Chapter 5
Mary, who had been carrying a washbasin, avoided Evelynâs gaze and moved stiffly like a rusty machine.
âWhat? Of course not! I must just have shaky hands!â
Noticing the unnatural movement, Rose quickly took the basin from Mary and hummed lightly.
âHmmm~ Madam really only thinks about His Grace~â
Her tone was playful, but her voice trembled like a goatâs bleat.
Seeing the maids acting strangely, Evelyn suddenly felt uneasy.
Wait. I only think about Cassian?
Does that meanâŚ
Is Cassian cheating?
But he doesnât seem like the type.
Just a few days ago, he personally fed me soup!
A husband whoâs desperate to make sure I eat well would meet another woman behind my back?
Does that make sense? Weâre newlyweds!
Countless thoughts tangled in her head like knotted threads.
Ugh, my head hurts. Iâll stop thinking.
If she couldnât figure it out, she would just ask directly.
âYou two. Are you hiding something from me?â
Crash!
âW-What? Of course not!â
Mary, who had been bringing perfume oil, was so startled that she dropped the glass bottle.
It shattered, and rose oil spilled across the white carpet, spreading like a faint stain.
Mary hurriedly picked up the shards, trying to hide her panic.
How did she know? Is the villainessâ intuition really that sharp?
She wanted to run away immediately, but from the artifact disguised as a brooch, Head Maid Sophiaâs voice echoed.
âRose! You ran your mouth. Deny it, both of you!
To prevent problems, Sophia had given Rose and Mary each an artifact disguised as a brooch.
Fortunately, the magic was set so only the wearer could hear the voice.
âMary, Rose. Be careful! If you endure for just two months, youâll be promoted to official maids.
Mary steadied herself at Sophiaâs words.
Thatâs right. I wonât find a job like this anywhere else. Just stay calm. Two months, thatâs all.
If she endured a little longer, she would finally become an official maid.
But the Evelyn in front of her was terrifying.
They had heard rumors.
âIf a strand of hair gets tangled while brushing, she slaps the maid on the spot!â
âIf another lady takes a dress she wanted for a banquet, she gathers the maids and beats them until she feels better!â
âShe carries a switch and hits any maid she dislikes!â
Back then, Mary had dismissed those rumors.
Now, looking at Evelynâs sharp gaze, she wasnât so sure.
âTell me honestly.â
âM-Madam! Please donât say such hurtful things!â
âThatâs right~ What secret could we possibly have from you~â
Even Rose, who had been joking before, avoided eye contact and nearly sloshed water from the basin.
Water splashed around, but no one paid attention.
âYouâre both shaking too much for that to be true.â
The pressure in her voice intensified.
When they were first assigned to serve her, they had begged Sophia to send them somewhere else because they were too scared to enter the room.
But when they met Evelynâ
âOh my, youâre my personal maids?â
She had seemed to glow with a halo.
Like a goddess of the earth who created all things.
When she smiled innocently, she looked like an angel descending from heaven.
But now she seemed like a devil!
What do we do?
If we get caught, weâre dead!
âMary⌠I think weâŚâ
ââŚhave to confess?â
The two exchanged glances, then suddenly grabbed the hem of Evelynâs dress.
âWaaah! Itâs justâ!â
âThe truth is, Madam!â
âNo!!!
Sophiaâs scream echoed through the artifact, but it was too late.
Surviving right now was more important.
Your Grace, weâre sorry. We had no choice!
***
âYour Grace, you need to come to the office immediately.â
Head Maid Sophia urgently sought out Cassian.
He looked at her in confusion.
âWhat happened?â
âI apologize, Your Grace. The maids spoke out of turn.â
The maids spoke out of turnâŚ
Did the young lady figure something out?
After dismissing Sophia, Cassian reviewed the intelligence reports from his informants and organized the information.
He tied a note to a carrier pigeonâs leg and released it toward the imperial palace.
Only after confirming the bird had left the estate did he head toward the main building.
âDear.â
When he entered the office, Evelyn was sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed.
âEvelyn?â
âEvelyn? Where did the title go?â
Her sharp eyes shot at him immediately.
Her gaze coiled around him like a snake.
âOf course not. I just wanted to say your name.â
âHmph, I see.â
Cassian curved his eyes gently as he smiled.
Evelyn looked suspicious but decided to let it slide and sipped her tea.
This is my office. Why do I feel like Iâm the one being interrogated?
For some reason, Evelyn had taken over his office with the maids.
âSit, dear.â
âYes, wife.â
Anyone would think she owned the place.
Cassian sat across from her with a polite smile.
âWhat brings you here?â
âYou think I wouldnât come?â
Bang!
The moment he finished speaking, Evelyn slammed her teacup down.
Tea spilled onto the embroidered cloth on the table.
Neither of them cared about the stain.
After a tense silence, Evelyn asked slowly, as if suppressing anger.
âWhy did you hide it from me?â
So she found out already.
He had warned them repeatedly.
From her accusing gaze, Cassian was certain.
Her memory had returned.
Maybe thatâs for the best. This ridiculous farce can end sooner.
Now that she knew the truth, there was no point continuing the act.
âThe reason isâŚâ
Just as Cassian was about to reveal the truth, Evelyn blurted out something shocking.
âThey say the ducal house is poor!â
âPoor?â
It felt like heâd been hit over the head.
The House of Hetis, at the height of its prosperity, was poor?
A house that rivaled the imperial family in wealth?
âRose. Mary.â
To understand what was going on, Cassian called the maids.
They hiccupped in unison.
âHic!â
âDonât scold them.â
He tried to demand an explanation, but Evelyn cut him off.
So her memory hadnât returned.
The act could continue, but now he looked incompetent.
Does she think I canât even provide for my household?
He was too stunned to speak.
Before he could correct herâ
âSigh. I shouldâve realized sooner.â
Evelyn muttered to herself.
She recalled what the maids had told her earlier.
âHis Grace doesnât have time to stay at the estate because heâs out earning money!â
âWaaah! Yes, Madam! The ducal house is struggling financially!â
Only after hearing the truth did things click.
So thatâs why something felt off.
Even if his wife was bedridden, they were newlyweds.
There must have been a reason Cassian rarely visited.
After the maids spoke, a sudden headache struck, and information about the South flooded her mind.
The farmlands that burned years ago.
A trade business that abruptly collapsed.
Trade routes that seemed deliberately sabotaged.
The memories were vivid, as if she had lived them herself.
It was strange that she only recalled certain information, but she gained something valuable.
If Cassian is personally earning money, the ducal finances must be in serious trouble.
âEvelâ I mean, wife.â
âDid you eat?â
âNot yet.â
âI knew it! No matter how busy you are, you must eat properly. Mary, Rose. Go to the kitchen and prepare a meal.â
âYes, Madam!â
So he was neglecting his own meals while worrying about me.
He must have been exhausted, working to earn money while pretending everything was fine.
There must be other ways to generate income, butâ
My husband is too kind for his own good!
Well, what can I do? Iâll protect him.
âDear, donât worry. From now on, Iâll help you!â
Evelynâs sharp attitude flipped instantly.
She grabbed Cassianâs hand and smiled brightly, her eyes filled with blind affection.
Seeing that look made Cassian strangely uncomfortable.
He gently withdrew his hand and avoided her gaze.
âThank you for saying that.â
âNo, weâre husband and wife. We overcome hardships together!â
Overcome togetherâŚ
He had always handled everything alone.
Even knowing she was his enemyâs fiancĂŠe, her words strangely comforted him.
Just as his guard lowered slightlyâ
âBy the way, dear. Where are the account books?â






