did she seem?”
“If you’re asking about her mood, she appeared composed… but naturally, she couldn’t be in a good state of mind. Especially as a woman.”
Of course not.
Ash glanced coldly at the letters filled with vulgarities.
Even he found the crude jokes and insults appalling.
“……”
He had always been aware of his wife’s reputation.
He didn’t even need to listen closely to hear the whispers:
She couldn’t even consummate her marriage.
There must be something wrong with her.
Looking at her personality, it’s no wonder her husband can’t stand her.
Half of this he had intended to happen, to make her life miserable.
He had known that his wife’s reputation would reflect poorly on him as well, but he hadn’t cared.
The moment he discovered that his mother was responsible for his brother’s death, he had accepted that this position should have belonged to Ian.
From that point on, he was determined to eliminate anything that could destabilize Ian’s future—including his own marriage and any potential heirs.
He had been set on destroying his marriage, so he felt no guilt for what he had done to his wife.
After all, she had taken his only blood relative hostage, ruining his life plan.
When one interferes with another’s life, they must be prepared to face the consequences.
His wife should have known that by marrying him, she was embracing misfortune. He had warned her from the start that none of her desires would come to fruition, that her life would be marked by misery.
Yet, reading the consequences of his actions on paper now, he felt a tightness in his chest.
He could almost grasp the humiliation and frustration his wife must have felt.
She must have felt deeply humiliated and enraged by the cruel evaluations, the obscene and sinister speculations made by men who couldn’t even look her in the eye.
As he cleared away the anger and prejudice that had clouded his judgment, things became clearer.
The reason his wife had asked for a divorce wasn’t some scheme to get back at him or a plot to maintain the marriage.
It was because she was genuinely unhappy.
