I Became the Obsessive Male Lead’s Ex-Wife

He desperately clung to me, like a desperate person begging for water. Because I knew how amazing this man was who only looked at me earnestly, I felt even more complicated about him clinging to me to the extent that he was humiliating. The most handsome man in the empire, the status of a duke next to the emperor, the emperor’s favored right-hand man, and one of the richest men in the empire, he was the best man with all these qualifications attached to him. There were still many daughters in the empire who wanted him to divorce. They were waiting for him to divorce and appear single again on the marriage market. There was certainly no man in the empire as perfect as him. But to me, Ferwin Carlisle itself, excluding all those conditions, was perfect. Those eyes that want me passionately, that warmth that hugs me warmly, and the loveliness that is sent to me just by making eye contact. Instead of answering, I leaned my head against his chest. His hand holding my waist gave strength. I felt a lot of persistence in the way he looked up at me.

 

“Now that I think about it, I don’t think I need your answer.”

 

Shake! Our bodies shook as the carriage shook. It was Pervin who held me as I swayed in his arms. He hugged me tightly and said as if he was making a promise.

 

“Because I won’t let you go.”

 

I had no intention of letting you go either. Swallowing the words swirling inside me, I hugged him tightly. I laid my head on his chest and spoke gentle words instead of my strong true feelings.

 

“That thought will never change.”

 

“Irwen.”

 

Pervin slightly pulled his body away from me. Sharp eyes were staring only at me.

 

“I have never changed my feelings for you.”

 

* * *

 

After crossing the rough road, we arrived at the villa owned by the Marquis Celestine. Many people had already gathered here, which was closer to an old castle than a mansion. This place, which had been owned since our distant ancestors, seemed to have been kept particularly neatly, and there was not a trace of dust in sight. When we got out of the carriage, the driver asked Pervin quickly:

 

“Then I will go to the servants’ room. You’ll call me before it rains, right?”

 

“I guess so. Oh, and this.”

 

Pervin stuffed an envelope with something in the coachman’s pocket. The coachman looked at the thick envelope and his blood disappeared as if he was shocked.

 

“Master, to this extent…”

 

“It’s been a while since you’ve been out, so eat, drink, and play with the servants here. He’s the Duke of Carlisle in name, so I guess it’s okay if I just keep tightening my purse strings.”

 

The coachman repeatedly bowed to Pervin and retreated. As I looked at him in surprise, Pervin cleared his throat as if it was nothing.

 

“He works so sincerely that it’s no problem to do this.”

 

Pervin crossed my arms and urged me on my way. When I went inside, the Marquis Celestine and his wife were busy welcoming guests. Marchioness Celestine in an orange dress, and Marquis Celestine in a neat navy blue uniform. They seemed happy to see us and hugged us.

 

“You arrived on time. You guys came last.”

 

“Stop because the road is rough. Lance, stop laughing.”

 

“Sigh… No, I’m sorry. The clothes you are wearing are really striking. It’s red, and what the hell is inside… Is it a mesh?”

 

Marquis Celestine laughed without even noticing Pervin’s blushing face, and ended up pinching his wife’s flesh. He was making a loud noise as if asking why he was being pinched.

 

“Aya!”

 

Marchioness Celestine noticed me and scolded her husband loudly. A quick glance at the net is a bonus.

 

“Honey, I think I like what His Highness the Duke of Carlisle is wearing, but why are you smiling like this?”

 

“No, I’m not a bachelor, I’m just wearing fishnets like that…”

 

“You look really good together. My husband is overweight and doesn’t look good in clothes like this. I’m jealous, Duchess. “The duke is in good health, so it would be nice to dress him.”

 

After hearing Marchioness Celestine’s words, I shrugged my shoulders.

 

“Since you’re praising me, I don’t know what to do.”

 

“Her wife’s dress is really beautiful too. The colors are really elegant too.”

 

She continued to express her admiration when she saw me.

 

“As expected, you have such a nice body shape that you can pull off a tight dress like this well. Is this elegant design from Madame Bertin?”

 

“Thankfully, you sent me some clothes.”

 

“My goodness, you’ve become a Madame Bertin regular. This handkerchief also looks really nice.”

 

Just as she was about to reach for my neck, Pervin pulled me towards him. His face seemed quite expressionless as he blocked our conversation.

 

“Then can you tell me where the concert hall is, ma’am?”

 

“Ah… If you go to the end there, we have set up a large room. There are also some light refreshments, so please enjoy them.”

 

“Thank you, then.”

 

Pervin quickly took me to the main room. Marchioness Celestine What did I do wrong? I could see her saying this to her husband. I whispered loudly to Pervin.

