IELNDMH - Chapter 95 < A show Just for High Priest Diat >
I Ended Up Living Up Next Door With My Ex-Husband
“Lobelia Bart. Right?"
It was at that time that the High Priest Diat, who realized that he had flinched in front of her, blinked his eyes in embarrassment.
“Madame Bart is still so young and beautiful, but she can’t be left alone for the rest of her life, missing only Count Bart. As the landlady of the North, I can’t just watch that happen.”
“Yes, but...”
“So, I was curious about whether remarriage after widowhood is the same process as remarriage after general divorce.”
“...”
“I heard it takes up to a year to get permission from the Pope to remarry after divorce.”
Rebecca's tone became softer, but the thorns embedded in her were sharper than before.
And when she realized that the thorn was aimed at himself and no one else, High Priestess Diat's forehead began to wet with cold sweat.
“Oh, that’s... Remarriage after bereavement is different, Your Highness.”
“How is it different?”
“Because it was an unplanned separation, I felt pity for the person who remained alone and for their sorrow...”
"So?"
Rebecca lifted her chin as if asking him to say something.
The High Priest took out his handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his forehead, and finally opened his lips again.
“That is why the Vatican is recommending the early marriage of the remaining one...”
“Even if the person she remarries with has not been more than a year since the divorce?”
"Yes?"
“That’s right. If you want to remarry, the other person must also be widowed or divorced.”
"Alright...”
High Priest Diat dabbed his forehead again with his handkerchief.
“In that case, we give priority to the circumstances of the widowed person and allow them to remarry quickly...”
“Ah, I see?”
The corners of Rebecca's lips curved softly.
But at that moment, High Priest Diat could instinctively feel her anger lurking beneath her smiling face.
Her gaze suddenly turned to Cedric.
At the same time, Rebecca even wiped the fake smile from her face, revealing her irritated emotions.
Seeing her like that, Cedric blinked his eyes as if he was momentarily embarrassed, unlike him.
Cedric paused for a while and then slowly muttered.
“Ah, is this just the beginning?”
It was difficult for the High Priest Diat to understand her true meaning.
Eventually, he thought it was Cedric's words to himself, foreshadowing the start of a fight.
And just as expected, sparks soon began to fly between the two men and women.
It started with Cedric's somewhat awkward accusation.
“Rebecca, was there any reason to come all the way here where I am and ruin the mood?”
“...”
“You always try your best to mess up my mood. It's really amazing..."
However, his mouth immediately closed at Rebecca's single word.
"I beg your pardon?"
Of course, it was Cedric who always responded to Rebecca's nervous attitude with a sharp remark or cold silence.
But the silence now feels completely different from then.
“Try again, Cedric.”
Cedric seemed to be struggling to hold back his embarrassment at Rebecca's serious question.
Just as High Priest Diat had done in front of Rebecca a little while ago, he repeatedly passed the dry needle.
That wasn't the only thing that changed.
“So what I’m saying is, is there any need to make the guests you invited uncomfortable by bringing up the topic of bereavement or remarriage here?”
Previously, Cedric had never calmly explained the reasons for his criticism to Rebecca.
He just stared at Rebecca with cold eyes, as if looking at someone he couldn't communicate with, and then quickly left.
But now Cedric was talking more as if he were making excuses.
Of course, his tone was still cold, but it was a huge improvement compared to before.
Even High Priest Diat noticed the subtle change and tilted his head, but Rebecca seemed to get even more angry because of it.
The red eyes that were staring at Cedric soon flashed even colder.
“That’s right, being me, I came all this way to ruin your mood. Seeing you all alone without me.”
Rebecca paused for a moment before her eyes turned to Lobelia.
“...I feel irritated for some reason.”
She glared at Lobelia and even slightly bit her lower lip.
It was clear that Rebecca, the embodiment of jealousy, was triggered again by her obsession.
'Yes, this is the Twin's Grand Duchess.'
It was at that time that High Priest Diat let out a small sigh of relief and discomfort in the atmosphere, and he didn't know where it came from.
“After ruining your mood enough, I feel better.”
Rebecca sarcastically smiled and took a step behind her.
“Then I will leave now, so you can relax and laugh happily with the other women, Your Highness.”
“Rebecca...!”
Cedric shouted as if he could no longer bear the insult.
Because of this, everyone around them looked at each other and kept their mouths shut, but Rebecca just shrugged her shoulders with a nonchalant look on her face.
“I told you to do whatever you want, but I don’t know why you feel uncomfortable.”
Rebecca turned her back and muttered as she glanced at Cedric for a brief moment.
“Unlucky.”
Rebecca left the place immediately, leaving behind a message that was not to herself.
“Your Highness, are you okay?”
With a soft question, I felt someone's soft hand on my arm.
