My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories Chapter 84.1

Published at 17th of November 2023 02:04:45 PM

This version of ‘me’ in the letter was notably obedient to Owen.

Truly, she was the ideal ‘Lily Everett’ that Owen had hoped for. Making evil plans without being asked, and was wholly loyal to the Everett family and Owen.

The me in that letter was Everett’s dog.

“Ha…”

I was so shocked that I ended up laughing.

…So, this fake letter was a trap that Missus Seymour set for Theodore.

Theodore, who had clearly fallen into that trap, had come to misunderstand me.

…Really, it was beyond absurd.

A misunderstanding that tormented me for about a year and a half and trampled on my heart…

It started with just this one mere letter?

I couldn’t understand.

It became even more difficult to understand Theodore.

Maybe he could have at least asked me just once if the contents of this letter are true.

How… How could he trust one piece of paper like this?

I was so desperate to get a smidgen of his attention.

What did I look like in his eyes? Did it seem like I was trying to seduce him?

Was that why he burned my gift too? In front of me, as though showing off his contempt.

My hand holding the letter trembled. My eyes got hot and I felt like crying.

It was so insulting.

I was not this kind of person, but my image has been distorted by someone’s malicious manipulation.

I felt so unfair and sad that I almost cried.

“…….”

A hot anger rose from deep within my heart. I bit my lip. I raised my head and faced Theodore. He was staring at me with a somewhat embarrassed look.

I glared at him and threw the letter at him without realizing it.

“……!”

The letter that had hit Theodore in the face ended in his hand. I knew that I had just been very rude to Duke Valentino, and that it was unbecoming of a noble lady.

But it didn’t matter what would happen afterwards. I wanted to vent my anger. I wanted to pour out all the emotions I was feeling unto him.

“How…”

The voice I managed to squeeze out came out trembling.

“How could you not ask me anything…!”

“…….”

“You believed such a ridiculous letter? How can someone even do that? You could have asked me at least once. ‘Is this true? Are you really this kind of person?’ There were plenty of opportunities to ask me directly…”

“…….”

Theodore lowered his head in silence. He looked like a criminal awaiting execution. That made me even more angry. Was he feeling remorseful now?

…If he was going to hate me, keep hating me. Then there would be at least some consistency. Then I might understand, ‘Oh, it’s because you really hate me.’

This… This is so absurd.

The reason he kept hurting me… It was all due to a misunderstanding?

So, he did nothing wrong? Is that what he wants to hear from me?

“I…”

I held back the tears welling up in my eyes. I didn’t want to cry. It was a waste to even shed tears over something like this.

“Do not expect me to forgive you.”

“…….”

“I… It was really stupid. Lately you seem to be feeling so remorseful towards me…”

So I felt a little weak, wavering in the face of his efforts.

I really needed his strength for my future plans, and we definitely have something in common… Even though I couldn’t have deep affection for him like I used to, I thought I could become a good ally to him.

“You are truly the worst.”

“…….”

“For someone who is so upright and fair, why, only towards me—”

“Madam!”

At that moment, I suddenly became out of breath, my vision began to spin, and I stumbled without realizing it. The surprised Charlotte quickly came over and helped me up.

Only after I was in Charlotte’s arms did I realize that my body was shaking. Because I was unbearably angry and insulted. So much.

I was hurt. Like this, again.

“…….”

I glared at him with tear-filled eyes. In the end, he was the one who only hurt me. As expected, my decision was right. If I continue to be by his side… I will be hurt constantly. Like poking one’s finger into the unexpected past.

I knew it. Isn’t that why he broke the teacup? That this is a relationship that cannot be repaired.

“You… I hate you.”

“…….”

A dark shadow fell over Theodore’s face. He looked distressed. But I didn’t feel the slightest bit of pity for him.

I just didn’t want to see him anymore. I had something to talk about, that was why I would have to face him again, but I didn’t want to deal with him, at least for a few days.

I straightened my posture and pressed my eyes with the handkerchief that Charlotte had given me. There was panic for a moment, but I’m okay now. I gathered my boiling emotions and looked at the culprit that had caused my misfortune.

‘Missus Seymour…’

My teeth gritted together. That she can falsely frame people without any hesitation.

Was this letter the only atrocity that Missus Seymour committed to frame me as a wicked woman?

She must have whispered it countless times to Theodore and to the people of Castle Valentino.

What a devil Lily Everett is, and for what purpose she came to this castle to marry Theodore.

…So, that was why everyone probably despised and hated me.

Somewhere I couldn’t see and hear, ‘my’ impression was falling to the ground.

Is there anything else in the world that has ever been so unfair?

Again, I cannot forgive Missus Seymour. Even though I was clearly seeing her miserable state with my own two eyes…

I wish she had been more miserable.

‘Somnia.’

The dream spirit woke up as I called her. The servants who saw Somnia for the first time hesitated, looking surprised and frightened.

I walked towards Missus Seymour, not caring about the reactions of those around me. In my disbelief, she could only stare into space with glassy eyes.

“It’s quite acceptable that you are crazy, but…”

The voice that came out of my mouth was unfamiliar. The voice filled with cold anger was eerily chilling. I conveyed my will to Somnia and spoke to her.

“It would probably be better to suffer in your right mind.”

Chapter end