Thought It Was 'The End', Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 113
Do you think I want to put myself in danger…?
Adeline wanted to live a peaceful life, even if it meant being poor. Of course, having money would be nice… But no matter how much money you have, if you’re not happy and at peace, the stress will build up and turn into illness.
‘Despite that, I’m living an overly stressful life too diligently.’
People can’t always live according to their ideals.
If you want to grasp what you desire, you have to do things you don’t want to and sometimes let unpleasant words slide. You need the wisdom to navigate tough moments flexibly.
Just like now.
“Duke Blanchard, what is the meaning of this?”
“I’m sorry. I was right beside her.”
“You were right beside her, and yet you did nothing as she ended up in this state?”
Emma glared coldly at Shane. Adeline quickly intervened.
“It’s not Shane’s fault. It’s just my health deteriorating….”
“We married you off because he promised to take good care of you.”
“He really is taking good care of me.”
If Shane hadn’t held her, she wouldn’t have been able to sleep for even 10 minutes. When Adeline stepped in front of Shane to defend him, he covered his mouth with his hand. Emma glared at him.
“Do you find this funny right now?”
“How can I not smile? Adeline is defending me.”
“And yet the child is….”
Adeline gripped Emma’s hand tightly, stopping her from speaking further.
“It’s just that I’m not feeling well. Because I couldn’t sleep.”
“……Is your insomnia still not cured?”
When Adeline nodded, Emma looked back and forth between her and Shane, a face full of things left unsaid. Then she whispered in a low voice.
“I’ll let it go this time, but you must come to show your face, understand?”
“Yes.”
Emma sighed deeply and stroked Adeline’s gaunt cheek. Then she walked reluctantly to Empress Viola’s side.
It was fortunate that Gregory, Patrick, and Jeff were not here.
Emma managed to restrain her anger, but they wouldn’t have stopped just from a few words from Adeline.
Edwin spoke.
“I’ll say this so there’s no misunderstanding, but I was surprised too. You always manage to surprise me.”
“What an honor….”
To exaggerate a bit, Edwin seemed more shocked than the first time he met Adeline after she came back to life.
He knew she looked haggard, but he didn’t expect her appearance to be so alarming that even those who didn’t usually care about others’ health would be shocked.
“It wasn’t a compliment.”
“I know.”
“If Genevieve had seen this, she would have burst into tears. Be glad she’s not here.”
Adeline was startled by his words.
“Genevieve isn’t coming?”
“The Pope’s condition worsened, so she was called away at dawn. It’s not an event that absolutely needs the Saintess.”
Come to think of it, Genevieve hadn’t appeared in her dreams either.
If Genevieve had been there, she could have healed Shane quickly even if he had been critically injured, but Adeline just cried while holding him then.
‘I’ve already asked Lloyd to put in a request with Lucian, so we should be able to prevent any incidents.’
In a crowded event, it wouldn’t be strange for any accident to occur.
Adeline didn’t want to owe Lucian any more debts, but she hadn’t found a more useful option.
The critical thing to check was who would be watching her at the time of the accident.
She had prepared a countermeasure, but there was no certainty about how things would unfold.
Regardless of the cause, Shane got hurt in the dream.
She wasn’t going to do anything dangerous, but to ensure Shane didn’t get hurt, both needed to be in a safe place.
Adeline clung tightly to Shane’s arm.
***
Edwin sneered coldly.
“You’re so pleased, aren’t you?”
Delighted that Adeline had clung to him first.
Even during their engagement, Adeline had never clung to Shane in front of others like she did today.
Shane’s eyes were dripping with affection as he looked at Adeline hanging onto his arm. Just looking at them made one feel sweet.
But Adeline looked so tired that she might collapse at any moment.
People were shocked to see the once vibrant Adeline, who had roamed the social circles of Delmuz as if they were her front yard, in such a changed state. The Adeline of then and now seemed like almost two different people.
Had she been hiding her illness while appearing healthy?
Was it an aftereffect of her resurrection? Impossible.
Could a person change so much in just a little over a month?
Many people were eager to ask her about her circumstances.
But no one dared to approach them.
‘What am I seeing?’
The love story of Duke Blanchard and his wife had already swept through Delmuz once.
Stories of the Saintess’ miracle and resurrection were overshadowed by the fascination with Duke Blanchard’s love story.
A love waited for five years, an empty seat left for a woman who might never wake up.
A duke who didn’t engage in social activities followed his wife wherever she went, making them seem close at first glance.
At first, it was like that.
But Shane Blanchard never smiled even when he was right beside his wife.
