Why are you obsessed with your fake wife? Chapter 48.1

“My lord, no matter how passionate a love is, it will turn cold someday. If you keep denying it, you'll regret it later.”

“Who else in the world is like Madam? In my opinion, it is the best blessing of your life that your face looks according to her taste.”

“Do you think there will be anyone else who truly adores the Marquis this much in the future? Her love is sincere, really.”

“It wouldn't be surprising if she gets tired soon. If I were her, I would have run away earlier.”

Glenn felt like his mind was flying away. The knights pressed him hard to open his mouth because he was holding back too much.

“Don't tell me you're still doubting your wife's sincerity, do you?”

“No way.”

“Then what could be the problem? Madam is smart, beautiful, and most of all, she loves her husband with all her heart. There's no one else like her.”

They were right. Even if Glenn lived for decades to come, it would be a long way off to meet a woman who loved him as pure as she did.

Maybe Nadia was too much to be true for him. Glenn murmured in a cool subdued voice.

“…I can't accept her because she is sincere.”

“What kind of bullsh– .… No, I mean, that doesn't maake sense.”

“I am grateful to my wife, but being thankful doesn't generate love, right? I can't pretend to love her. She wouldn't want it either.”

Then someone shouted, beating their chest as if they were frustrated.

“Well, then, you can try to feel the same way, right?”

“Do you think people's hearts move as they think?”

“Then try to move it! Try it hard, harder!”

“Madam didn't refuse to do all kinds of hard work to win your favor. Then you should at least try half as hard as her.”

“If you've received her help, at least try to change your mind!”

Some of the knights turned enthusiastic, even blood vessels around their necks could be seen.

If anyone saw them, they wouldn't know who's the master and who's the subordinates.

Until just a few months ago, no one would have thought that they were the ones who try to convince their lord not to trust Duke Balazit's daughter.

Strangely enough, however, Glenn couldn't deny them because in the back of his mind, he used to think that they were right.

Actually, it wasn't wrong.

Nadia was a good woman. Had it not been for her, the March of Winterfell would still be struggling in hardships.

Now that they were married, everything had been good so far.

But… Glenn Had a reason why he couldn't force himself to love Nadia.

Glenn continued with a sigh.

“I can't do it.”

“No, but why? What's the problem? My lord, please don't think about it too much.”

“If we become lovers, how could I face my late mother?”

“Ah……”

“What about my father who's still lying in bed?”

The atmosphere, which had just been lively, subsided in an instant.

'…… it was the Duke Balazit who harmed the previous Marquis and the previous Madam.'

'To think how lucky the previous Marquis was to escape that disaster…….'

'True.. It is almost impossible for the previous Marquis to recover his health.'

Of course, so far, no one hated Nadia just because she was the daughter of the Duke of Balazit.

On the contrary, it wouldn't be weird if the number of people who adored Nadia increased.

Glenn also had no intention of blaming Nadia for her father's sins.

However, becoming a lover with the daughter of the man who killed his own mother was a completely different matter.

Glenn couldn't believe he would get married to the daughter of the man who killed his mother. Anyone with common sense would think how shuddering Glenn's situation was.

Hence, Glenn could not accept Nadia's confession. No, he should rather not accept it.

Glenn smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, it is what it is.”

“Oh, my God….”

“Ha…”

There was no way the knights had anything more to say.

How could a man force himself to try and love the daughter of an enemy who killed his parents?

The knights who talked enthusiastically just a moment ago scratched their heads awkwardly.

'It's a crazy situation.'

'Man, this is so twisted.'

No one was willing to speak. The most pitiful one in this situation turned out to be Glenn.

“Well…… Cheer up, my lord.”

“Someday… No, one day it will work out well.”

“Sigh…”

The knights were not good at comforting. Glenn only smiled bitterly instead of answering.

When he gave no answer, a strange silence fell on the training ground.

It was quite a long silence. Just as Glenn was about to change the topic due to awkwardness, a voice came from outside the training ground.

“My lord, you're here!”

When Glenn turned around, someone was running from the entrance of the training ground. It was the youngest member of his knight order, Fabian.

He ran and stopped in front of the lord in an instant and opened his mouth again.

“Are you working on something else right now? If you have time, Madam would like to have lunch with you.”

“Nadia?”

Glenn would appreciate her suggestion, but he didn't come to the training ground for no reason. Glenn pointed to the knights whom he gathered and said,

“As you can see, we decided to match the cavalry formation a little.….”

“But, that's what you can do after lunch, isn't it?”

“We'll gather back after lunch, too. My lord, you should hurry up and go.”

Then the knights quickly disappeared after packing their own stuff.

Chapter end