My Dear Husband, Let's Keep It Business-Like! ~Countess Anastasia, Raised in The Downtown, Won't Give Up Her Way~ - Episode 70
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- Episode 70 - What is Love Like, I Wonder?
After that.
Overwhelmed with emotion, my husband hugged me tightly (his own words), and I, strangely conscious of him,
“Are you guys going through puberty or something…?”
In such a stiff and awkward state, I somehow made it back to the venue.
I was worried that people might think it was strange if things continued like this, but when we returned to the venue, my husband had turned back into a dignified count, and thanks to all the noble education I had received, I naturally switched into countess mode when in public.
Since my body remembers the dance, I managed to dance somehow, and I probably cleared the minimum social interactions as well. Yeah, effort never betrays you.
I’m, I’m, I’m, so tired…
By the time we finally escaped from the venue and got on the carriage, we were already exhausted.
But, I think it’s unavoidable today. Too many things have happened.
“Ana, are you okay? You must be tired. You can lean on me and sleep if you want.”
Taking you up on your kind offer, I rest my head on your shoulder.
It’s so calming, you know?
Looking back, when did I start feeling so reassured by clinging to my husband like this?
Furthermore, actually, I was a bit nervous during the dance, but why do I feel calm now?
What’s the difference between when you’re excited and when you’re calm?
Is this me liking my husband? Or not?
I-I don’t understand…
Even the book by Michel could not cover the difficult problem I faced.
Suddenly, I noticed that my husband’s hand was right next to mine, so I decided to give it a little squeeze.
Hmm.
It’s quite a bit bigger than my hand.
My husband’s hands, which don’t hold swords or do farm work, are supple and beautiful, but they still feel firm and muscular, like a man’s hands.
When I squeezed it tightly, it was still a bit hard, but somehow it felt reassuring… What is this feeling?
While I was holding my husband’s hand,
“Ana, Ana”
I was called by Kaia.
“Please stop it. Eugene can’t take it anymore.”
“Huh?”
When I hurriedly looked at my husband, he had turned his face towards the window to the limit and was in a strange posture. His neck was bright red and trembling.
Hahhhhhh!
When I came to my senses, my hands were firmly held by my husband. I had been stroking him quite freely while lost in thought.
Eeeek! I-I’m so sorry, my lord!!
“You’re a bad woman, aren’t you?”
“Natural people are scary, huh?”
Waaah! The secularization is progressing again!!
And then, the next morning.
The day after the party, I woke up to find it was already past noon.
I jumped up in surprise, but apparently, the day after a party is just like that. Wow, so decadent!
At last night’s gathering, I spent the time almost without eating or drinking, considering the risk of something being spiked, so my stomach has been growling since I woke up.
Even after going through all that yesterday, you still have the audacity.
I can’t help but laugh at myself, but you can’t fight on an empty stomach.
As I was enjoying the chamomile tea and croque monsieur that I had asked Marie to bring me, I heard a knock on the door.
“Ana, it’s me. Can I come in?”
It’s my husband. When I replied, he came into the room holding a piece of paper.
“There was a notice from Lord Alexander. Since everything is going according to plan, it seems he will be able to come here tonight.”
I’m glad! Your brother-in-law’s side went well too!
I felt relieved and looked at my husband, but there were faint dark circles under his eyes.
After yesterday, did my husband have things he needed to do? I’m sorry for being so carefree, sleeping and eating.
“Are you alright, sir? Your complexion doesn’t look very good. Have you been getting enough sleep and eating properly?”
“Oh, it’s nothing much. I just couldn’t fall asleep for a bit. I’m glad to see Ana looking well.”
“Yes! If you sleep well and eat well, most things will generally work out!”
“I see.”
My husband smiles happily when he looks at me.
Yeah, I’m glad we didn’t lose this peaceful daily life.
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You haven’t lost it, right?
I threw the crown prince in the chaos, but it seems like it’s just going to be overlooked, right? Right?
“Then, as for tonight’s dinner, it seems that Lord Alexander will also be accompanied by Princess Carmilla.”
No way!!
“Since it’s an unofficial visit, there’s no need for special hospitality, but it seems they insisted. We can’t really refuse, but are you okay with that, Ana?”
“Of course. Honestly, I don’t know what would have happened if you and Her Highness the Princess hadn’t been here. I would like to properly express my gratitude.”
We exchanged only a few words, but I felt a very friendly atmosphere from Princess Carmilla.
It might be presumptuous of me to think this, but somehow, I feel like we could get along.
Even the mansion’s servants, who were unfazed by the sudden announcement of a dinner invitation for the duke’s son last night, seemed quite flustered when it came to welcoming the princess from the neighboring country.
However, those were the excellent servants of the Hamilton family.
By dinner time, everything was perfectly prepared.
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