DGCBYH 47

DGCBYH | Chapter 47

Posted by Ruby, Released on November 4, 2025

Chapter 47. Always Through Someone Else’s Mouth

That afternoon, after plenty of rest, Belladonna was taking a walk in the garden when she suddenly heard someone running toward her.

A man stopped in front of her and bowed deeply, shouting,
“Madam, I apologize for my rudeness!”

Who is it?

She looked carefully and realized it was Graham, breathing hard as if he’d run from the training grounds just to see her.

‘Oh, it’s Graham.’

Belladonna gave him a gentle smile and shook her head, letting him know it was okay.

Graham checked her face with concern and said again,
“You seemed to drink a lot with me last night… Since you came down so late, I was worried you might have had a terrible hangover.”

Oh, it wasn’t because of that that I came down late…

Belladonna pulled her lips into an embarrassed smile and shook her head again.

“What? You gave Madam alcohol?”
Hazel, who had followed Graham, asked in shock.

“Be quiet, rookie. Go train, why did you follow me?”
“I just came to greet Madam too! Did you sleep well, Madam?”

Belladonna nodded, smiling warmly at Hazel.

Hazel bowed as if receiving a blessing from a saint.

A moment later, he said,
“By the way, the captain seemed full of energy today. He only watched the morning training for a bit, but the whole order of knights was exhausted.”

“He’s always full of energy,” Graham replied.

“No! Today was different. He had so much work, but still supervised our training…”

Full of energy, even today…? After being up all night with me? Belladonna thought, suddenly amazed by his stamina.

“He looks busy, like he has two bodies. Well, he did say he’d have to return to Griblata soon, so maybe that’s why he’s pushing himself.”

While Belladonna was remembering the previous night, Graham’s words made her jerk her head up.

Escallion… has to go back to Griblata?

Hazel noticed her shock and quickly said,
“Oh, it’s not certain yet! Maybe it’ll just be a quick trip. Lord can’t leave his domain for long.”

“No, this time he said he wouldn’t come back. That’s why he called the Griblata knights here. Would he have done that if he was staying? Not at this safe villa in Sirlenia!” Graham insisted.

“Ugh, enough!” Hazel elbowed Graham in the side, clearly annoyed.

News like that—she really should hear from her husband, not someone else.

“Ow!”

“That’s why you always get scolded by your wife!”

“What? Why did the subject suddenly change? Did I say something wrong?”

Belladonna, watching the two bicker, quickly returned to her usual gentle expression and pointed subtly behind her.

Can I leave now…?

Hazel caught on and nodded,
“Yes, yes! Please, go on. We’ll get back to training.”

“I’m not done talking! Madam, about what I said last night—”

“Enough! Let’s go! Can’t you see Madam’s busy?”

“She doesn’t look that busy…”

“Please, just stop!”

Hazel covered Graham’s mouth and dragged him off.

Belladonna turned away from them and headed back to the house.

Escallion… going back to Griblata? I want to hear that from him directly.

“Oh, Madam? You’re back already? I was just getting a hat for you, the sun’s so strong today.”
Cindy looked surprised in the lobby.

Belladonna just nodded and headed straight upstairs.

…It’s always like this,
Belladonna thought.

Escallion rarely told her things himself.

The fact they came to Sirlenia together, that the knights would visit, stories about his past, even about Scarlett, and now about returning to Griblata… she never heard any of it from him first.

Will I always have to hear about my husband through someone else?

As she climbed the stairs, Belladonna looked down at her hand clutching the banister.
The diamond ring sparkling on her finger suddenly felt empty.

Sometimes she felt so close to him, her heart full. Other times, the distance between them was so clear it made her wonder if it had all been in her head.

“Sigh…”

Belladonna reached the third floor in no time and strode toward his office.

Knock knock!

“Come in,” came his low voice from inside.

She opened the door sharply. Escallion was at his desk, reading papers, but looked up at her with surprise—and then warmth.

“Bella? Is something wrong?”

Belladonna took a deep breath and slowly walked over to him. The closer she got, the higher he tilted his head to look at her.

At his desk, Belladonna scanned for pen and paper.

“You can just talk. No one else is here.”

Escallion saw her reaching for the pen and encouraged her.

In a very small voice, Belladonna asked,
“Isn’t there anything you want to tell me?”

Her cold tone made Escallion instantly nervous.
The gentle, soft wife in front of him had suddenly become distant and cold.

He searched his mind quickly and said,

“Something to say…?”

“Yes.”

What could he say? She wasn’t asking for a compliment or anything like that. If she was, her face wouldn’t look like this.

He gulped and tried to smile.

“It’s not time for a meal, so it can’t be that. I already said I was busy, so we didn’t make any plans. What do I have to say?”

Belladonna just tilted her head, staring at him in silence.

Damn, there is something… I just don’t know what.

He fell silent, thinking hard. Belladonna spoke first.

“When are you leaving?”

“Leaving where?”

“Going back to Griblata.”

“Ah.”

Escallion frowned, then quickly answered,

“Maybe within this week? Didn’t I tell you?”

“You didn’t. And… when will you be back?”

“I probably won’t be able to come back. Even coming here this time was really pushing it.”

Belladonna let out a quiet sigh and looked at him.

Not understanding, Escallion got up and came around the desk, trying to smooth things over.

He gently stroked her arms.
“Are you upset because I might take you with me?”

Belladonna was silent.

“That’s not it at all. You can stay here as long as you want. Change the villa however you like. Don’t worry—”

“I didn’t want to hear that from someone else.”

She cut him off.

“What?”

“I didn’t want to hear from anyone but my husband that he’s leaving for Griblata.”

Her words, though quiet, were firm. Escallion’s hands stopped moving.

“Maybe I’ve just sat here silently, so you think of me like a doll or a piece of furniture.”

“Bella, it’s not like that.”

“But I’m your wife. Things like your schedule… I want to hear them directly from you.”

Hearing the faint sadness in her voice, Escallion ran a hand through his hair.

“I didn’t know you cared about this. Since you’re not going to Griblata yourself, I didn’t think it was important.”

“How could I not care?”

“Stuff like this isn’t fun. It’s not an important story for you.”

Belladonna fell silent.

Fun? Important? Are we not married? How can he measure family stories by what’s fun or important?
She calmed herself, then said,

“Let me decide what’s important to me.”

“Okay, okay. Please don’t be mad. I don’t know how to handle this.”

“…”

“I’m just not used to sharing my day or little stories with anyone. I always thought my schedule only needed to be told to my aides or knights.”

Escallion scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

“But I know now, I can’t do that with a wife. I get it. I was wrong, so can you please relax that scary face? I never imagined the gentle saint could look so frightening.”

“I’m not angry.”

“If this isn’t angry, I’m terrified to see what you look like when you are.”

Belladonna finally softened her expression, unable to hold back a smile at his exaggeration.

Escallion pulled her into his arms.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve told you and not made you worry. Just yesterday, talking about Scarlett, I realized how important it is to tell you things, but I forgot already.”

Belladonna raised her arms and hugged him back, feeling her disappointment melt away.

He whispered in his deep voice,