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Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief.
After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen.
Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere.
After all, from the moment they met when she was ten,
The affectionate man had always treated her like a child.
 
“I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.”
 
For so long, her love for him was unrequited.
She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction.
 
Was it because of the long war?
 
The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed.
His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar.
 
“This should only be done with someone you love!”
 
“You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.”
 
Eileen was intrigued by this change.
 
And yet, the closer she became with Cesare…
She discovered things that defied reason or logic.
 
Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after.
 
“I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.”
 
Everything he did was for her.
 
He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

Wicked Husband

Cesare stood at a respectful distance, ensuring that Eileen and her father were within view but out of earshot, and began conversing with Diego.

Eileen turned awkwardly to her father. It had been a week since she had last seen him, right after the wedding. Although the time apart wasn't long, it felt as if several months had passed.

Before Eileen could finish her sentence, her father leaned in, whispering urgently.

Eileen blinked, startled by the unexpected plea. Her father, wiping cold sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, stared at her with wide, distressed eyes.

"Yes! I'm at a ranch right now, milking cows!"

chapter 74