I Thought a Villainess' Divorce Would Be Easy

Rosa’s attitude as she cursed with her eyes as if she had been possessed by the previous Duchess was cruel. The two maids who were standing behind Anthea could not stand Rosa’s scolding gaze and stood to the side.

 

‘Kids, don’t be too scared. Because I will be even worse from now on. You should be scared of me.’

 

“So, you’re saying you can’t give it to me?”

 

As Anthea’s words became slightly shorter, Rosa became even more blunt, as if she was annoyed.

 

“It’s not that you can’t give it, it’s that you need a procedure.”

 

“What procedure?”

 

“Ha… It seems like you don’t know what procedures are necessary.”

 

At Rosa’s pitiful gaze, Anthea tilted her face so that it was buried between the thick shawl and showed an innocent expression.

 

“Do you need the Duke’s approval?”

 

Perhaps the Duke didn’t even know how much the duchess will take. Because the Duke’s excuse was false, Rosa hesitated to answer.

 

“That’s not to say that there is an order to things. Even if it’s only a small amount of money.”

 

“Oh my, did this really require the head maid’s approval? Taking the duchess’s money? Rosa, are you saying that Rosa is a higher-ranking person than me?”

 

Rosa was unable to respond for a moment to Anthea, who naturally expressed surprise. Although Rosa ridiculed Anthea, she did not make up stories that did not exist. Rosa had been holding the duchy in her hands and doing as she pleased without the need to make up lies. She, like Anthea, didn’t care if people insult her and doesn’t mind if her pride is touched, so she was embarrassed because she had never dealt with this before. Moreover, when she heard in the morning report that the Duchess had made it through her first night without incident, her displeasure rose and she was throwing a tantrum. It was clear that she had spent the night seducing the Duke with that innocent face. Rosa’s thoughts were clouded by the feeling of loss, as if the Duke she had raised with great care was taken away by something like a fox.

 

“She can’t help it until the Duchess gets used to being a duchess. Ma’am, since she lacks the ability to do so, she has no choice but to follow what I have been managing.”

 

“Oh, I see. I have to get allowance from Rosa.”

 

In the midst of her childish provocation, Anthea placed her finger on her desk, which had been cleaned enough to show her face. Rosa’s fingertips twitched as Ann Shea left her fingerprints as if she were walking with her fingers. Although she wondered what she was doing and it wasn’t a child’s play, she still felt wary of Anthea’s easy-going attitude.

 

“If you’re going to keep saying the same thing, I want you to leave.”

 

“Are you avoiding the answer?”

 

“You’re avoiding me. I am too busy a person to waste my time on such a useless argument.”

 

“Unlike who?”

 

“Yes. Unlike anyone else. As you can see, we have to be busy to keep our operation going.”

 

“Then you can’t interfere with whatever I do.”

 

Before she knew it, Anthea’s fingerprints were all over the shiny black desk.

 

“No matter what you do. If someone in the dukedom does something bad!”

 

“Why are you so scared that there is nothing I can do when I don’t even give you a petty amount of money?”

 

“Oh, you’re scared! Are you insulting me now?”

 

If Rosa were a knight, he would flutter his white gloves and raise his voice. In fact, Anthea was dissatisfied with Rosa, who was still rational even after stabbing her so many times. 

 

‘Say something worse. Be more angry. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to act evilly.’

 

Anthea’s truth-telling skills were at an all-time low due to living a peaceful life in the count’s family. He had to be pulled up through Rosa. Despite this, Rosa seemed to have come to her senses and kept holding back her anger, bringing up her senses every now and then. Anthea noticed that Rosa’s voice got louder when the Duke’s story came up, so she slowly changed the topic.

 

“By the way, can you change the strings in the couple’s bedroom?”

 

“Are you saying it’s going to start shaking all of a sudden?”

 

“I would like to wipe away the Duke’s sweat, but I am too weak to pull that string.”

 

What is sweat? It was a dry night without a drop of water. However, Rosa’s face turned pale and then bright red as something came to mind. Indeed, Rosa’s reaction seemed to be that she considered herself a Duchess. In Rosa’s eyes, Anthea seemed to be her mistress or second wife. If so, these remarks would be enough to scratch Rosa’s stomach.

 

“And the curtain, I was so surprised that the duke saw the moon waning and hurriedly said it was time.”

 

There was no way Rosa, who was sensitive to the traditions of the dukedom, would not know what the waning moon meant. Seeing Rosa holding back her anger as if something had been taken away from her, Anthea provoked her a little more.

 

“I think her face will light up just by looking at the moon now. However, you can’t make it visible at all, so it would be better to close a thin curtain that lets the outside light in. Rosa, you know what I mean, right?”

 

Despite Antheia’s tone of speaking informally, Rosa only strengthened her clenched fist. Ann Shea, satisfied with Rosa’s reaction, took a step slightly behind her.

 

“By the way, did you hear that the Duke said he would lay a rug?”

