Side Story 4.3 - DAILY LIFE OF THE DUCAL COUPLE(3) (1/2)
DAILY LIFE OF THE DUCAL COUPLE(3)
T/N: Warning: From now on, 90% of this side-story is smut. I apologize in advance if you cringe. As always, I have tried my best to make it ‘flow’ as smoothly as possible.
The bundle of letters in the tray that Jerome brought in was thinner than usual. Suspicious, Lucia asked:
“Jerome, is this all?”
“Yes, Milady. These are the ones that arrived this morning.”
“What about yesterday’s? There was none that came yesterday?”
“The ones from yesterday…”
Jerome dragged out his sentence as he remembered the events from yesterday.
After receiving a sudden summon from his master, Jerome went to his master’s office and was given an order from his master.
[The invitations for my wife. Bring them all to me.]
Since none of the mail that came yesterday was a personal letter for the Madam, Jerome didn’t see any need to worry and took everything to his master’s office. When he entered inside, he found his master standing by the blazing fireplace even though the weather wasn’t that cold.
His master held out his hand, as if asking him to bring it over. Somehow, Jerome felt like he could see the fate of the mails and hesitated. Once he handed over the mails, his master poured all of them into the fireplace with no hesitation.
Jerome blankly watched as the letters became triggers for the fire and turned into black ashes. For a while, he stood like his spirit had left his body then he glanced at his master, but his master’s expression was so scary that he withdrew without saying anything.
“Master has burned them.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
Jerome cleared his throat softly and advised his Madam.
“Milady, it seems Master is a little upset. Lately, Milady has been continuously going to sleep first so…”
Lucia’s face flared with heat.
This husband of hers, seriously! She felt too embarrassed to look at the butler’s face.
“Milady, it seems you’ve had a lot of outdoor events for several days now. What do you think about taking a rest today?”
“The appointments I’ve already made…”
“An appointment can be broken in the event of an inevitability.”
As the butler of this house, it was Jerome’s duty to keep the peace of the house.
“…All right. I’ll leave it to you to your discretion.”
“Yes, Milady.”
Lucia was speechless because her husband’s actions were so childish. She laughed in disbelief a few times to herself, then later, she chuckled because he was cute.
‘I suppose a little relaxing will be good?’
As she wondered how to pacify him, she suddenly remembered the gift she had gotten from Katherine. She had taken it but was too embarrassed afterwards, so she didn’t take another look at it. She brought out the box that she had shoved deep inside her drawer.
Lucia stared at the box then she opened the cover in a very careful manner. As soon as she saw the white lingerie in the box, she frowned and carefully examined it, then she brought it out and flipped it back and forth.
Lucia looked around the room to check despite it being empty. She felt anxious and locked the door, even though no one would dare come in without her permission. Then she took off all her clothes and stood in front of the mirror, wearing only the indecent underwear.
‘My god.’
Her face flushed bright red. She couldn’t bear to open her eyes in front of the mirror. But interestingly enough, humans had great adaptability. Lucia looked at herself in the mirror, mumbling about its indecency but after a while, she was looking at the fit of the underwear.
‘I think it’s a little big.’
It was an underwear made to fit Katherine’s body type, so it wasn’t exactly Lucia’s size. A slightly smaller size would suit perfectly and look lovely.
She thought it over, then took it off and changed back into her clothes. The underwear was put back into the box and shoved deep inside her dresser drawer again. And she prepared to go out. Her destination: Antoine’s boutique.
* * *
As he came out of the bathroom, Hugo found his bedroom door wide open from the receiving room. His bedroom door was always closed because he usually never went there. Usually, when he finished his bath, he went straight from the receiving room to his wife’s bedroom.
Feeling puzzled, Hugo went into his bedroom and immediately sensed that there was a person on the bed. Faced with his wife, who was wrapped up in rolls of the blanket with only her head sticking out and a faint smile on her face, he couldn’t help but also smile. He immediately went up to the bed, sat down and neatened his wife’s hair which was scattered as she lay on the sheet.
“And here I thought you were sleeping.”
“Why are you so late?”
Lucia grumbled. He was much later than he said he would be today. She pretended to be asleep and didn’t go out to meet him. And while he was washing up, she snuck into his bedroom.
“Something suddenly came up.”
His fingers paused for a moment before sweeping away the baby hair that fell on her forehead. The sight of his wife’s round forehead was so cute that he unknowingly smiled. Seeing her wrapped up tight in the blanket, he asked:
“Are you cold?”
“…I think it’s a little chilly here.”