I Became the Obsessive Male Lead’s Ex-Wife

Pervin lifted his body away from me and made eye contact.

“What? Tell me again, Irwen.”

He urged me as if I couldn’t believe it, but I just tilted my head. It was nice to see him clinging desperately.

“I have already told you my feelings.”

“As expected, there is no mercy. Why don’t you tell me one more time?”

He sighs as if he is crying, lets out a sigh, and rubs his face with a large hand. That sight shook my heart again. It wasn’t difficult to say out loud that I liked it, but there was a time when I thought I had gone too far. He scooped me up into his arms. In an instant, I was in his arms in a princess hug.

“I can’t do it. It seems like you can’t speak easily because other people’s eyes are bothering you, so the only way is for us to go somewhere alone and open those pretty lips of yours.”

I was embarrassed, but at the same time, I was excited to see what he would do, so an excited voice came out.

“Oh my! There are customers, but as the owner, I have to stay there until the end.”

“Anyway, even if we are not here, Alfred or Mrs. Tilly will be there to attend to her. They will play well among themselves.”

I patted his chest, but all I got back was the feeling of hard muscles.

“Anyway, it’s best for me to be alone with you. So, let’s go inside, Irwen.”

Pervin chuckled and kissed my forehead. The captivating scent of his body filled me. Just as I was about to lose to him, pretending that I couldn’t win, I heard the polite man clear his throat.

“Hmm.”

When the handsome man next to me cleared his throat sheepishly, I hurriedly slipped out of Pervin’s arms.

“What’s going on, Sir Dobre?”

Pervin’s eyes, who were passionately courting me, suddenly frowned. This handsome young man, rubbing his nose in embarrassment, is Sir Dobre. He is the youngest son of the venerable writer Dobrehu and is a person who rose to the rank of commander of the imperial guard due to his outstanding skills. Although his skills were outstanding, his naivety seemed to be no different from Viscount Montagu. He looked at me, his face blushed and his lips touched. Because of his small voice, I unconsciously focused on him.

“Marquis Celestine asks for the ladyship to sing.”

“Yes? I can not hear him well.”

As I approached Lord Dobre, he displayed a blush that rivaled his curly red hair. Pervin pursed his lips and pulled me behind him.

“I don’t like the look in his eyes.”

He muttered something, so I went closer and whispered.

“What did you say?”

“…If I tell you, I’ll just be petty.”

Pervin met Lord Dobre with an arrogant look. The red-haired Lord Dobre was still glancing at me, his face flushed.

“Lord Dobre. Say it again. What is it?”

“The Marchioness Celestine has asked that she would like to hear the beautiful singing of the Duchess of Carlisle, as she herself will be her accompaniment. I believe you will not refuse, and knowing the Duke’s infinite mercy and generous nature, I am confident that you will agree.”

Pervin raised her head haughtily. Then he came up behind me, hugged me, and growled without a moment of hesitation.

“No, I am not that merciful or generous. So, tell them I refuse.”

“How should I tell you why?”

“What could be the reason? She asks what if everyone falls in love with Irwen after hearing her song. I don’t want to see that happen.”

* * *

Sir Dovre, in his early twenties, had his face pale. We all know that the Duke of Carlisle’s love for his wife is extreme. The love the duke expressed for his wife, both at official appearances and at various events, was so romantic that it was difficult to imagine him before, and at times it was sour, and at times it was difficult to gauge its depth. However, this is the first time I have heard the Duke of Carlisle speak so bluntly. And so, with her wife’s body wrapped around her from behind, her elongated hands locked tightly around her waist, asserting her possessiveness over her wife. Of course, he also had a great desire to hear the Duchess of Carlisle sing. Everyone who heard her song praised her for being mesmerizingly beautiful. And when I saw her here, invited by the Duchess of Carlisle, she was actually even more beautiful. She is more elegant than the forest fairy queen, more beautiful than any other noble lady, and has a warmer heart than her mother. He fell in love with the Duchess’s warmth, which was different from the usually cold Duke of Carlisle. And Irwen, unaware of such feelings, kindled a fire in the heart of the bachelor.

“Lord Dobre came to deliver the message in person. Can I refuse? Okay, let’s go.”

Irwen tried to put her arm around Lord Dobre’s outstretched arm. But why is Pervin pulling her arm from behind? And why are their eyes twinkling pitifully like a cat in boots?

“Irwen, can you not go?”

“The Marchioness requested it, Pervin. And you know I like to sing.”

“Hmm…”

He cleared his throat as if he was dissatisfied. Irwen bowed her head to him and whispered quickly.

