My Dear Husband, Let's Keep It Business-Like! ~Countess Anastasia, Raised in The Downtown, Won't Give Up Her Way~ - Episode 14

“You seem to be getting a bit too carried away, don’t you?”

They suddenly came flying in.

As soon as Sebastian and Michelle stepped out of the reception room, Christina’s voice dropped a tone.

Among the nobility, there are many who do not consider servants to be human, and such people readily reveal their true nature even in front of them.

However, Christina would never do such a thing. She continues to be a gentle and graceful duchess even in front of the servants.

In front of me, their true nature is completely exposed.

“Don’t you think it’s quite inappropriate for the Fairfanville Duchess’s daughter to come to another house and behave like that?”

“What? Do you think you’re safe now that you’ve left the duke’s house? Hah! Just because Eugene was a bit kind to you, you got the wrong idea, didn’t you?”

Christina’s face is so lewd right now that I can’t help but doubt whether she is really the same charming young lady from just a moment ago.

No, it’s not like my husband is being kind to me or anything.

“Enjoy it while it lasts! Even Eugene-sama will totally fall for me if I just show a little interest!!”

“The young lady of the ducal family has quite a vulgar way of speaking, doesn’t she?”

“!!?”

During the two years I spent in the duke’s household, I had been submissive and compliant, but even Christina, who is usually so adept at hiding her true nature, seems unable to conceal her surprise at my sudden transformation. However, it’s not like hiding one’s true nature is Christina’s exclusive specialty, you know?

“So, what kind of business did you have that made you force your way into someone else’s house like this?”

To show that I am no longer the person who would obey everything as I did when I was in the duke’s household, I continue speaking in a strong tone.

Christina was momentarily taken aback, but she quickly composed herself and glared at me with malice.

“Ah, those cheeky eyes bring back memories!”

“Huh?”

“When you were first brought to the duke’s residence, you had that kind of look in your eyes. Standing tall and straight, you boldly looked me straight in the eye, despite being a commoner.”

Gah! Christina grabbed the teapot.

When I first met Christina, I suddenly remembered her throwing a teacup at me, and my face turned pale.

The teapot that Christina is holding now is filled with plenty of tea for refills.

Moreover, true to the Hamilton earldom, the tea is kept at the freshly brewed temperature using a warming magic stone.

If something like that gets thrown at me, it won’t end well.

“What are you planning to do, Lady Fairfanville?”

“I didn’t like you from the first time we met. I was planning to laugh at you because you’d be treated roughly here and be in tatters… But, just like your mother, you were good at charming men, weren’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“The things she’s doing are just like those of her mother, a low-ranking noble with a pretty face. I don’t know if she’s a distant relative of the Marquis, but it’s outrageous for the daughter of a mere baron to seduce the son of a duke!”

A distant relative of the marquis? The daughter of a baron created for a single generation??

Christina, excitedly rambling, spills out information I don’t know.

“Even if you dress up nicely on the surface and fool the men, your poor upbringing will still show through! I’ll give you a face that suits you!!”

You can see just by looking that Christina is gripping the teapot tightly.

“Are you serious? Doing something like that to another family’s lady, even if she is a daughter of a duke’s family, won’t go unpunished.”

“It’s okay. This is self-defense.”

“Huh?”

“Because my sister tried to pour hot tea on me, we ended up struggling, and she accidentally got the tea all over herself. Right? It was self-defense.”

This guy is serious!!

I involuntarily stand up and slowly back away.

Sebastian is probably waiting just outside the door. Should I call out loudly?

No, throwing a teapot is instantaneous. There’s no way I can make it.

Christina throwing the teapot at me, the mysterious light cutting between Christina and me, and the reception room door slamming open all happened almost simultaneously.