Why are you obsessed with your fake wife? - Chapter 55-1

Outside the inner castle, the first district.

It was the place where officials managing the access to the castle, peerage of aristocrats, and relatives of Winterfell lived.

The largest of the houses belonged to Baron Greenwood… More strictly speaking, it belonged to Baroness Greenwood.

Baron Greenwood was no longer of this world.

Even though the original owner died a long time ago, there was no sign of rundown in the large mansion.

It became the responsibility of the old woman to manage the mansion after her husband’s death.

Mrs. Grace, Glenn’s aunt, who was the new owner of the mansion and also the elder of Winterfell family, was now secretly confined in her study.

In other words, she was listening to information her servant brought himself in a place where there were no ears.

“Did he really say that?”

Mrs. Grace’s upper body leaned slightly forward. The information she heard must be a testament to the interest she had.

“Yes, our informant heard it clearly while passing by the training ground. If he were to be a lover with Balazit’s daughter, he would not be able to go to the afterlife and see his mother’s face.”

“I see….”

In the process of delivering the words, a little exaggeration was created, but the essence did not change anyway.

‘No matter how he looked completely captivated by the girl, time will do its wonders.’

Originally, the flames of doubt were bound to start with the slightest thing.

Who knew it would be about the death of a dear parent?

The seed of doubt was so much that it overflew.

At last, there seemed to be hope of returning her power structure within the family to its original state.

A slight smile formed on the old lady’s face.

The sensible servant did not miss the smile on his master’s face.

In order to lift the spirits of his master, who had recently been low, he began to whisper pleasant words.

“You are the elder and Marquis’s blood. The blood of the enemy and the blood of the unknown commoner mixed in half, couldn’t even be compared to you.”

“You are right. I’m Winterfell’s elder.”

Could this be the reason why Glenn couldn’t cut me even though he was annoyed by my intervention?

The loyal servant decided to entertain her more while he was at it.

“Marquis is too much. He has been leaving the housework to you, and he turned away as soon as he got a wife!”

“He is just fascinated by her appearance. Young men these days……. They are so simple and so stupid.”

“Madam, are you really going to let this go like this? Do we have to wait and see the great Winterfell family being played in Balazit’s hands?”

“Don’t worry. I have an idea.”

Although Nadia had the support of the family head and the vassals, with Grace’s influence who had managed the family’s internal affairs for the past few years, did not disappear overnight.

Of course, Nadia must be guessing that some of the servants were Grace’s eyes and ears.

‘But she can’t tell who is my person among them.’

Nadia couldn’t interrogate the servants without any ground.

If she did such a thing, the reputation she had accumulated would disappear in a flash of moment.

Nadia would have no choice but to watch even though she knew it.

“Just wait. Don’t act yourself until I give you the next instruction.”

“Of course.”

After Mrs. Grace said so, she got up from her seat and approached the drawers.

She wrote a message on a piece of paper taken out of the drawer. Then she handed it to the servant and said.

“Tell this to our informant. Of course, they should burn it as soon as they check the contents.”

* * *

The day’s work of the maids ended when their master went to bed.

Lisa, Aidyn, and Yuri, the three maids, could only return to their quarters after they had confirmed that the light in their lady’s bedroom was off.

“Ha-am, I’m so sleepy. Come on, let’s go to bed, too.”

“Is there any water left in the bathroom? I’d like to take a shower.”

“Just sleep, wake up, and wash up tomorrow morning…. What’s up, Aidyn? Where are you going?”

Lisa, who was stretching her arms, asked in a puzzled voice.

Aidyn, one of her close workers, was walking in the opposite direction to the accommodation they used.

“That’s the other way.”

“Ah… I’m a little hungry. I’m going to the kitchen and ask if there’s any leftovers.”

“What kind of late-night snack is there at this hour? Let’s just go.”

“I’m so hungry I don’t think I can sleep. You guys go in first. I’ll be careful not to wake you up.”

“If you eat a lot at night, you’ll gain weight. Anyway, come back quickly.”

“I will.”

It was common to distribute leftover food from the kitchen to servants. Lisa and Yuri turned away without much doubt.

“Phew….”

Aidyn, who breathed a sigh of relief, began to walk with the sound of silent footsteps.

She pretended to head in the direction of the kitchen and turned the other way again, toward a back door leading to the back.

There were few people walking around in the hallway of the castle at night.

Even so, it was not unusual for a maid close to the Marchioness to wander around the castle, so no one would pay attention to her.