Suddenly, when I turned around, I saw a woman with a worried look on her face.
Did you say this woman's name was Lobelia?
Cedric recalled Rebecca's red lips as he called her name a moment ago.
Then, unconsciously, he withdrew his hold on Lobelia and fell into contemplation, or rather shock, again.
Even though he knew it was all an act, he couldn't resist the shock that was pressing heavily on his heart.
Cedric, who had been repeatedly repeating Rebecca's words that he was unlucky without realizing it, soon landed on High Priest Diat.
Unlike Cedric, he seemed quite satisfied with the current situation.
When Cesric saw him like that, he suddenly felt angry, but he tried to calm his anger by thinking that the strategy with Rebecca was working well.
This hilarious show that Rebecca and he created was just for High Priest Diat.
Rebecca laid the foundation for the water well, so he must at least finish it perfectly.
Bang!
There was a strong sense of wariness in Rebecca's red eyes.
Lately, she has always shown a benevolent side.
Inwardly, High Priest Diat thought that all of this would be her final struggle to change Cedric's mind.
When he first heard the rumor that the Grand Duchess had changed, he thought even the act would be useless.
The reason was that Cedric was such an idiot that he would fall for such poor acting.
Then, as time passed and he saw the two people in person, he realized that he had been thinking complacently.
It was because the way Cedric looked at her was quite different from before.
Although it was unpleasant for the Pope and himself, Rebecca's strategy seemed to be working.
But now, Rebecca was showing her wariness towards the woman standing next to Cedric, as if she had forgotten her grand plan.
‘Now she looks like the Rebecca Twins. Of course, she feels more polite than before.'
She had been hiding her true nature well until now, but it seemed she couldn't stand the sight of a beautiful woman by Cedric's side.
As if his thoughts were not entirely wrong, something else passed through Rebecca's eyes as she gazed at Lobelia.
“I am truly grateful that His Highness personally remembers me. Even though I haven't been able to attend banquets often due to circumstances..."
Lobelia looked extremely pitiful as she lowered her head with a bitter smile.
He didn't know if it was because of her lily-like appearance or the sadness of a woman who had just lost her husband.
Lobelia definitely had something about her that could shake the hearts of many men.
Even High Priestess Diat, who had sworn to be with God for the rest of his life, felt his heart flutter for a moment.
On the other hand, the heartless woman with red hair had a face without even the slightest emotion.
“Count Bart’s situation has become very unfortunate. I was worried that you must have been having a hard time..."
“...”
“Seeing as how you attended my banquet, I feel fortunate that you got up to speed sooner than I expected.”
She seemed soft-spoken, but she clearly had thorns inside.
He didn't know if it was because he understood what she meant, but sorrow once again washed over poor Lobelia's face.
“Of course, my heart still hurts when I think of Henry. He was a really good person...”
Lobelia, who was silent for a moment with her gaze dropped, shook her head and smiled bitterly as if trying to shake off her sadness.
“I didn’t think he wanted me to continue to be sad like this. So I finally mustered up the energy to attend this event.”
“...”
“I really don’t know how to express my gratitude to Her Highness for understanding my feelings and caring so much....”
Lobelia repeatedly bowed her head as if she was truly grateful for the Grand Duchess's kindness.
But Rebecca's eyes, as she stared at her, became more and more cold.
“High Priest Diat.”
Rebecca didn't even respond to Lobelia's words but turned her head straight toward High Priest Diat.
“How long does it take for a widowed person to receive permission from the Pope to remarry?”
There was a series of subtle disruptions in Rebecca's actions now, and her discomfort was clearly revealed in those disruptions.
“Why are you suddenly curious about that...?”
The corner of one of Rebecca's lips curled up in response to High Priest Diat's question.
“It seems that High Priest Diat will only answer the Grand Duchess’ question if there is a reason for it?”
He even felt a sense of intimidation when she asked that question, unable to understand her reasons.
Lately, she has always shown a benevolent side.
Inwardly, High Priest Diat thought that all of this would be her final struggle to change Cedric's mind.
When he first heard the rumor that the Grand Duchess had changed, he thought even the act would be useless.
The reason was that Cedric was such an idiot that he would fall for such poor acting.
Then, as time passed and he saw the two people in person, he realized that he had been thinking complacently.
It was because the way Cedric looked at her was quite different from before.
Although it was unpleasant for the Pope and himself, Rebecca's strategy seemed to be working.
But now, Rebecca was showing her wariness towards the woman standing next to Cedric, as if she had forgotten her grand plan.
‘Now she looks like the Rebecca Twins. Of course, she feels more polite than before.'
She had been hiding her true nature well until now, but it seemed she couldn't stand the sight of a beautiful woman by Cedric's side.
