Because He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law

KDMBW, DMMP - Chapter 42

Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain's Daughter-in-law - Chapter 42

Translator and Editor: Skye and the Prophet

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Chapter 42's

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After Laria fell asleep, Evan slipped out of the room.

He was out to train, even though it was only an hour in the middle of the night because he really lacked the time for sword practice after spending so much time with Laria at the moment.

He still could not believe that he was leaving soon. He had been trying to spend more time with her until now.

Heading to the training ground where no one was around, Evan heard someone sobbing in the forest.

"Who is this?"

When Evan asked calmly, a servant appeared in surprise.

“Cobb?”

Cobb was the one crying.

"What the hell is going on?"

He whimpered and hesitated to answer but finally replied with a cross.

“It was because a woman... toying with me.”.

“Playing you?”

“Ya... I thought he was fine, but he met various servants at the Duke's residence.

"Oh my God."

Thinking about it, he thought Cobb said there was a woman he knew the other day.

"Rob in prison, Ivan in the kitchen, Kayburn in the park are all entangled with him ..."

"That's too bad."

Evan gives her a soulless consolation, thinking she must go her own way.

There seemed to be a very flirtatious woman in the Duke's house, even though it had nothing to do with him. All he wanted was for Lariat to get better and continue with him like this.

It was fine to be by his side even if he did not get better, but Evan did not want Lariat to suffer…

“Serena... that sinful woman.. should know that if she is beautiful in my eyes, she will know that she is also beautiful in the eyes of others.”.

Evan's expression as he tried to stay away became dark.

“Yes, Serena is a good person. There is a lot to learn, a lot to observe from it. He really is a soulful doctor!”

Who did Lary learn from?

...* * *...

Suddenly, Evan started acting even stranger.

“Laria, are you interested in seeing another doctor?”

Indirectly, she asked me several times a day about having a doctor other than Serena.

"Why?"

“...Only, I feel a bit uncomfortable.”

His expression was very serious.

'Oh, I didn't expect him to have a better consciousness than his villain.' Though, of course, I can reverse that question to my advantage easily.

“No doctor has cured me as much as Serena. I could feel my illness getting better after I met him, even when I was in County.”

"But…"

"Don't you want me to be better?"

Saying so, I dropped my shoulder and asked weakly, and in the end, Evan could not say anything more about Serena.

“...Fiuh.”

However, the number of times he swept his hair and muttered to himself increased. I think he's still not happy about that, but Evan can't say anything to me.

"I should have gone to the medical academy."

"Huh?"

“If I have studied hard, I may have a license now.”

“.…”

“I'm sure I'll pass first..”

Medical academies are where ordinary people go. I don't understand what he's talking about. After learning that she couldn't keep Serena away from me, she started to pressure me in other ways.

“I learned something from Ludva.” accident

That's a good thing.

'Please realize that everything Ludva says is nonsense!!'

"Thul? What'sthat?"

He answered my expected question seriously. "A man who holds your wife in his heart cannot be left alone."

"…Huh?"

"This is a generation after generation of sustainable problems."

“Yeah, that's true, but..”

“Never be merciful.”

Ludva's events seemed to leave a strange mark on him. And thus, Evan becomes too wary of other men who are attached to his wife.

'Is that why you delayed dating Redian, the painter, more than ever?'

I tilted my head, confused.

As expected, did I remind her of Matilda?

'Just .. seems to be common here. Even the godmother thought of me as Matilda when she looked at me.'

Evan's red eyes sparkled eerily, and I felt as if I was watching Duke Icard when he was young. Serena's right. The best answer is to stay away from them before getting too attached, though it may be a bit harsh.

“Laria.”

"Hmm?"

“I've booked the best extra bed and decorations for Villa because you said you want me to fill the villa with good quality items. I also get an Oklasia tree, although that one is a bit difficult.”

Even though I mentioned it in passing, I can't believe he actually remembered everything…

'What's wrong with him? He's very kind…'

"Oh thank you."

“I'll be there often.”

'...You don't have to go there often.'

“Never be nice to another man. Don't laugh, and don't get too familiar with them. Okay well?

"All right."

“You can't read a fairy tale to them. You can't stroke their heads, nor can you buy them Ganache.”

"Why?"

"Evans."

I took a deep breath.

It seems that Ludva's influence is significant. Well, as expected, it wasn't something I could easily avoid as it left a deep scar on Evan's heart. Still, I needed to do something to fix it because he showed serious delusions.

“Do not think like that. I am not an easy person, and I will not care about others.”

"Huh?"

