The Cold-Hearted Grand Duke Obsesses Over Me After My Death - Chapter 28

Episode 28. Divorce Contract

“Eddie, rewrite the document.”

“Yes? Which part, Your Highness?”

“The mansion in the capital is missing.” Louid handed the document back to Eddie.

Eddie took the document again. “Ah… yes. I’ll rewrite it right away.”

“No, I told you I’m fine with it.”

Emilia looked regretfully at the document that had passed into Eddie’s hands. She hadn’t wanted to receive property or anything else from Louid, yet for it to be snatched away right before she signed—it made her anxious he might change his mind.

“It’s not fine. You’re giving up not only the position of Grand Duchess but also the seat of the future Empress, aren’t you?”

“This is what I wanted. Excessive alimony feels burdensome.”

“It’s not excessive at all.”

“……”

A short while later, Louid looked at the rewritten document and said cash compensation was missing, ordering Eddie to add one hundred million gold in cash. After several revisions, Emilia was finally able to sign.

‘Phew, I survived.’

Once she finished signing, it felt as though a heavy weight had been lifted from her chest. At last, she was free from the hands of Duke Berthe. Remembering the long years she had spent locked in the tower, her eyes grew moist.

“Thank you, Louid.”

At her words, Louid shrugged his shoulders. “I should be the one to thank you. If you ever face difficulties, come to me. Even if we… live separately.”

Though he had successfully rid himself of Duke Berthe’s granddaughter without incident, for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to say aloud that they would part ways.

“Yes.”

When she answered, Louid signed without hesitation.

They decided each would keep a copy of the contract. Emilia smiled in relief as she sipped her tea. The raspberry cake was sweet and delicious.

Louid silently watched Emilia, who couldn’t hide her happiness. She was as delighted as a child receiving a gift.

‘Is divorcing me something to be so happy about?’

Though he had once planned to torment and then discard Duke Berthe’s granddaughter, Louid couldn’t help but feel displeased.

Thinking about it, it was as if he had been divorced as soon as he married.

They had reunited only briefly after his monster subjugation. This was truly a lightning-fast divorce.

‘Was she angry because I left the day after the wedding without a word? Or because she had to come to the North on her own?’

He heard that the Duke’s knights who escorted her to the castle hadn’t stayed even a day and immediately returned. When he came back a month later, he ignored his collapsed wife.

‘Hmm… I suppose she had reason to feel resentful.’

But to decide on divorce so easily? Louid couldn’t understand Emilia, who so readily abandoned the position of Grand Duchess—the very position many women of the empire dreamed of—and even the seat of the future empress.

“Well then, I’ll take my leave.”

Oblivious to Louid’s swirling thoughts, Emilia happily finished her raspberry cake and rose with a bright face.

“……”

Even as she bid him farewell, Louid only looked at her with a stern expression, silent.

After Emilia left, he sat at his desk and tried to return to his duties, but his concentration was already broken. Only stray thoughts circled endlessly in his mind.

‘What is this?’

The situation of being divorced in the blink of an eye felt absurd. And Emilia’s joy over the divorce annoyed him even more.

That afternoon, Eddie came to the east annex.

He handed a copy of the divorce contract to Emilia. “Your Highness, here is the contract you signed. Please keep it safe.”

“Thank you.”

Emilia joyfully tucked the document deep into her wardrobe. Later, when Eddie reported that Her Highness had been pleased, Louid’s mood only worsened.

That evening.

After bathing, Louid sat in a chair in his room, brooding.

There’s no way I want Emilia. I shouldn’t go tonight.

But his body betrayed him. Just thinking of Emilia made it stand rigidly upright, dripping with fluid.

“Tsk.”

Louid clicked his tongue as he looked down between his legs in displeasure. But his resolve quickly crumbled.

‘If midnight passes, it won’t be today anymore.’

When the clock struck midnight, the muscular man in his robe entered the annex bedroom.

Emilia thought Louid wouldn’t come tonight and lay in bed sleeping.

‘She doesn’t wait anymore.’

Louid stood tall at the foot of the bed and, without hesitation, removed his robe. The bedroom, lit only by two candles, was dim like a forest at dusk. When his muscular body climbed onto the large bed, the mattress swayed like waves.

“Emilia?”

Louid called softly. She slept with an innocent face, like a baby ignorant of the world.

She’s the complete opposite of Duke Berthe.

