My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 65-1

Chapter 65 – Part 1

“How is the situation outside right now…?”

As I muttered to myself, Charlotte scratched her cheek. Even Charlotte’s expression was tinged with inescapable anxiety.

“Since they said that this cabin was built about five years ago… The barrier magic must have been the same right? It probably won’t budge. Duke Valentino won’t be able to find us here, will he?”

She tried to calm me down and said it in a positive tone, but Charlotte didn’t seem convinced either.… I guess so. Because Theodore… is so talented

Charlotte and I know that very well.

“…Theodore is probably trying to catch me and file a formal divorce before rumors spread that I ran away secretly, right? That way, there will be no damage to House Valentino’s reputation…”

“…….”

“That’s his only purpose, maybe.… Whatever happens to me after the divorce, he won’t care. Although he might sympathize with me a little.”

“…….”

“To be honest, I don’t think I wanted him to care about me at all. My health is not good right now, so what if something went wrong while on the run… I want him to worry a little…”

“…….”

“…I know, it is a futile delusion.”

It was virtually the first time I had ever spoken my mind to Charlotte in this way. I have always suppressed my feelings for Theodore. I can’t tell anyone about my worries.

…So I guess I didn’t know. How others see my heavy and suffocated heart, my complicated relationship with him.

“But, Miss…”

Charlotte lowered her gaze and fidgeted with her hands as she trailed off. I stared at Charlotte and listened intently to her words. The warm orange light from the fire was painting Charlotte’s face.

“Miss, you don’t wish for Duke Valentino’s sympathy anymore.”

With that, my eyes opened wide on their own. I was dazed as if I had been hit in the head. Charlotte pursed her lips and lifted her head.

“Now, I just want Miss herself to be happy. That’s why you chose to run away.”

“…….”

…Charlotte is right.

Yes, that’s how it was. Because I’ve decided to live for my own happiness now.

I no longer need anyone’s sympathy, attention, affection, or salvation.

I know now that I was the one who had to hold my hand.

“…You’re right.”

I looked at Charlotte and smiled quietly. My heavy heart felt lighter.

I decided to leave everything and leave, so now I have to completely let go with my heart.

…So please don’t look for me

Only this time, I hope you forget me.

Glaring at Zen with eyes as cold as midwinter, Theodore spoke.

“I know that my wife is in this mountain cabin. That you are hiding her.”

“…….”

Zen closed his mouth when he almost made a mistake of trying to say ‘What do you mean ‘wife’, I don’t think Lily sees you as a husband anymore’. The possessive title of ‘My wife’ was so annoying to hear.

“It is a crime for you, a third party, to conceal her. You don’t want me to go so far as to formally protest to House Delacroix. So answer me. Where is Lily?”

“Duke Valentino…”

Zen called him as if he was really sorry. He sighed heavily, shook his head, took a sip of the tea as if his throat was burning, and said again,

“How many times do I have to tell you? Duchess Valentino is not here. I just came to my mountain cabin for a short trip. Why are you doing this to me?”

“…….”

Zen used ‘a way of pretending to be unfair and driving the opponent badly’. Theodore sneered.

Jumping up from his seat, he crossed the parlor and headed for the doorway. Zen wondered if Theodore had finally given up, but he soon realized that wasn’t the case. It was because the energy he exuded from him was unusual.

‘No. No way…’

Trying to search here ignoring my will as the owner of the cabin is—

“Sir Greynon. Divide the knights into six groups and have them search all over the place. If there is anything suspicious, report it to me.”

It was real! A startled Zen jumped up from the couch. He strode towards Theodore and demanded in an angry voice.

“Duke Valentino! No matter how impatient you are, you cannot do this! This is my mountain cabin! My property! This is a violation of private property!”

“Then what about hiding my wife? Isn’t that a crime? Who are you to meddle in the matters between myself and my wife, Zen Delacroix?”

Zen winced as Theodore closed the distance. He’s been thinking that in terms of size, he’s not really behind this guy… Upon closer inspection, he could see that he was wrong.

Theodore Valentino was very intimidating. He even feels huge like a mountain.

‘Furthermore… this man…’

…His eyes had gone mad.

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