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The Discarded Bride’s RemarriageーThe Icy Margrave Swears His Loveー – Chapter 3

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐥𝐨𝐞

Before we arrive at Heyerdahl, let me tell you a little about myself.

My name is Chloe. I come from the Count Maclouge family.

I was married into the Count Strelitzi family without even making my social debut.

This was because my father, Count Maclouge, had fallen ill with a terminal disease, and it was necessary to decide on a marriage partner quickly.

My husband, Count Stephan Strelitzi, was a man 20 years my senior, 34 years old at the time. Shortly after we became a married couple on paper, my father passed away.

After that, it was revealed that he had a 25-year-old mistress, Owenna, living in a separate house.

She was already pregnant with several children.

My mother-in-law said,

“I want to let my son do as he pleases, but I can’t leave the mistress in charge. In that regard, there’s no problem with Chloe-san’s family background. . . Are you worried because you have no experience? Don’t worry, I’ll train you properly as a mistress. For Chloe-san, who has no mother and no home to return to, this must be a dream come true, right?”

ーーIt seems my mother-in-law intended to use me like this from the start.

Having no home to return to, I had no choice but to accept everything.

The wedding ceremony was a simple affair with only those involved, and the person who stood in for my father was Simon, the butler who had served us since the days of the Count Maclouge family.

As for my husband.

On the eve of our wedding and on our wedding night.

He left me alone in the Count’s house and spent his time with his mistress.

After my father’s death, my brother Cerrado inherited only the title and wealth, and arranged for the land to be under the jurisdiction of the Count Strelitzi family, where I was to be married.

It is difficult enough for court magicians to manage territories as nobles, and the Count Maclouge territory has a magic stone mine, which is state property. “If the heir cannot manage the magic stone mine,” the transfer of land was smoothly accepted by the country, and it became the property of the Count Strelitzi family, where I was to be married.

My husband’s mistress, Owenna, lived in a separate house that was several times more magnificent and luxurious than the main house, had many children, and the beautiful ones were adopted by various noble families.

Since they are legally my and his children, the children of the mistress went to be adopted as children with the value of my family, the Maclouge family, and played an important role in connecting the Count Strelitzi and various noble families.

ーーIt’s ironic that I, who have never even held my husband’s hand in our white marriage, have become a mother of many children on paper.

I had always dreamed of becoming a “mother,” with the memory of my late mother in my heart.

For me, who has never been touched by my husband in our white marriage, Owenna was dazzling, hateful. . . and very enviable.

In the third year of our marriage, in the spring when I was 17, my father-in-law passed away.

With my husband’s permission, I built a school on the premises and started a charity activity to teach reading, writing, and handwriting to poor children in the territory who had no opportunity to learn.

My late parents were passionate about charity work for their subjects as a duty of nobility, so I wanted to be involved in charity work as much as possible, following in their footsteps.

Both my mother-in-law and my husband were disgusted with me, but I continued the school project, soothing them by saying, “This will also contribute to the reputation of the Strelitzi family.”

The only time I was truly happy was when I was interacting with the children.

In the fourth year of our marriage, during the winter when I was 18, my mother-in-law passed away.

Although our relationship as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was based solely on mutual interests, it was she who taught me the basics of household management as a lady of the house, as I had been married off while still young, without even making my debut in society. I was indeed indebted to herーーof course, she treated me as nothing more than a “decoration for her son” until the end.

I mourned her with gratitude for raising me as a “Countess.”

On the other hand, after the death of his mother, my husband, her beloved son, stopped coming anywhere but his mistress’s villa.

It seemed that to my husband, his mother was nothing more than a thorn in his side.

It’s pitiful that the mother-in-law, who did everything for her beloved son, no matter how she did it, ended up like this.

ーーAnd then.

This year, in the fifth year of our marriage, his mistress finally obtained the status of an adopted daughter of a certain Viscount family. With the backing of various noble families who owed her favors for adopting her, she, who had become an adopted daughter in her thirties, seemed to have decided to finally drive me out.

My husband told me he wanted a divorce while chewing his breakfast.

It was the morning after I turned 19. 


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