As Violet opened the window to look outside, her eyes landed on the watch on her husband's wrist.
"I really didn't solve it, watch."
Hayel, who was checking the documents without even a moment's rest due to Violet muttering to herself, responded.
"He was very pampered. He tends to get bored with old things."
"I'm glad."
Violet smiled a little without realizing it.
After that, she looked at the watch for a while.
***
Winter, who opened his eyes with his wife's body in bed, frowned at the shivering feeling inside his body.
"Damn, I can't see you healthy for a day. Even if you change doctors, you're still a quack."
He got up and looked in the mirror, losing his temper. Violet was wearing a dark yellow dress suitable for the end of summer.
Still, she wore pretty bright clothes today.
Winter admired his wife's face for a moment and then began searching around the seat.
He didn't know if there would be any clues left about his body changing. It was so unfair that his body was changing because of his bloodline and he didn't know how to do it, so much so that he couldn't bear it.
Searching everywhere, he found a bottle of medicine lying under the bed.
The bottle said it was a pain reliever.
"Is it medicine for menstrual pain?"
As Winter was talking to himself, Jen came in and quickly grabbed the medicine bottle. She jumped up and down when she saw the empty bottle.
"Little Madame! Have you taken any painkillers again? I told you that taking too much medicine is bad for your health!"
"..."
If it weren't for the nagging worry about his wife, he would have already gotten so angry that he would have thrown something.
***
After a while, Winter arrived at the Blooming Mansion.
When he got off at the tea party venue, there was food on a long table covered with a light pink tablecloth, and elegantly dressed guests were standing here and there.
On one side, singers singing to celebrate the resumption of the tea party were creating a spectacle.
At that time, Catherine, who had been welcoming the guests warmly, hurried over and held her daughter-in-law's hand tightly.
"Violet, are you feeling better now?"
"Yes? Ah, yes...."
What if Violet is not in a good mood, he was a little worried, and after answering appropriately, Catherine took him to the table and said,
"I heard it from Winter. He said you were so upset... How sorry I was."
"I see."
Winter was embarrassed to receive an apology from Violet, so he passed it off and looked back at the tea party. At that time, a man passing by spoke to him.
"Princess, you look amazing today."
Winter thought it was a compliment and was about to reply when Catherine gently wrapped her arms around her daughter-in-law and said.
"Now don't criticize Violet too much. Isn't there a statute of limitations for all sins?"
Wasn't that a compliment? Winter paused, but the man continued.
"You always protect her like this. Don't you think she's still a Princess?"
Winter, who would not have known if it weren't for Catherine, said in a questioning tone.
"Why do you keep talking to a married woman?"
"Well, that's it, Princess..."
"Oh my god, how rude."
If it were Violet, no matter what she said, she would definitely be considered rude. When Winter thought freely and looked at him with a straight face, the man flinched and covered his mouth. Anyway, it was a world full of unbelievable people. Winter walked among the people.
He knew that Violet didn't have any friends here, so he planned to make friends by sharing some advanced information while he was there.
Winter had a tight grip on the local commercial area, so familiar faces were rarely seen here.
"That's why they say a lot of stores will be built near the entrance to Leon Road." What will go into the second building?"
People he had met on business a few times were talking about the building that Winter owned. Winter Immediately joined in and said.
"I heard a theater company is opening."
Then the woman next to him asked.
"How do you know?"
"My husband told me."
"Oh my, is that so?"
"Ask something else. I'm going to give you some valuable information today."
Winter, who had unconsciously put his thumb and index finger in a circle to represent money, turned away as he belatedly remembered that his wife would never do something like this. As if they had been waiting, people started asking various questions.
"Lord Winter said he called all the merchants in the downtown area not long ago. Is this true?"
"Why is he calling everyone? He only called high-end stores."
"Uh, anyway, you called them, right?"
"Rumors move so quickly."
As he said, word spread quickly. People listened intently to hear the profitable information that Winter Blooming's wife shared.
At that time, he heard a small commotion and turned around to see a noble lady struggling with food spilling on her clothes. As Winter turned his head without much interest, the woman in front of him spoke.
"Now that Lord Winter has forgiven her, the victim has changed. In the meantime."
Winter, with a crumpled expression, looked back again, wondering what he meant by the word forgiveness.
The noble lady, who was looking at her clothes blankly, stood under the shade of the tree like a guilty person. Winter asked.
"Why is that person there?"
"Don't worry. How much that man had tormented her wife. It's a blessing to be self-employed."
