Honey, Why Can’t We Get a Divorce?

>She spoke in a voice that everyone could hear. 

 

“You know, how powerful is my curse?” 

 

Hiiik! 

 

People didn’t say anything until then.
As she looked at their eyes, there was a hint of fear that they might be cursed by Ophelia.
Of course Ophelia can’t use black magic now.
But no one knows about it, so she can make this threat. 

 

“I have to get out of this noisy place before I unwittingly cast a curse.
Sometimes I can’t control myself either.” 

 

Slowly. 

 

People have moved away from Ophelia.
It’s been a long time since the babbling stopped.
Ophelia grinned at them. 

 

This b*stard.
You’re scared. 

 

*****

 

It is said that the Grand Duke came out of the hall for a short time and returned immediately after only seeing his face.
It’s because of his terrible health anxiety.

 

The Grand Duke went to war in the West as a young man and fell ill with an epidemic that spread in the West at that time.
From that time on, from death to life, he suffered from health anxiety. 

 

Of course, it is quite ridiculous. 

 

However, thanks to his past reputation and title, there was no one who ignored him.
Anyway, the Grand Duke lived with everything that was good for him, and rejected everything that was not good for him.
The same goes for avoiding places where many people gather like today. 

 

It was hard for him to meet people who might have some kind of illness.
So, I heard that it is very difficult to reach the Grand Duke. 

 

Of course, this is not the case for Sylvester.
He’s always been invited by the Grand Duke.
He is one of the few people the Grand Duke meets with peace of mind. 

 

“Oh, you’re here.” 

 

As soon as he entered the drawing room, the Grand Duke warmly welcomed Sylvester.
Sylvester said hello and raised his hand lightly. 

 

“It’s been a while.
How have you been?”

 

“Sure.
I’m always the same.
No, it’s not.
Not long ago, one of the servants caught a cold! So I stayed in my room the whole time just in case I got infected.
Come to think of it, you said you had a cold, too, didn’t you? Are you all right now?”

 

The Grand Duke said, examining Sylvester’s complexion.
Sylvester smiled with a clean face. 

 

“As you can see, I’m fine.
You don’t have to worry.”

 

“I’m glad you did!” 

 

The Grand Duke smiled widely with a really happy look on his face.
Then suddenly, he looked at Ophelia, who was standing behind Sylvester.
It was at that moment that the face of the smiling Grand Duke hardened. 

 

“But—” The Grand Duke said with a frown.
“The Duchess is here with us.”

 

Anyone can tell he hates Ophelia! 

 

But Ophelia struggled to smile, grabbing her dress and gently bending her knees. 

 

“Long time no see, Your Grace.
How have you been?” 

 

“Ehem.”

 

The Grand Duke didn’t even accept greetings.
He just turns his head with a little cough.

 

‘It’s like a strict old man.’ 

 

Ophelia mumbled, but didn’t say anything.
She just smiles and looks at the Grand Duke. 

 

“I thought the Duke was coming alone.” 

 

It is a word with a strange twist.
Sylvester replied casually. 

 

“I was going to do that, but the person I knew had something to give to you, Your Grace.” Sylvester looked down at Ophelia and said.
“Right?”

 

“Yes, that’s right!”

 

Ophelia clapped back.
Then there was anger in the voice of the Grand Duke. 

 

“I won’t stand still if you play the same prank as last time.”

 

He has a frightening voice.
Ophelia swallowed a gulp.
Then she took a step closer to the Grand Duke.

 

“I’m really sorry about that time.”

 

“—What?”

 

“I was so immature.
Because I liked Your Grace so much, I think I played jokes on you because I wanted to get closer to you.
I’m so sorry.”

 

The Grand Duke was embarrassed.
He didn’t expect Ophelia to apologize, either.
She was a woman who didn’t say sorry until the end when she was playing with salt.
But what about such a sincere apology? 

 

The Grand Duke was absolutely surprised.

 

“So, I prepared a gift full of apologies.” Ophelia said, keeping an eye on the Grand Duke. 

 

Then she handed the box that Irene held and handed it to the Grand Duke. 

 

“It’s a dragon’s claw.” 

 

“What?”

 

The eyes of the Grand Duke widened.
The same was true of Sylvester.
Water made with dragon’s claws is most famous for being good for the body, but that’s because saving it was like picking stars in the sky. 

 

“…H-how can these precious things—!”

 

The Grand Duke was so excited that his blood pressure went up. 

 

“I wonder.” Ophelia’s lips, which had been watching him carelessly, went up obliquely. 

 

“How did I get it?”