 

“She must have been scared of the Marchioness, she could have been a little gentler.”

 

“She had no choice but to intervene. “I was afraid she would touch her wound and it would make you sick.”

 

“Your consideration is very deep, you. “It would be better if it didn’t hurt in the first place.”

 

I looked at him with some kind of tears in my heart, and Pervin spoke to me with her eyes sparkling.

 

“But I’m not ashamed. Because you left behind something that is mine.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

For some reason, she unconsciously touched her rash face with her hands. She was embarrassed that Pervin kept saying it was mine, but she felt good at the same time. 

 

* * *

 

I entered the large hall. A stage was set up in front, and several people were already seated. Some people came to us directly to say hello, and some people we visited in person to say hello. I was sitting with a noble lady whom the Duke of Sibelom had never seen before, and he held out his hand to me with an impudent expression.

 

“Lady Carlisle.”

 

“Duke Sibelom.”

 

I quickly placed my lips on the back of his hand and tried to pull away. Until he rubbed the back of his hand against my lips. Pervin seems to have witnessed it clearly. Pervin, who knew that Sibelom would not kiss the back of a man’s hand, forcefully grabbed Sibelom’s hand.

 

“Please accept my greetings, Your Highness, Duke Sibelom.”

 

“No, I don’t tend to receive greetings from men…”

 

“Take it.”

 

Pervin pressed his lips to the back of Sibelom’s hand. When Sibelom pulled out his hand in horror, the nobles around him looked at him in confusion. Refusing to kiss the back of the hand means refusing to greet someone. Everyone seemed curious as to why Sibelom refused to greet the Duke of Carlisle. The thief said that his feet were numb, so Sibelom quickly got away from us. To be precise, he fell away from Pervin. Since he couldn’t take his evil eyes off me, I had no choice but to say something to him.

 

“Are you feeling well, Your Highness?”

 

“I’m so touched that you even care about my body.”

 

As Sibelom approached me, Pervin wrapped his arms around me. I could see his face worried about why I was saying unnecessary things to Sibelom, so he had to finish quickly.

 

“I thought I heard something suspicious a while ago, so I was concerned about your health, so I asked.”

 

“What are you talking about…”

 

“At first I thought it was the sound of clothes being torn. But when I thought about it, my bowel movement was so active that my clothes could get torn even if air leaked out. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

 

Sibelrom’s face instantly turned red as if he realized that the sound I was talking about was ‘buwa aaaaaaang’. He clenched his fists, then glanced at Pervin, who was propped up behind him, and then her face turned pale.

 

“It’s really unpleasant to make fun of people like this because of their menstrual symptoms.”

 

Then he gritted his teeth and ran away. Pervin then seemed to understand everything and covered her mouth with her hand. His eyes were already bent into half moons.

 

“I thought I vaguely heard that sound, but then it turns out that it was really what I heard at that moment.”

 

* * *

 

After that, we exchanged greetings with many people who approached us. Almost all the nobles I saw at the ball seemed to have attended. Of course, it seemed like low-ranking nobles, such as the Lady of Baron Rassendyll, were excluded. And there was also a person who had not been seen at the ball. The man stood up and saluted Pervin.

 

“Older brother! No, Your Highness the Duke!”

 

“Oh my God, Romeo! How long has it been since this?”

 

Pervin seemed particularly happy and hugged the handsome man. The man looked young, as if he had not yet shed his boyish appearance, but his body was stronger than that of other men, giving him a rather strange charm. And Lady Stella Belle was sitting next to him. She greeted me as if she was happy to see me.

 

“It’s been a while, Duchess of Carlisle.”

 

Pervin looked back and forth between Stella and the man, then introduced him to me.

 

“Irwen doesn’t know Romeo. Irwen, this is Romeo Montague, a close friend of mine I knew when I was living in the country. He is also the only son and heir of the Count of Montague.”

 

“Hello, sister-in-law. I would appreciate it if you could take good care of my brother. My brother, he is a beast hungry for love and desperately needs the care of a beautiful woman.”

 

When Montague’s young master greeted me cheerfully, Pervin’s ears perked up.

 

“What is your sister-in-law, Romeo? Irwen, please forgive this guy. He grew up in the outskirts, so this is his first time coming to the capital.”

 

“It’s okay, it’s good because it’s cheerful.”

 

“…Is it good to be cheerful? You said earlier that you like being stoic yet sensual.”

 

The last words were spoken too softly to be heard. Pervin’s expression suddenly became serious, but I didn’t notice. Romeo looked at Fervin and giggled.

 

“Your brother has changed a lot too. In the past, you didn’t have this variety of facial expressions.”

