The Three Are Living A Married Life — Chapter 8. Anger (8)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Eyljee
“Did something happen?”
“Oh, I made you some ginger tea. You like to drink ginger tea when you’re sick.”
“You could’ve just brought it to my room.”
“I left it there when I went out to look for you so you could drink it while it’s hot.”
“…It’s okay, thank you.”
Rihanna responded briefly, and intended to head directly to her room.
A few steps after passing by Lisbeth’s side, Rihanna stopped.
Then, in a low voice, she mentioned her sister’s name.
Hearing her name, Lisbeth reflexively turned around. Rihanna also turned around and looked at her sister.
‘Is that innocent-faced woman really my husband’s secret mistress?’
Rihanna was confused for a moment. However, she didn’t show it, and only smiled slightly.
“That necklace is very beautiful.”
“Ah, the necklace.”
Lisbeth unconsciously fiddled her necklace.
Rihanna asked, staring at her.
“Have you really just been hanging out with some young guy?”
“The necklace looks pretty expensive.”
Rihanna pointed to Lisbeth’s necklace and said.
“I think both of you have a pretty deep relationship for him to buy you expensive jewelry.”
“But, why must you keep it a secret? It’s pitiful.”
“It’s still a secret. I’ll introduce you to him at some point.”
Lisbeth added with a look of shame on her face.
“At the moment, I still feel a little embarrassed.”
Rihanna asked curiously.
“Is it someone I know?”
Lisbeth responded with a smile.
“Maybe. There’s no one you don’t know from high society.”
“Yes, you’re right.”
Rihanna laughed softly.
“If he belongs to high society, I must know that person.”
“I’ll be looking forward to meeting him. You have an eye for men, sister.”
“You’d probably be surprised if you knew.”
“Is he such a pleasant man? Now that I’ve heard that, I’m more enthusiastic with the idea of meeting him.”
After laughing briefly, Rihanna turned around and went to her room.
With her back to Lisbeth, Rihanna’s expression changed. She no longer looked so affectionate.
Finally, that night, Rihanna had to sleep alone.
She did not feel aggrieved, sad or upset. The trust she had in her husband had been broken, like a crack in a pottery. Under the circumstances, she wanted to avoid having conjugal relations with her husband.
After tossing and turning in bed for a while, Rihanna fell asleep.
When she woke up, she looked at her watch. It was 2 a.m. Feeling thirsty, she was about to call the maid as usual, but suddenly she was curious.
‘What is George doing right now?’
She would never have thought of it normally. However, because of the situation, she came up with a horrible hypothesis. Perhaps the two of them were meeting while she was sleeping. It seemed quite possible. Because her room was on the second floor of the mansion, George is only one level above while Lisbeth stays on the fourth floor. During late nights, they could meet secretly without being caught, as long as they avoid other people’s glances and suppress the noise of their footsteps.
‘…No way. It can’t be’.
Rihanna at first thought this was a ridiculous assumption. However, her expression soon became rigid.
‘Did everything I experienced yesterday make sense?’
With those thoughts, Rihanna took action. She quickly got to her feet. And without a shawl, she went out in silence. If they were acting in secret, she should do the same.
As it is already late at night, there was not a single employee in the corridors. Rihanna headed for the stairs, keeping her steps silent. When she reached George’s bedroom, Rihanna glued herself to the wall and examined the door to check if there was any opening that would allow her to look inside.
However, she soon realized that her effort was futile and walked away from the wall. No light was leaking from the door. Of course, she couldn’t know what was going on behind the door, but she couldn’t get in.
Suddenly, Rihanna felt so pathetic that she couldn’t stand it.
‘… Let’s go back’.
What the hell was she doing on the night of her wedding anniversary? She felt like she was falling into an endless pit of misery. At that moment, Rihanna was about to silently descend to the second floor.
Her gaze turned to the fourth floor as if drawn by a magnet.
‘I feel like I shouldn’t do it, but I want to get up those stairs. No, I have to go up’.
After reflecting on the matter briefly, Rihanna turned around and went up to the fourth floor. She walked without stepping on her heels, almost eliminating any sound.
When she finally arrived at Lisbeth’s room on the fourth floor, Rihanna hesitated a bit, but repeated her previous behavior. However, the door had no opening that allowed her to look inside.
Rihanna bit her lip and walked away from the wall.
‘You’re crazy, Rihanna’.
Then, when Rihanna was about to leave the place quickly because of the feeling of shame.
It was a little sob. The disturbing sound froze Rihanna instantly.
‘I heard it wrong…’
But even before she finished thinking about it, she heard another sound. Unconsciously, Rihanna reached her ear to the door, and clearly heard the sounds coming from inside. At first she thought she misheard it, but now it sounded so clear and sharp that she could no longer hesitate.