How could such a granddaughter come from such a villain?

Though their faces resembled one another, Emilia was so different from Duke Berthe that it defied belief in genetics.

Or is she hiding ulterior motives?

Lately, he had grown more curious about Emilia. The way she interacted warmly with the servants, her bright and pure personality.

Still… what did it matter if he was curious? She was Berthe’s blood.

He couldn’t allow himself to be entangled with Duke Berthe’s bloodline. He thought he must hurry and make her conceive a child, then push her far away.

“Emilia?”

He called again, but she gave no reply. Only the sound of her steady breathing filled the room.

So be it.

Louid pressed a kiss against her neck. A fragrant wildflower scent rose from her skin. As he breathed it in, his head felt clear.

Is this scent what drives away my headaches? I’ll have to ask her when she wakes what perfume she uses.

Breathing in her fragrance, he lingered on her neck for a long time, sucking. Then he kissed her straight collarbone and buried his face between her breasts. The scent was stronger there.

Drawing it in until his chest swelled, blood rushed below his waist, and arousal burned hotter.

Is it a perfume with an aphrodisiac?

Did she spray it to seduce me?

Such thoughts flickered, but they didn’t stop him from sinking further into her body. He grasped her snow-white breasts and, unlike yesterday, sucked her buds gently. Overnight, the swelling had gone down, and the small beads looked tiny and cute.

“Mmm.”

Emilia stirred and slowly opened her eyes.

“Who… is it?”

Her voice was drowsy, dreamy.

“Can’t even recognize your husband now?”

“Huh? Why are you here?”

Why? Louid’s face darkened instantly.

“To make an heir quickly. Did you forget this is all for your sake?”

“Ah, that’s right. Sorry.”

Regaining her senses, Emilia smiled and apologized. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly.

“……”

This time, Louid’s body froze like stone. His large, glistening eyes blinked, then he devoured Emilia’s lips as though to swallow them whole.

“Mmph.”

Their lips stuck together as if glued. Saliva seeped out between them, but neither cared. Louid twined her small tongue with his, sucking her moist inner mouth fiercely. Emilia, still dazed from sleep, accepted his tongue helplessly.

“What perfume do you use?”

After a long kiss, Louid pulled back and asked.

“I don’t use perfume.”

“……”

Not only had she never used perfume, she had never even seen one.

“Why do you ask?”

“Hm… just wondered.”

Louid brushed it off as if it were nothing.

“I see…”

His hand slid between her thighs. Her soft flesh was already wet. With a satisfied expression, he found her clitoris and rubbed it in circles.

“Mmm.”

At her moan, juices gushed from her hole.

“Do you like this?”

“I think so.”

Blushing, Emilia answered shyly. Then Louid pressed his face against her sex and sucked her clitoris with his lips. At the same time, he slipped his fingers inside her, moving them back and forth. Since his own was too big, he meant to prepare her with his fingers first.

“Ahh, ahh. Louid. Ahh.”

Emilia’s breath grew ragged, moans spilling out on their own. Flustered, she covered her mouth with her hand. But his large hand quickly pulled hers away.

“Don’t cover your mouth.”

Louid liked the sound of her moans, resonant like music. It reminded him of the bluebird’s song he used to chase in the royal palace’s back hills as a child.

“Mmm, ahh. Hhh.”

Emilia now moaned freely. His lips and fingers overwhelmed her senses, making her arch her hips in pleasure.

Meanwhile, Louid endured with fierce patience.

Even if I prepare her like this, once I enter she’ll hurt like yesterday.

Cluelessly, his shaft was already swollen to bursting, twitching, his lust pressing to explode.

“I’ll burst.”

“……?”

When he muttered, Emilia lifted her head and peeked at him.

Burst? What’s going to burst?

But before she could make sense of it, her body was lifted. As she was turned over, her eyes widened.

“You do it.”

Louid gently set Emilia’s body atop his waist. Their sexes pressed flush together.

“…What?”

“I’ll stay still. Do it so it won’t hurt. You know your body best, don’t you?”

“…All right.”

So he meant she should insert it herself, since she had been in pain. Embarrassed, Emilia squirmed. But she steeled herself. No matter what, she had to succeed in consummating with Louid.

Lifting her hips, she slowly lowered herself. And she thought:

‘There’s probably no other couple like us, trying so hard when we don’t even love each other.’