Why are you obsessed with your fake wife? - Chapter 57-1

It was a quiet and desolate room.

The moment she entered the room, Nadia could feel for the first time in her life what the word “the energy of death” meant.

In the middle of a desolate empty bedroom, there was a large bed.

It was surrounded by drapes, so she couldn’t see the inside of the bed.

But Nadia already knew who was lying in it.

“This is Isaac Winterfell, the previous Marquis.”

Gordon, the head butler of the house who walked ahead, told her so and removed the drapes.

Then she saw an old man lying down under a silk blanket.

Oh, my God.

At first glance, he looked so pale that she thought he was a corpse.

Maybe it was because of his white hair.

Nadia asked in a trembling voice.

“What did the physicians say?”

“They just said we’d have to watch over him a little more.”

Gordon couldn’t say it openly, but it meant that it was virtually impossible to recover.

Her eyes scanned the pale countenance of the previous Marquis.

Nadia heard that one’s whole body turned dark just before they died, but she didn’t see any such symptoms yet.

Which meant–

‘It’s no use suggesting the possibility of reading at this point.’

It was one of the two possibilities that the physician did not notice the symptoms of poison even though they examined him almost every day.

Either the poison hasn’t been used yet, or someone has used poison that only showed symptoms right before the victim died.

If Nadia opened her mouth hastily, it would only give anyone against her an excuse to raise suspicion and confusion within the family.

She clapped her lips several times and had to swallow her words. However, she didn’t even resist asking questions as if it was crossing her mind like it was normal.

“Who is managing the examination of medicine and food for the previous Marquis?”

“It is me, the physicians, and a few other servants who are in charge together. If we leave it to only one person, there can be trouble. If we manage it together, we can quickly notice anything suspicious even before the traitor changes their mind.”

“Hmm….”

But it only fell into a more labyrinth.

Unless all of those people were involved, it was impossible to harm the previous Marquis, who laid down in the deepest part of the castle.

While Nadia was in agony, Gordon knelt under the bed and carefully grabbed Isaac’s hand.

“Your Grace.”

“…….”

“Master Glenn is married. The young master got married.”

It was a voice full of sorrow.

It felt like Nadia was being introduced by Gordon who has lived his whole life loyal to the previous Marquis.

It was a moment that made her blush a little.

“You said it was your wish to hold your grandson in your arms. The new Madam is a beautiful and intelligent woman. A child born between them must be lovely. So please open your eyes.”

No, wait a second.

Nadia heard words that couldn’t be overlooked. What did he mean, a child? Nadia could not help but be embarrassed.

‘I can’t give birth to his child myself, but I’ll try to get a divorce quickly so that Glenn can have a child with her wife.….’

Nadia could only promise a quick divorce because she could not offer to give birth to a grandchild.

Soon, Gordon, who was talking by himself, stood up looking at her eyes. He gave way and said.

“Now, Madam will greet you, Your Grace.”

“Of course.”

Nadia moved and stood by his bedside. Then she raised her skirt slightly and bent her knees.

“Greeting to the Marquis Isaac Winterfell.”

Although she may not be heard by the lying patient, it was a matter of etiquette.

Since her in-law was alive, shouldn’t she greet him as the new hostess?

“I am Nadia, the first daughter of the Duke of Balazit. Not long ago, I married Glenn and became a member of Winterfell.”

“…….”

There was no response, as it should be said. Nevertheless, she went on talking.

“I’m still lacking and probably not good enough, but I’ll do my best not to be a burden to Winterfell’s reputation.”

And… When everything’s settled, Nadia promised for sure that she would bring his son back to his freedom.

Nadia had to swallow her sincerity behind her throat, which she could not tell anyone.

After a few more words, she soon rose up.

“Are you done?”

“I thought it would be better not to stay too long. Keeping talking next to the patient won’t have a good effect.”

“That’s true.”

Gordon nodded convincingly, and other servants who followed them picked themselves up.

“This way.”

Nadia left Isaac’s sick chamber with her servants. It was her first face-to-face meeting that unfortunately would be futile.

Click.

When they crossed the threshold, Gordon locked the door firmly. It seemed to be to prevent outsiders from intruding recklessly.

Looking at that, Nadia naturally had questions in her head.

‘How the hell did anyone hurt the previous Marquis when Gordon was managing the security so thoroughly?’

When Nadia asked the servants, they said that they were not allowed to enter this place at will, as were their close relatives.

It was when Nadia was going down the stairs, agonizing over and over again.

“Your Grace? What are you doing here?”

“……!”