As if his thoughts were not entirely wrong, something else passed through Rebecca's eyes as she gazed at Lobelia.
“I am truly grateful that His Highness personally remembers me. Even though I haven't been able to attend banquets often due to circumstances..."
Lobelia looked extremely pitiful as she lowered her head with a bitter smile.
He didn't know if it was because of her lily-like appearance or the sadness of a woman who had just lost her husband.
Lobelia definitely had something about her that could shake the hearts of many men.
Even High Priestess Diat, who had sworn to be with God for the rest of his life, felt his heart flutter for a moment.
On the other hand, the heartless woman with red hair had a face without even the slightest emotion.
“Count Bart’s situation has become very unfortunate. I was worried that you must have been having a hard time..."
“...”
“Seeing as how you attended my banquet, I feel fortunate that you got up to speed sooner than I expected.”
She seemed soft-spoken, but she clearly had thorns inside.
He didn't know if it was because he understood what she meant, but sorrow once again washed over poor Lobelia's face.
“Of course, my heart still hurts when I think of Henry. He was a really good person...”
Lobelia, who was silent for a moment with her gaze dropped, shook her head and smiled bitterly as if trying to shake off her sadness.
“I didn’t think he wanted me to continue to be sad like this. So I finally mustered up the energy to attend this event.”
“...”
“I really don’t know how to express my gratitude to Her Highness for understanding my feelings and caring so much....”
Lobelia repeatedly bowed her head as if she was truly grateful for the Grand Duchess's kindness.
But Rebecca's eyes, as she stared at her, became more and more cold.
“High Priest Diat.”
Rebecca didn't even respond to Lobelia's words but turned her head straight toward High Priest Diat.
“How long does it take for a widowed person to receive permission from the Pope to remarry?”
There was a series of subtle disruptions in Rebecca's actions now, and her discomfort was clearly revealed in those disruptions.
“Why are you suddenly curious about that...?”
The corner of one of Rebecca's lips curled up in response to High Priest Diat's question.
“It seems that High Priest Diat will only answer the Grand Duchess’ question if there is a reason for it?”
He even felt a sense of intimidation when she asked that question, unable to understand her reasons.
It was at that time that the High Priest Diat, who realized that he had flinched in front of her, blinked his eyes in embarrassment.
“Madame Bart is still so young and beautiful, but she can’t be left alone for the rest of her life, missing only Count Bart. As the landlady of the North, I can’t just watch that happen.”
“Yes, but...”
“So, I was curious about whether remarriage after widowhood is the same process as remarriage after general divorce.”
“...”
“I heard it takes up to a year to get permission from the Pope to remarry after divorce.”
Rebecca's tone became softer, but the thorns embedded in her were sharper than before.
And when she realized that the thorn was aimed at himself and no one else, High Priestess Diat's forehead began to wet with cold sweat.
“Oh, that’s... Remarriage after bereavement is different, Your Highness.”
“How is it different?”
“Because it was an unplanned separation, I felt pity for the person who remained alone and for their sorrow...”
"So?"
Rebecca lifted her chin as if asking him to say something.
The High Priest took out his handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his forehead, and finally opened his lips again.
“That is why the Vatican is recommending the early marriage of the remaining one...”
“Even if the person she remarries with has not been more than a year since the divorce?”
"Yes?"
“That’s right. If you want to remarry, the other person must also be widowed or divorced.”
"Alright...”
High Priest Diat dabbed his forehead again with his handkerchief.
“In that case, we give priority to the circumstances of the widowed person and allow them to remarry quickly...”
“Ah, I see?”
The corners of Rebecca's lips curved softly.
But at that moment, High Priest Diat could instinctively feel her anger lurking beneath her smiling face.
Her gaze suddenly turned to Cedric.
At the same time, Rebecca even wiped the fake smile from her face, revealing her irritated emotions.
Seeing her like that, Cedric blinked his eyes as if he was momentarily embarrassed, unlike him.
Cedric paused for a while and then slowly muttered.
“Ah, is this just the beginning?”
It was difficult for the High Priest Diat to understand her true meaning.
Eventually, he thought it was Cedric's words to himself, foreshadowing the start of a fight.
And just as expected, sparks soon began to fly between the two men and women.
It started with Cedric's somewhat awkward accusation.
“Rebecca, was there any reason to come all the way here where I am and ruin the mood?”
“...”
“You always try your best to mess up my mood. It's really amazing..."
However, his mouth immediately closed at Rebecca's single word.
"I beg your pardon?"
Of course, it was Cedric who always responded to Rebecca's nervous attitude with a sharp remark or cold silence.
But the silence now feels completely different from then.
“Try again, Cedric.”
Cedric seemed to be struggling to hold back his embarrassment at Rebecca's serious question.
Just as High Priest Diat had done in front of Rebecca a little while ago, he repeatedly passed the dry needle.
