The Happy Ending Love Story

Lady Veronica #4

Finally, the ground covering the coffin was completely gone. Veronica glanced at the coffin, which she had seen five days ago, and averted her gaze. It was at that moment that the servants stepped back, and the knights came forward to lift the coffin.

Vibrates. Vibrates.

Strange sounds are heard.

Everyone around the coffin stopped moving. They looked around the courtyard, also after hearing the sound of knocking, they doubted their voices.

Silence enveloped the crowd.

When no sound was heard afterwards, everyone thought it was just a voice in the coffin. The knights came to their senses one by one and lifted the heavy coffin on the grass.

At the same time.

Vibrates. Vibrating.

The coffin shook violently right before it was placed on the ground. A knight was suddenly startled and dropped the coffin as if he was wagging it.

Vibrates. Vibrates.

The coffin began to move up and down until they suspected an earthquake. The servants shouted and retreated. The knights, who had retreated, unsheathed their swords. Veronica looked over the shoulders of the guard knights to the coffin that was still shaking.

"What's this?"

He, who was in there, was definitely dead, and it was certain that his heart had stopped.

What-what's this? What the hell is going on?

Veronica's throat was completely dry, she gulped.

The coffin did not open because of its hook, and continued to tremble as if asking to be released. The servants became frightened due to this strange scene, while the knights were nervous and their bodies stiffened.

"Lord Jeff."

Veronica called out to the knight who was blocking the path in front of her. The knight holding the sword he pulled back looked at him.

"Will you open the coffin?"

"Mrs, this is dangerous."

“The one in there is my husband's body. Why is it suddenly like this? Was he really dead from the beginning? It is my responsibility to ensure it.”

Lord Jeff wet his dry lips. There is truth in his words.

What's going on right now?

He placed his sword in its sheath and quietly approached the moving coffin.

The knight's fingertips shook. He pretended not to be afraid, but his nervous expression was obvious. The coffin, which had been buried underground for five days after his death, suddenly began to go wild, and was quite frightening.

The strong iron hooks on the hooks placed outside came apart under the hands of the knights. As soon as he did so, the coffin cover, which had moved and trembled, opened so tightly that it almost fell apart. Sir Jeff and the surrounding knights immediately retreated and pointed their swords at it.

The cold silence fell. Everyone's eyes in the courtyard were fixed on the pitch-black coffin.

"Well!"

A faint voice came from inside the coffin. A voice close to the breath.

Veronica's heart began to pound as if it had gone mad. It was because the voice that tickled his ears was quite familiar to him.

Immediately, he, who was lying in a coffin, lifted up his upper body and showed his figure. Under the shining sun, Ivan Wilhem's hair swayed and shone. The same figure as during his life was revealed.

“Sial, I'm hungry."

Her husband, who was dead, was revived after five days as if it was a miracle.

He clearly confirmed his death, clearly the moment his heart stopped. But why is this man alive? He sat in a coffin there, with his own figure intact.

Veronica's mind swirled around, locked in confusion. The circuit of thought responsible for the rational part seems to easily melt away and sink into confusion. With this much, he simply could not believe the situation was happening right before him.

"Your Majesty!”

“What the fuck? Obviously death..."

The first one seen to respond was the Duke knight.

They threw away their long swords as if leaving them behind and ran towards the coffin. After them were the servants who ran into the mansion, gasping for breath, to enter inside. It was clear that they intended to pass on this wonderful news to another servant.

In the midst of that excitement, Veronica just stood still. He could do nothing as if he had received a bump on the back of his head by someone. His mind hardened, stiff as a piece of metal.

“Yang Mulia. Are you okay?"

Ivan Wilhem has been revived.

In the midst of a situation where chaos flooded in, without a doubt, this only fact was clear. Her gaze, which had lost focus, slowly returned when it came to its senses, and looked at her husband who was sitting quietly in the coffin.

Ivan Wilhem looked around casually, as if he was a priest descending in the midst of a chaotic world. Those beautiful blue eyes suddenly felt calmer than expected, as if they had sunk into the deep sea with a single blow.

Soon she opened her mouth after a long time.

"Where am I?"

He, who was sweeping his hair violently, hesitated, and silently looked at his palm as if he was looking at something unfamiliar.

"What is this again?”

Ha ha ha ha's.

Veronica, who was staring at Ivan, laughed out loud before she even realized it. How else could he reveal this incredible situation.

At that moment, Ivan's gaze, which was fixed on his palm, turned and reached Veronica, who was standing a little away from her coffin.

For a moment, they looked at each other, and soon after, Veronica was shocked. Because Ivan, who had been staring at him, suddenly revealed a deep smile.

Ivan has never smiled at her since they married. Instead of smiling, he was too busy turning his face away from her, frowning as if he had seen something he did not want to see. Disgusted by his judgmental gaze. Such actions piled up one after another, day after day, and although she did not express them in words, Veronica could easily understand the fact that Ivan Wilhem, her husband, hated her.

When such a husband died and came back to life, she suddenly started laughing at him when she saw him. Veronica fell into an unfunny joke. His heart hardened as hard as his face at this moment. The chaos caused by Ivan Wilhem did not stop easily. The disgust immediately spread throughout his body.

Veronica let out a rough sigh.

It was more than enough to arouse his anxiety rather than relief.

"Now..."

Veronica's voice trembled and she could barely let it out.

"Call the family doctor now!"

His urgent voice loudly echoed in the vast garden.

Some of the servants who were still staying immediately ran in to call the doctor.

Lady Veronica #5...