“I’m going to sing a song just for you. Listen carefully.”

Avoiding his loosened touch, Irwen quickly headed towards Marchioness Celestine. Marchioness Celestin, who was sitting at her piano, looked at her as if she was pleased to see her.

“Oh my, a truly famous singer has finally arrived. Earlier, my husband called me the sound of a toad slitting its throat, and it stung my ears so much.”

“Then, please give me ‘Your Swamp’.”

“Oh my, that’s an incredibly passionate song. It will be a stage worth seeing.”

Immediately, a passionate accompaniment began to flow as if excited. As the Duchess of Carlisle stood in front of the piano, everyone’s attention naturally focused on her. Soon Irwen looked at Pervin and began to sing her song. 

* * *

Pervin was in a low mood when Irwen left her own embrace. The sound of her beautiful wife’s voice seducing her made her raise her head. Irwen was locking eyes with her and her fierce piano accompaniment. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as if mesmerizing him.

“Is there a particular reason why I am attracted to you? My eyes are focused on you without me even realizing it.”

Pervin, who was in the distance, slowly moved her steps. He fell in love with his wife’s voice, which was not drowned out by the intense piano accompaniment. Normally, my wife’s voice is as cheerful as a bird chirping, but when she sings a sticky song like this, a different voice of hers comes out. Irwen slightly tilted her head and looked at him. Words are not enough to describe the way her flowing black hair framed her elegant face was beautiful. While everyone was fascinated by her, her accompaniment gradually reached its peak. Irwen folded her hands and raised her voice.

“I fell into the swamp called you. I’m willing to sink into you. Because you are a swamp of love that you can’t escape from.”

When the love song with somewhat straightforward lyrics ended, there was a moment of silence. People who were holding their breath could be heard exhaling.

“Ah, I heard the Duchess’ song is always sweet whenever I listen to it.”

“I feel like I’m buried in velvet.”

Each of the wives tried to come to their senses by pinching their husbands’ arms, and Lord Dobre broke his glass. Next to her, Marchioness Celestine was seen sticking out her tongue.

“That was a deathly beautiful voice, Duchess.”

“Thank you. My husband should have listened.”

I can’t stand it anymore. Pervin looked at Irwen with a faint smile, and she walked towards him. Then she planted her kisses on Irwen’s face. He didn’t care what the noble ladies next to him said or even if Marquis Celestine giggled and teased him. She saw Irwen’s lips slightly parted, wet with his saliva. Pervin let out her gravelly voice as she stroked Irwen’s head.

“You can’t get away from me? Can you take responsibility for those words?”

“Sure. What about you?”

As Irwen’s clear, bright eyes sparkled lovingly, Pervin touched her eyelids and pressed his lips to hers. Everything was impulsive and full of her sincerity.

“You know, I’m already in love with you and I can’t break away from you.”

* * *

A few days later. The man’s eyes, full of greed, flashed.

“Give this to the Duke of Carlisle.”

“But Your Majesty the Duke, isn’t this a false rumor that has never been proven to be true?”

“Do as I tell you!”

This is Sibelom’s private villa. As expected, with Rosamund, a voluptuous blonde beauty, next to him, he was secretly instructing her to do something to her servant. Rosamund smiled innocently, knowing nothing, and she clung to him. Sibelom grabbed her waist and gritted his teeth.

“First of all, the urgent priority is to get the two of you to divorce. Then we can spread the word that Irwen is a barren woman. After all, the Carlisle family is very sensitive to these rumors.”

Rosamund pouted her lips as if sulking.

“Hey, why are you talking about someone else in front of me? Rosamund is starting to get jealous.”

“What are you talking about? Of course, you are pretty, but Irwen meant that you are a desirable fruit that you have not yet eaten.”

As Sibelom tickled his lower back, Rosamund let out a nasally moan. The servant was about to leave after seeing the embarrassing sight.

“Then I’ll just leave…”

“Wait for a sec.”

Sibelom said, shaking his silver hair.

“I heard that a new ambassador will be sent from the Principality of Verma late tonight. As soon as he passed through the capital’s entrance gate, he was called here. Even if it means bribing the coachman with money, bring him here.”

“By new lines, do you mean Count Rune?”

“Yes, Evelyn Rune. She was once Irwen’s man who took care of her and taught her when she joined the House of Duchy Lilias.”

The corners of his mouth twisted sinisterly.

“And there were those rumors. The rumor is that she fell in love with Irwen as a woman, not as a princess who had to serve him.”