 

When she asked the question gently so that the occupants in her room could hear it, Rosa frowned as if asking what she meant.

 

“Well, you looked very busy when you went out on a mission.”

 

“How did you know the owner was leaving and come to meet him? Ah, hmm.”

 

She guessed she was intentionally blocking out information. It didn’t matter though. Wanting to use her chance opportunity as an excuse to stimulate Rosa more, Anthea even made fun of her mouth.

 

“I hope the rug will be laid by today.”

 

“When the master returns, we will check and proceed.”

 

“Are you doubting the Duke’s words?”

 

“No. They don’t believe what the new outsider, other than the master, says.”

 

‘Oh my god.’

 

Although it was her informal name, it was clearly Anthea, who had officially become a Duchess. She refered to Anthea as a ‘new outsider.’ She went way beyond the level of what the maid-in-chief said to her duchess. Despite this, none of the dozens of users here felt anything strange about it. They just held their breath, fearing that Rosa’s anger would reach them. She guessed it seemed too easygoing. Of course, to make it seem that way, he deliberately spoke to Rosa using polite language. Still, has she already forgotten that Anthea, who was the future duchess in front of her castle gate, is not an easy opponent to the extent that she tries to take off her clothes herself? Or, it seemed like he thought it was just an incident that happened once in a while. Rosa added triumphantly to Anthea, who paused for a moment in pure surprise.

 

“The artist’s budget is not used carelessly. Even if it’s not even a speck of dust.”

 

“Sure. Rosa is the chief maid, and her judgment and responsibility are also her responsibility.”

 

Anthea decided to take another stab at Rosa’s expression, which showed a smile when she heard the word “judgment,” but her expression subtly hardened as if she was uncertain when she heard the word “book responsibility.”

 

“The Duke said he couldn’t watch my feet touch the cold floor. To my shame, he even warmed my feet with his hands.”

 

As her cheeks blushed shyly, even her maids, who were nervous in front of Rosa, pricked up their ears and paid attention. She was about to turn around, thinking that if she had just scratched this much, Anthea heard Rosa’s irritated sigh.

 

“Curtains and rugs, okay. That problem can be solved by sending a few of her maids. And my deposit… Instead of coming all the way here, just have her maid in charge do it.”

 

Rosa immediately agreed to Anthea’s request, as if they should not see each other face to face. Contrary to expectations, Rosa raised the white flag too quickly. Was the love story with the duke that terrible to hear? She didn’t know that her maid and the overly arrogant Rosa, would be so upset. It seemed as if provoking her to explode her anger ended up extinguishing it.

 

“Thank you.”

 

Despite her nervousness, she smiled brightly and left the room. No one saw the corner of her maid Jang’s stiff lips slightly rising as she glared at Anthea’s back.

 

‘It’s ruined.’

 

At best, we only emphasized the parts that seemed plausible, but for no reason, we made it a fait accompli only on the first night. The only thing she got in return for revealing what she wanted to hide was what she deserved.

 

“Okay. It keeps getting messed up because she tries to take advantage of others in the first place.”

 

It was something she had to do herself. Should she have just followed the original? Her maid, Jang, couldn’t say a word to Rosa and was so intimidated that she pretended to faint from her abbreviated spirit. She stayed away after a painful first night where it felt like having pumpkins shoved up her nostrils.

 

“Swarm. I’ve already cleared her first hurdle.”

 

Rosa’s first atrocity, which occurred as soon as she arrived at the Duke’s house, was successfully overcome. Although the blue diamond set, given to her by Countess Hilda, had been replaced with blue topaz, she rolled her eyes the moment she saw it actually shattering. Before she left the count’s house, she probably would have grabbed Rosa’s hair if Mary had been unable to get a similar topaz set and had brought her the real one. If she had, she would have been labeled as a crazy bitch rather than a villainess.

 

“It’s quite difficult to play the villain.”

 

The favor of the Duke’s employees and knights was felt more clearly than expected. The only thing Anthea did today that seemed like a villain was her childish whining about her side dishes and her childlike talking back to her adults. At least the duchess said what she wanted to her maid, using informal and polite language, so she was treated like a young lady, let alone a bad boy. As a villainess, even if she was able to accumulate small amounts of her evil deeds, this was too little. In this way, she was not enough to become an excuse for divorce later.

 

‘Let’s do one more thing first.’

 

In her original work, Anthea locked herself in her room and frequently threw and broke her things. As a result, negative rumors spread among dissatisfied users. From then on, he treated her with contempt, saying that even when she was a little blunt, she was cold, and even when she was sick and had to eat soup, she was picky and said that she was an Eastern noble.

 

“Yes, there was vandalism.”

 

She had forgotten her easy way of annoying her maids while causing costly damage.

 

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Translator Note:

Actually, next week I will be taking a little rest so there won’t be a new release of this serie until next year. So Merry Christmas and Happy New Year my readers! See you on 2024.