“A gentleman in bed but a terrible marriage partner. A rich, capable, handsome, and promiscuous trash. The black sheep of the Telloien family—Herman Telloien.”
“I’ll do it.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Esina Rehier.”
“You said you needed one. A woman who’s unladylike, utterly wicked.”
“…….”
“A woman so vile that your family would disown you just for bringing her home—someone cruel, lazy, vain, greedy for wealth, who tosses a wife’s duties into the trash……”
And yet, despite knowing exactly what he was, she chose to marry him.
“That kind of wicked wife.”
“…….”
“Then marry me. I’ve liked Herman for a long time.”
Esina Rehier.
“Don’t expect me to change just because we’re married.”
“…….”
“If you really want to marry me, kill whatever feelings you have for me.”
“I’ll kill them.”
“…….”
“I won’t chain you down. That’s my way of loving you.”
Esina was satisfied with that.
This marriage was exactly what she had dreamed of, and Herman was the finest piece of trash among all the trash she could have chosen. So how could she possibly have any complaints?
“Liar.”
“…….”
“You say you love me, Esina.”
But unexpectedly, it seemed the promiscuous trash in question was the one with complaints.