* * *

A large carriage drove almost non-stop from the Principality of Lilias. The coachman, who has passed several checkpoints, is yawning continuously. Officials stationed at the checkpoint approached the carriage cautiously. A luxurious carriage that, at first glance, appears to belong to nobility.

“There will be a brief inspection.”

As soon as I spoke, a white, elongated hand held out a piece of parchment from a small window. A low, pleasant-to-hear voice came from inside.

“This is a letter notarized by the Theresian Empire.”

“Oh, yes.”

When the officials saw the noble emperor’s seal, they quickly returned the letter. Judging from the numerous luggage in the back compartment of the carriage, it was clear that he had come to reside here. As the driver proudly climbed into the carriage, the officials took off their hats to show respect. They set off again. If you take a quick look inside the luxurious carriage, you will see a man with light grey-purple hair sitting alone inside the carriage. His elongated body looks slim and sturdy. His neat and clean appearance, as if he is thinking about something, stands out. He is Duke Lillias’ closest confidant, Count Ivelyn Rune. It was a fairly historic family in the Verma Principality, and it was a descendant of a family of generals who fought against enemy invasions for generations. Unlike his rough older brothers, he had a uniquely handsome appearance. And among his brothers, it was he who was the only one to be awarded the title of ‘Count’ by the ruler, Duke Lilias, and to create the Count of Rune. He patted the letter rustling in his arms. Count Carus, the ambassador of the Duchy of Verma who had been in the Theresian Empire, has now returned to his home country. The Principality of Verma received a letter saying that his illness had become so severe that he was unable to work. Many people volunteered to select ambassadors to the Theresian Empire. Among them, it was surprising that the youngest, Count Rune, applied. A promising figure with a handsome appearance and the favor of the ruler. Numerous virgins wooed him, and numerous families with daughters submitted numerous letters of courtship. But he rejected them all. The only reason he applied, and the only one on his mind.

“I wonder if Lady Irwen is well…”

He rubbed his soft eyes with his hand for a moment. Was it an illusion that I briefly saw the man’s affection in his azure eyes, like the sky on a clear morning? Or maybe it was his love as a teacher for Irwen, whom he briefly taught as a student. It’s probably the former. He briefly recalled the past. 

* * *

Evelyn was the one who discovered the illegitimate son of the previous duke under Duke Lilia’s secret mission. Irwen was working as a maid in dirty clothes at a shabby inn in the border area. She can’t forget the first time she met her eyes. Without any hope, she just blinked those blue eyes coldly. Posing as her guest, he was assigned her room, and singled out Irwen among her numerous maids to clean it. As if this wasn’t the first time this had happened to her, she soon came to his room, carrying cleaning supplies. As she opened her door to greet her maid, he froze to her feet on the spot.

“I’m here to clean.”

She came to clean his room wearing a dress that couldn’t be tilted anymore. Covered in dust, she looked breathtakingly beautiful. She stared at Ibelin’s back, looking at her body. She was desperate, as if she was deliberately trying to avoid making eye contact with him. Ibelin just looked at her as if she was spellbound. To him, who was unable to say anything with his eyelids fluttering, she spoke again.

“I came to clean, Nari. I would appreciate it if you could get out of the way.”

“Wait a minute, look up.”

Evelin took a step forward and gently lifted her chin. She looked at him as if she had no idea what was going on inside the transparent wall. He seemed to be possessed by her and could not say anything. It was as if she had found a pearl buried in the mud. It was the moment when I found another bloodline of Duke Lilias. He brought her to her Duke Lilias, and introduced her to her Duke Lilias. Duke Lilias, who ordered her to look for her, welcomed her more than anyone else. At the same time, he instructed Ibelin to teach her as a noble daughter worthy of her dukedom. It was thought that he, who was similar in age and the most popular person in social circles, would be good at leading Irwen. He was the one who initially refused due to the heavy workload. But once, twice, and the third time he tried to refuse. Duke Lilias seemed angry and scolded him.

“Do you dare to ignore that child because he has lived a difficult and humble life until now? Even though her mother was of humble birth, Irwen is my younger sister and the family I must embrace! “I find it unpleasant that you refuse to teach her without any reason.”

In the end, at Duke Lilia’s insistence, he accepted the position of Irwen’s tutor. Even as he taught her manners, dance, and language, he was afraid. Fearing that her own heart would be stolen by her daring noble princess. I was so afraid of myself that I would fall in love with her. She tried to make up her mind countless times. However, he ultimately failed. Before he knew it, his eyes were filled with Irwen. And inside the carriage. Ibelin, whose heart ached as if thinking of her as his duchess, gently kissed her on the ring on her left ring finger. Her eyes were bright blue, the same color as her eyes.

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