The Happy Ending Love Story

Lady Veronica #3

As if it had never been enough to inflict suffering on Veronica, one day Ivan came home unconscious.

In the midst of all this, something strange happened. Ivan's health began to deteriorate after returning home in a fainted state. As if he had a disease.

At first, he thought it was just an ordinary fever, but his condition did not improve even when he was taking medicine, and even if the most famous doctor in the capital was called, he said, he just said that he couldn't cure her. No one understands the symptoms at all. Amidst the efforts of many, Duke Ivan Wilhem's condition continued to deteriorate.

Veronica calmly accepted that her condition was starting to worsen. This was because he fully expected this to be a possibility. Ivan enjoyed all sorts of bad things for the sake of pleasure, including drinks and women, ever since he became the head of the Wilhem family. Of course, he did not know it would be so serious that the doctor would give up.

Ivan's condition worsened with time, until he could no longer be properly aware.

Skin's pale. Looking at her pale skin, Veronica felt this was her punishment. Up to now, he has made so many women cry, and has also made Veronica, his rightful wife, laugh a few times in front of others.

Is it not said that for those who break the hearts of others, there will be a double payment to them? That was clearly the case for Ivan Wilhem, the woman lover of the capital Armeta.

Seeing her husband who could not get out of bed, she remembered the young woman from the Count Ophel family, whom she loved so much and did not regain consciousness before she became like this.

Terria Ophel's.

The woman who made her curious enough to wonder how she could catch her husband this way.

Veronica laughed out loud staring at the pale face of her husband who was lying weakly on the bed. Staring blankly at Ivan with his eyes closed as if dead.

Terria Ophel hadn't even sent a single letter since Ivan fainted. And as he predicted, even in the future, he would not send letters or anything like that.

No matter how much their marriage was said to be a 'business' that connected the family, it was still an important relationship because it was a promise made before the God Armeta.

Among the upper class, a wife who was not loved by her husband was despised, but because of Ivan's infidelity, Veronica suffered insults until her blood boiled. Other than such social perceptions, for him to openly conduct extramarital relations in the Armeta Empire, was tantamount to throwing away his own honor. Although the environment is considered common.

According to reports, Ivan continued to present expensive jewelry and fancy dresses to the Terria every day. Not only did he express his love with wealth, he did so without missing a single day. Seeing this, Veronica of course felt astonished at Ivan's persistence which seemed to be shattered if the Terrians left her. In the eyes of others, he was a sincerely devoted person to his loved ones, to the extent that he was willing to risk his life for her.

"You're no different than a deceived person." Veronica murmured a rough sigh.

The Terria must have liked and accepted them very much. To him, everything was beautiful and mysterious since he had just moved to the capital, and now he had a Duke, who was one of the best in the Armeta Empire, fall in love with her and can't forget her. How much better?

Drowning in such happiness, the fact that he was a 'married man' must have closed his eyes.

"It's not even funny." Veronica bit her lower lip.

With Ivan lying in bed, practically all work was transferred to Veronica. He who since childhood only learned the manners of noble women asked for help to Verdian, his elder brother.

A few days ago in the mansion, the words of the messenger of God Armeta, who came said that his condition was like a 'curse.' The fundamental problem is not an external wound but an internal one, explaining that the dark forces of an unknown identity are eating away at his life. Unlike the doctor who only shook his head so far, it was a detailed explanation.

As soon as Veronica heard those words, she began to summon the messengers of the God Armeta instead of the doctor who constantly changed, but there was no point in calling out anyone or offering any blessings. His condition just keeps getting worse.

"Concidentally, is the person who might curse you a woman you once left behind?" Veronica asked Ivan.

There's no answer. Sure oes. Ivan lay like a dead man.

"Or maybe someone who loves you so much? Love doesn't come for example?"

Veronica smiled wryly.

In the quiet bedroom, Veronica's thin and beautiful voice echoed a little quietly. There was no answer, but he, who asked the question, did not want it back.

Veronica calmly made preparations for the funeral.

Sometime in the following week after that, Ivan Wilhem's breathing finally stopped. Finally, she was able to escape from the sad and sad position that had made her a laughing stock due to her husband's affair. Being a widow is a much better choice than a woman with a husband who has made it a spectacle.

Five days had passed since the funeral was completed without any problems.

The mansion, which had been agitated due to Ivan's death, began to gradually return to its original lively atmosphere, and even the weather, which had been dimmed all this time, became bright with a shining sun.

Veronica stared outside through the window of her room. The night sky was dark and cold. He hugged and hugged his own body. With nanar eyes Veronica stared at the grounds of the house with a mirical smile.

Funerals of the nobility were often performed in the grounds of the residence where mourners were invited, and then moved to the cemetery. It is a common thing that is done to facilitate the wedding procession.

“Please grab the buried coffin. I was thinking of moving it to the cemetery capital of Armeta.” Veronica's word to the servants.

The servants began to dig the ground without hesitation.

The rainfall from last night caused the wet ground to crackle under their feet. Slowly the figure of the black coffin began to reveal itself. The sun shone on them, but when he saw the coffin, he suddenly felt a chill. Veronica who was standing not far from the excavated ground, rubbed her arms while watching the busy servants.

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