 

“Is it?”

 

Pervin muttered, smoothing her own face. Before we could talk any more, actors appeared on stage. Let’s hurry up and take our seats.

The curtain has been raised. The name of the play was ‘The Elixir of Love’, and it was one of the most popular plays in the empire. We quickly took our seats. Marquis Celestine came and sat next to me. When the actors started acting, she said something sweet to me.

 

“I’ve brought the best theater company in the empire, so it’s going to be really fun.”

 

* * *

 

When the play ended, candles were lit throughout the dark hall. Conversely, the bright outside became dark with dark clouds. The dinner was held in a hurry, reflecting the opinion of some guests that they should go before the rain and wind hit. The Duke of Sibelom and the Marquis Celestine were sitting at the head table. We were sitting next to the Marquis Celestine and his wife, eating food. Next to me was Montague’s young master. He was funnier than I thought. And, having spent her childhood with Per Vin, I knew many interesting anecdotes.

 

“Did you know that your brother is a more romantic person than you think? When he was young, a hen laid an egg that fell down, and his brother saved it by holding it in his arms all day.”

 

“Oh my, you’re so cute.”

 

“Romeo.”

 

When Pervin spoke in a stern voice as her face turned red, Montague’s young master chuckled.

 

“Do you think this is all? I remember how much effort my brother put into saving the life of a kitten that lost its mother. Even licking the baby cat’s fur like a mother cat…”

 

“Stop it now, please!”

 

When Pervin’s helpless voice burst out, Romeo calmed down. I burst out laughing without realizing it. Did you have that side, Pervin?

 

“It’s interesting. Tell me more, why?”

 

Montague’s young master must have been encouraged by my reaction and tried to tell other stories.

 

“Your response is that you had no idea, ma’am. I thought your brother was quite a pathetic person. I thought you would have shared these stories with your wife a long time ago.”

 

“Oh, well…”

 

Stella suddenly joined in from the side.

 

“Please join me in the conversation, Montague’s young master.”

 

“Oh, I forgot Lady Belle was there too.”

 

“Young master too. No matter how beautiful the Duchess is, she has no interest in me to the point of being cruel.”

 

It was clear that she liked Romeo, as she shot her eyes of love towards him. So what happened to Pervin and Stella being connected in the original? While I was relieved by the change in the story’s flow, I found myself relieved that Pervin didn’t care about Stella at all. She cupped her cheeks with her hands. Ah, I guess I really like Pervin. For no reason, I leaned on the shoulder of Pervin, who was next to her, and he looked at me as if he was worried. Soft lips landed on my forehead.

 

“Irwen? Are you okay?”

 

The mesh visible through the slightly open uniform, his inner skin visible through the gap. Cook, his face turned red as he pressed his index finger against his inner flesh.

 

“Yes, I’m okay.”

 

Montague’s young master next to us looked at us curiously, so he gave us a kind smile. Of course, I didn’t know that Pervin and Montague’s young master were exchanging silent messages behind the scenes.

 

‘Brother, why do you do such a shameful thing in front of others?’

 

‘You’re still young. This is the love of adults.’

 

* * *

 

Time passed quickly while talking with Stella and Montague’s young master. They said that she was close to Per Vin during her childhood, and that she was sweeter and more considerate than expected. Above all, Per Vin was lonely when she was young, and they were happy that she seemed happy now. While talking about various things with them, the topic of singing came up. Pervin brought up my dark history as if it was nothing.

 

“Our Irwen sings so well again.”

 

“Your wife sings?”

 

“You sang a heartfelt song that touched my heart. I think it was from then on that I fell even more in love with her wife.”

 

I looked at Pervin in bewilderment. The glass that was full has been emptied several times. Maybe this guy is drunk. You’re just saying things you don’t mean, and at the time, you were cold as if you were going to eat me. Montague’s young master stared at me with passionate eyes. Is it an illusion that Pervin somehow seems to be keeping him in check?

 

“She’s a lady who sings well… She is the wife I most wanted.”

 

“Oh my, is that so?”

 

“You are truly a blessed person. I can’t believe he found someone so beautiful, elegant, and even a good singer as his wife.”

 

I felt Pervin glance at me.

 

“What you said is 100% correct. It’s like she used up all her life’s blessings to get Irwen.”

 

For some reason, I felt a deep sense of possessiveness on his drowsy face. As she was looking at him, the back of her neck felt itchy for no reason. He played with his handkerchief around her neck. I didn’t realize that the wound would be visible through the loose handkerchief. At that time, Montague’s young master innocently asked.

 

“But you have a wound on your neck, ma’am. Have you been bitten by an insect somewhere?”

 

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