It Feels Like I’m About to be Divorced, But my Husband is My Favorite

Episode 58

A moment later, the door opened, and Evgenia felt her body and mind both purified.

Inwardly exclaiming, “My welfare is the best…!” she snapped to her senses when she noticed Euclid hesitating.

“Did you enjoy your meal?”

“Yes, I did. But as for you…”

Euclid, who had answered, frowned slightly as his gaze fell on the half-eaten sandwich and glass of juice carelessly placed on top of a stack of documents.

“I’m sorry. I went to the dining hall by myself…”

“No, this is exactly what I asked for—something simple. Honestly, when I’m working, even eating feels like a hassle, so I tend to skip meals.”

“That seems like an unhealthy habit. You should never skip meals.”

Even the reason behind his stern tone was so kind that she couldn’t help but laugh.

“All right. But you, Duke, also skipped a proper meal because of me. And you stayed up all night, too.”

Because of this, Evgenia felt guilty not just toward Euclid but also toward the children, who must have always eaten with their uncle.

Perhaps it was just her, but she found it difficult to regain focus once the flow was interrupted while working with numbers.

Especially for the Rudion Duchy, where finances were entangled with borrowing money from various sources, partial repayments, and settlements in kind. It seemed best to handle everything in one go.

So he had no choice but to stay up all night to finish everything at once. Knowing Euclid’s considerate nature, she realized he wouldn’t eat or rest comfortably while he worked. This was why he had made the children eat their lunch and dinner alone yesterday.

Although Lady Biers had likely joined them, she still felt concerned and had forcibly sent Euclid to the dining hall for today’s lunch.

‘Wait, but why is he back so quickly?’

Noticing this, Evgenia sharply asked, “Did you rush through your meal?”

“What? Oh…”

“Why would you do that? There’s nothing left for you to do since everything’s sorted. Please go and get some rest.”

Her concern for Euclid’s health was evident in every word she spoke.

However, Evgenia didn’t realize how her sharp tone and stern expression might come across to others.

After speaking, she suddenly worried about her own face, which likely looked far worse after two sleepless nights, and reflexively covered her mouth.

Like Delano, who was huddled in the corner of the office in silence, Euclid felt momentarily awkward at her cold demeanor but managed to brighten his tone.

“Have you finished all your work?”

“Yes, I’ve organized the ledgers and outlined a rough plan. If everything is disposed of as planned, I think we’ll be able to pay off all debts before next month’s interest is due.”

Assuming Euclid’s question was out of curiosity about the progress, Evgenia answered in detail.

Euclid looked slightly embarrassed for a moment before raising his voice again.

“That’s great to hear. By the way, the head maid mentioned that the Basilian Duchy sent some ingredients for desserts you enjoy. I’ve instructed the chef to prepare them, so let them know if you’d like some.”

“Desserts I enjoy?”

Evgenia, who only ate desserts when she needed sugar while working, briefly pondered and recalled the very sweet cakes and puddings that Anne often served.

‘Those were definitely things the children would love.’

And now, it was probably time for the children to have their snacks after finishing their meal.

Closing the documents, Evgenia abruptly stood up.

“My wife…?”

“I’ll speak to the head maid myself.”

“What? Where are you going now?”

“Well…”

Evgenia, who was about to say she wanted to check on his nephews, hesitated and closed her mouth.

For some reason, it felt too transparent to admit she wanted to score points by bringing them desserts. Besides, she wanted to make an unannounced visit to catch them off guard.

If Euclid accompanied her, she worried she wouldn’t achieve her goal because the children’s attention would inevitably shift to him.

More importantly…

“Duke, I think you need some rest. You look tired.”

Of course, Euclid was still as radiant and purifying as the sun itself. However, the slight darkness under his eyes from staying up all night was noticeable.

She could endure her own fatigue, but seeing even the smallest hint of weariness in her husband was unbearable.

Once again, Evgenia’s straightforward concern, driven by her affection for her favorite person, left Euclid deeply flustered. Rubbing his cheek unconsciously, he nodded.

“Ah, understood.”

“All right, then.”

Looking after the vanishing figure of Evgenia, who disappeared like the wind without so much as a glance back, he let out a faint sigh.

Then, sensing a gaze lingering on his cheek, he instinctively raised his head.

It was Delano, the aide who had been quietly observing the entire situation in the study without making his presence known since the conversation between the couple began.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Euclid let out an awkward laugh and said,
“Delano, thank you for your hard work throughout the night. You may leave for the day.”

“Ah, yes… Thank you, Your Grace. Please get some rest as well.”

Twitch. Did he imagine it, or did the duke’s shoulders tremble slightly at the mention of rest?

Watching the duke’s retreating figure, which seemed somewhat drained of energy, Delano nodded in agreement, thinking to himself, “The Madam must be right—he really does seem exhausted.”

It was then that Delano recalled something he had completely forgotten: how he had once considered intervening and protesting to Evgenia not to make things difficult for the duke.

‘Now that I think about it, the duke is utterly helpless against the Madam, isn’t he?’

In truth, when Euclid announced yesterday that he wouldn’t pay off the debts with the dowry, both the butler and the head maid had silently despaired.

As a master with a gentle and mild temperament, Euclid usually went along with others’ wishes, but when he voiced his opinion, he never wavered. That’s precisely why the marriage had been finalized in the first place.

Yet surprisingly, Evgenia not only brushed off Euclid’s firm stance with ease but also asserted her will with an unyielding attitude.

‘Could it be that when he said he was in trouble, he meant… because he couldn’t win against her?’

A profound realization dawned upon Delano. If this was the kind of “trouble” the duke had meant, he couldn’t help but feel that he might struggle to side with the duke entirely in the future. He even thought, somewhat disloyally, that he might find himself cheering for the Madam instead.

And he resolved once again: when it came to the Madam, who could even make the duke flustered, he would show nothing but loyalty in the future. He vowed never to entertain the thought of opposing her.

“Hmph, now that she’ve seen the ledgers, she must know who I am,” Amy hummed to herself, fiddling with her nails after returning to Dior’s room.

Marianne, who had been helping Dior with his reading, glanced up at her subtly.

Unbothered, Amy continued talking to herself, oblivious to Marianne’s reaction.

“Well, that must be why there was no sign of acknowledgment from her today. She must be too scared to face me.”

“Hmph, you’re the scared one,” Marianne pouted her lips slightly.

It was true. Yesterday, even as she fumed over finding out that Dior hadn’t managed to disrupt her uncle and aunt’s time together, Amy had spent the entire day on edge, anxious about when her aunt might summon her.

But by lunchtime, the situation had taken a turn.

Neither her uncle nor her aunt appeared in the dining room. Instead, the head maid came to inform them that the two were busy and wouldn’t be able to join for a meal.

Moreover, she added that Amy didn’t need to pay her respects in the afternoon either.

Her uncle had always made time to dine with them since returning to the estate. For him to be so busy just a day after arriving back—was something serious happening?

While Amy was secretly relieved to avoid meeting Evgenia, Marianne, worried about her uncle and aunt, discreetly asked the head maid what had them so preoccupied.

The head maid, eager to boast about Evgenia’s devoted decision and remarkable actions, couldn’t conceal her excitement as she explained that they were currently organizing the financial ledgers to get a grasp of the Rudion Ducal House’s debts.

Amy, overhearing this, quickly grasped the situation.

“Hah, playing the role of the lady of the house from day one?”