That wasn't the only thing that changed.
“So what I’m saying is, is there any need to make the guests you invited uncomfortable by bringing up the topic of bereavement or remarriage here?”
Previously, Cedric had never calmly explained the reasons for his criticism to Rebecca.
He just stared at Rebecca with cold eyes, as if looking at someone he couldn't communicate with, and then quickly left.
But now Cedric was talking more as if he were making excuses.
Of course, his tone was still cold, but it was a huge improvement compared to before.
Even High Priest Diat noticed the subtle change and tilted his head, but Rebecca seemed to get even more angry because of it.
The red eyes that were staring at Cedric soon flashed even colder.
“That’s right, being me, I came all this way to ruin your mood. Seeing you all alone without me.”
Rebecca paused for a moment before her eyes turned to Lobelia.
“...I feel irritated for some reason.”
She glared at Lobelia and even slightly bit her lower lip.
It was clear that Rebecca, the embodiment of jealousy, was triggered again by her obsession.
'Yes, this is the Twin's Grand Duchess.'
It was at that time that High Priest Diat let out a small sigh of relief and discomfort in the atmosphere, and he didn't know where it came from.
“After ruining your mood enough, I feel better.”
Rebecca sarcastically smiled and took a step behind her.
“Then I will leave now, so you can relax and laugh happily with the other women, Your Highness.”
“Rebecca...!”
Cedric shouted as if he could no longer bear the insult.
Because of this, everyone around them looked at each other and kept their mouths shut, but Rebecca just shrugged her shoulders with a nonchalant look on her face.
“I told you to do whatever you want, but I don’t know why you feel uncomfortable.”
Rebecca turned her back and muttered as she glanced at Cedric for a brief moment.
“Unlucky.”
Rebecca left the place immediately, leaving behind a message that was not to herself.
***
“Your Highness, are you okay?”
With a soft question, I felt someone's soft hand on my arm.
Suddenly, when I turned around, I saw a woman with a worried look on her face.
Did you say this woman's name was Lobelia?
Cedric recalled Rebecca's red lips as he called her name a moment ago.
Then, unconsciously, he withdrew his hold on Lobelia and fell into contemplation, or rather shock, again.
Even though he knew it was all an act, he couldn't resist the shock that was pressing heavily on his heart.
Cedric, who had been repeatedly repeating Rebecca's words that he was unlucky without realizing it, soon landed on High Priest Diat.
Unlike Cedric, he seemed quite satisfied with the current situation.
When Cesric saw him like that, he suddenly felt angry, but he tried to calm his anger by thinking that the strategy with Rebecca was working well.
This hilarious show that Rebecca and he created was just for High Priest Diat.
Rebecca laid the foundation for the water well, so he must at least finish it perfectly.
Bang!
Cedric roughly set down the champagne glass on the table and ground his teeth in pride.
“...I just can’t stand it.”
And then he walked straight up the stairs Rebecca had climbed.
When he was about halfway up the stairs, he looked at the atmosphere of the banquet hall and everyone seemed to have sensed that the fight between the Grand Duke and his wife had begun in earnest.
It was the same for High Priest Diat, and he even nodded his head, exhaling a long breath as if he was relieved.
Cedric sneered slightly as he looked at him.
'You idiot.'
He chases after them for hundreds of days, saying he will keep an eye on them, but he makes no fuss the whole time and ends up being deceived in the end.
At that point, he felt sorry for the naivety of a priest.
'No, maybe I should be grateful instead.'
Cedric's eyebrows arched leisurely.
Thanks to that unexpected innocence, he felt good again because he was finally able to spend alone time with Rebecca.
All that matters now is that the time has come when he can be alone with Rebecca.
Cedric whistled without realizing it and accelerated his steps towards his lover.
“...I just can’t stand it.”
And then he walked straight up the stairs Rebecca had climbed.
When he was about halfway up the stairs, he looked at the atmosphere of the banquet hall and everyone seemed to have sensed that the fight between the Grand Duke and his wife had begun in earnest.
It was the same for High Priest Diat, and he even nodded his head, exhaling a long breath as if he was relieved.
Cedric sneered slightly as he looked at him.
'You idiot.'
He chases after them for hundreds of days, saying he will keep an eye on them, but he makes no fuss the whole time and ends up being deceived in the end.
At that point, he felt sorry for the naivety of a priest.
'No, maybe I should be grateful instead.'
Cedric's eyebrows arched leisurely.
Thanks to that unexpected innocence, he felt good again because he was finally able to spend alone time with Rebecca.
All that matters now is that the time has come when he can be alone with Rebecca.
Cedric whistled without realizing it and accelerated his steps towards his lover.
Sorry bro but the snger wss real not acting u better becready to coax her
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