Then the people next to him chimed in.
Perhaps because they thought that the relationship between Winter and Violet had improved, the quick-witted nobles offered apologies and excuses for what had happened. Although he didn't know the details, he could only tell that Violet was a sinner who could not be forgiven by her husband and that she suffered from harassment and criticism if she did not dress darkly and plainly in keeping with the theme.
"Can't you come with me at last once? You just need to do it once."
"You don't have to do anything. You just need to let me know you're here."
Violet always asked him with a gentle expression and tone of voice.
Later, she got angry and begged and took a strong stance, but Winter did not listen to his wife's request until the day his body changed.
Winter, who had resented her blood all her life, had never been more grateful for it than he was these days.
If their body hadn't changed, he would still be prioritizing work.
***
When it was time for Violet to arrive, Winter stood anxiously where the carriage stopped. There were so many things he wanted to ask her.
He wanted to know more about the parties so far. He was curious about what it was like during that time.
While he was anxious, his younger brother Diev came up to him.
"Violet, what are you doing here?"
Winter looked back at him angrily.
"Wait for my husband."
Diev spoke as if he felt sorry for those words.
"He's never been here before."
"He comes today."
"Violet."
Diev sighed softly.
"Stop waiting for people who won't come and rely on me."
"...Why do I rely on you?"
It was so absurd that he suddenly burst out in informal language. But Diev didn't care and answered.
"How long will you be lonely like this?"
"The reason I don't have any friends right now is because I've shunned the world..."
"Stop being stubborn, Violet."
Diev naturally wrapped his hand around his sister-in-law's shoulder.
Winter frowned at his actions and roughly pushed Diev. Then Diev laughed as if it was funny. Winter stopped at that laugh. Diev reacted as if he was used to Violet pushing him away.
Winter felt his blood rushing to his stomach.
At that time, the sound of a carriage was heard from afar. When Diev saw his brother getting out to look at the carriage, he flinched and quickly walked away.
As Winter ran straight to the carriage, Violet took a step back in surprise.
"When your body touches it, it changes again."
"At Cantus Monastery, you just cling to me and nag my every move. Right now, there are more urgent matters than the winery."
"What's urgent?"
"Introduction. You said it would be good to introduce your husband to other people. Do it again today."
Winter said and hugged her tightly. In that state, the bodies of the two people changed. She asked worriedly when Winter didn't let go of her after that.
"Has something bad happened?"
"...Did that bastard keep talking like that?"
"..."
"I'll handle it."
He muttered, unable to let go of Violet for a while. Violet, who was shocked and unable to move at first, raised her hand and gently patted Winter's back. After a while, Winter let go of Violet and said.
"You have a lot of fever."
"A little from last night."
"I need to change that damn doctor. Does it make sense to get sick like this so often?"
"But my headaches got much better after Beryl became my doctor? I guess the medicine is good."
Winter didn't say much today. Violet felt sorry for leaving him alone at the tea party, so she looked at Winter and spoke.
"Thank you for coming today, really."
"...Huh."
At that time, Catherine approached her with a friendly face.
"Oh. What's the time, Winter?"
"My wife said there was someone she didn't like, so I came to find out who it was."
When he spoke as if he was going to fight immediately, as if asking when he had been depressed, Violet was startled and pulled Winter's arm.
"When did I say that?"
"I hear it from your heart."
"It's far-fetched."
"Didn't you know that I was always very pushy?"
Winter crumpled his hands into his pockets, frowned, and looked at the people.
Although Violet was worried, she felt a tickle in her heart. She thought it would be good for her if her husband came, but she didn't expect it to be so reassuring.
It would have been better if he had come before she started thinking about death, but she thought it was still not too late.
Still, Violet, who was worried that Winter would lose his temper too much and started walking after him, stopped when she suddenly felt upset.
She's been feeling nauseous ever since the doctor recently changed her medication, but this was the first time she's felt sick to her stomach in such a serious way.
Violet stopped and calculated the date just in case.
It's only been a week since she last slept with Winter last Sunday.
Even if she was pregnant, she didn't think she would have any symptoms. It's probably an aftereffect of changing her body.
"That can't be possible."
She tried to console herself by talking to herself, but it was inevitable that she kept relying on that little hope.
As her relationship with Winter grew closer, Violet often found herself imagining how she would confess to her husband if she happened to have a child.
If she had a child in her stomach, she probably wouldn't be able to take poison herself.
It wasn't possible, but she thought it would be better not to drink alcohol if possible.
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