“Isn't that true? How easy do you think I am to fall for such an act? Don't worry about it.”

“.…”

I'm adding, “If you think it's going to happen, this is really ridiculous. Unless you think of me as a flirtatious woman who wants everything for herself. ”

“.…”

“Don't you think so?”

“...Well, that's right.”

Evan nodded reluctantly but looked somewhat uncomfortable.

Ever since I left, it might remind her of her mother's passing. Is that what he thinks? Seeing him, Evan was very agitated.

Evan chewed his nails and muttered to himself.

“...I am very anxious.”

I came to a conclusion.

Evan, whose mentality was worn out by Ludva, seemed to feel attached to me, and he needed reassurance at all times.

"Well, he's still a kid."

But, just in case, it is also a good option to stay away for a while as well. Out of sight, out of mind, out of reach, and away from the company of Duke Icard for him to return to his original personality.

For a while, I thought of trying to avoid death by teasing Evan in earnest, but he felt guilty for Duke Icard and I knew he would side with him at the decisive moment.

And, most importantly, father-son drama is not my style. The drama was fun to watch, even though I was really tired just by thinking about it.

“Hm, hm..”

Of course, other than Evan, Duke Icard was also acting rather strangely. When I went to the office after being called, her voice sounded shocking.

"You don't have pocket money."

"Sorry…?"

“Maybe there comes a time when you need cash. Especially when you are not here, Evan will also not exist if you are in a hurry to ask for money.”

'Hey, dad... Have you forgotten about horse racing?'

The more money, the better. While thinking about what I would get, Duke suddenly stretched out a sketchbook and a color pencil.

'Book sketches…'

So anyway. I got it.

'Gosh. It's not that I really don't have any money.'

Drawing a harmonious picture for someone who could kill me in the future just to earn money was something a child without self-esteem would do.

"Dad!"

'...And, I am a child who has no pride in front of money.'

"That's right! You said you'd give me pocket money if I pulled it for you, right?”

I applauded enthusiastically as I received the sketchbook and color pencil as if it was something precious. As I drew on the spot, Duke Icard frowned while stroking his chin.

“You seem to have an art talent. should I find a teacher for you..”.

"Thank you?"

I smiled broadly while pointing at one of the pictures.

“So, what do you think this is?”

“Seeing the terrible thing stretched... torch hell?”

“It was a tree, dad. How about this?"

"Seeing the sickle effect .. is it a harvester?"

“...It was the father who held the sword.”

Well, it's not wrong because he's the one who risked my life.

While fiddling with the sketchbook, crying in it is better quantity than quality, Duke Icard said suddenly.

“If you go to Borotna..”

"Yes." Yeah."

"To announce your arrival to the region, you must hold a banquet."

"Oh yeah."

“How else because you are not feeling well. Since you plan to stay there for a long time, you should keep an eye on the local community. ”

The society! From what I saw in the book, it was referred to as a no-shoot battlefield where there would be a lot of slander with the nobles. A place where the nobles who had nothing to do, gathered and fought over nothing…!

"Someone told me I was a good fit for it."

I was very happy to take that short lesson from Olivia.

'I think it's going to be a little small because they're just local socialites, so why don't they try to calm down and find another hobby?'

“You're soft and gentle, so I'm not sure if you'll fit in well. However, if you are having trouble, just close your eyes and keep yourself away from those people.”

"What?"

"As long as you have the name Icard, no one can say anything to you."

Duke Icard continued bluntly.

"Don't be hurt, maybe a bunch of little kids will bite you because of your weakness."

'Will they bite me if I show my weakness? Ah.. It will be really draining.'

“During the banquet, I will probably be too busy to attend.so I will let Evan go. No matter how busy I am, Evan will always be there to help you.”

'You don't have to ask Evan to leave.'

"I don't want to be a hindrance to Evan just because I'm sick." I lowered my eyelashes and spoke in a sad voice.

“At first I was just happy to be a part of the Evan family with Dad, but now I'm so worried sick will bother Icard.

'...So, do not send it often except for special circumstances.'

Duke Icard remained silent and muttered to himself.

“... What a kind person.”

And for a very long time, he didn't say anything more.

Duke Icard glanced at me with a faint gaze, sighed, and looked out the window. On a whim, he then grabbed the sacred ring in the drawer and fiddled with it.

Even so, he did not ask or talk about my condition at all, meaning that he was still determined to continue hiding the fact that I had a time limit.

'I don't know exactly yet, but he still doesn't care enough about me to let go of the goal he really wants.'

I quietly finished my drawing, took the gold bag, and left the office.