The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 81
“Madam, perhaps you should mind your own family matters and keep an eye on your own husband.”
“What…?”
“Look over there—your husband is ‘once again’ hitting on another woman.”
Snap!
Rebecca whipped her head in the direction Nina pointed, eyes wide with fury.
But there was Duke Nord, simply chatting idly with other men, with no women in sight.
“What in the world…!”
Realizing she’d been tricked, Rebecca raised her voice, only for Nina to lean in and whisper coldly.
“That was my way of telling you not to bother me. After all, having a marriage like yours doesn’t exactly put you in a position to judge others, does it?”
“……!”
With a bright smile that could almost be mistaken for joy, Nina replied,
“Thank you for your concern, Madam. But as you can see, I am in perfect health—both in physically and mentally.”
“You…!”
“Well then, if you’ll excuse me.”
Leaving the visibly shaken Rebecca trembling in frustration, Nina briskly walked away.
One irritating pest taken care of. Now it was time to capture a valuable favor—the Princess of Osk.
‘…Though, did Duke Nord really have affairs at this time?’
She vaguely recalled hearing rumors about him meeting women outside, but she couldn’t remember when exactly.
‘Not that it matters to me.’
Whether his household fell into disarray or not, she just hoped they’d leave her alone.
‘Now, I just need to time my approach right…’
If she was careless, she could end up as a nuisance herself.
Nina perked up her ears, trying to catch the conversation between the Princess and a man nearby.
“…Seems like you’re here because you need a sponsor. How about I support you? I wouldn’t be a bad choice, would I?”
A sponsor?
Nina took a sharp breath.
In this context, a ‘sponsor’ wouldn’t just be some benefactor—it was a thinly veiled offer to support a poor noblewoman financially or socially, with certain unsavory strings attached.
A shameful practice within the Empire…
It looked like this man was the very reason the Princess had cut her visit short and returned home early.
“I do not understand. I am Princess Adela von Abbot Osk. I seek audience with Their Majesties, Emperor and Empress. I lost way.”
The Princess introduced herself and declined in halting Imperial language, but the man sneered.
“So that’s why you were wandering around? Now it all makes sense. Do you know that impersonating royalty is a serious offense?”
Even for a small kingdom, a royal should be accompanied by a retinue.
Though Osk was a small nation, its wealth from its advantageous trade routes was renowned.
Seeing her alone, speaking in broken imperial, he likely assumed she was just a simple, clueless noblewoman.
It wasn’t an unfounded suspicion—such large events sometimes attracted bold impostors.
However…
Seeing her as a naive country girl searching for a ‘sponsor’ and treating her as a halfwit was one thing—but the fact that the other nobles stood by, not intervening, was another.
If Nina were in the Princess’s place, she’d feel deep disappointment and humiliation.
“Anyway, let’s discuss this somewhere more private…”
Before the man’s hand could reach the Princess’s shoulder, Nina stepped in.
[Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you.]
Startled by the unexpected voice, the man flinched and backed away.
“The… the Duchess of Bayern?”
Nina shot him a sharp glare before approaching the Princess.
Hearing her own language in a foreign land, the Princess’s face brightened like a flower in bloom.
[You speak the language of Osk?]
“Unfortunately, that’s the extent of my Osk vocabulary.”
“I see. Still, nice to hear Oskian.”
Luckily, she remembered enough to greet her—a simple greeting could work wonders in gaining someone’s favor.
“By the way, your body art is truly beautiful. It’s as if a living flower is wrapping around your arm.”
“Thank you.”
The delicate floral designs adorning her arms were stunning, a work of art.
How could they have missed recognizing her noble status with such intricate and exquisite patterns?
Everyone must be blind.
