My Dream is to Get My Own House

I quickly realized the reason behind his stiff expression.

‘Isn’t it a bit rude to be curious about where my ex-boyfriend went in front of my current husband?’

I awkwardly smiled and twirled my foot.

“Oh, do I need him? Pedro, that jerk, disappeared just when I was supposed to decorate his end!”

But why am I worried about Dylan’s reaction?

He’s not even my real husband.

Just as I subtly pushed away my sudden realization, Dylan uttered a word.

“I understand. I know that Ishael always decorates the end of villains.”

Anyway, I calmly entered the house with Dylan.

The important thing was…

‘It feels like I’m getting closer to Dylan.’

As we entered the house, I discreetly stole a glance at Dylan, whose ears turned slightly red.

From the first meeting until now, Dylan had been genuinely kind to me.

He even had an unexpectedly cute side.

‘Maybe it’s because I’m a special person to Dylan?’

I felt a bit foolish.

I kept gaining baseless confidence.

I flopped down on the bed.

At that moment, I realized that my cheeks had turned slightly red.

* * *

The next morning, I woke up rubbing my swollen eyes.

I sat on the sofa and absentmindedly watched Dylan.

He was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen.

He even set the timer and put great care into it.

To see such a big figure wearing a carrot apron.

It didn’t match, yet it strangely fit the picture.

“Did you start cooking early?”

As I shifted my gaze from the elaborate cooking, I noticed that the floor was sparkling.

“Um, since you cook for me, I can do the cleaning…”

“No, you can’t!”

Oh my, I was taken aback.

“I like doing the household chores.”

I gaped.

I hated doing household chores!

‘Impressive. Seriously. Where did this ultimate ideal type come from?’

He’s good at cooking, handsome, handles his main job well, and even has delicate qualities others don’t know about!

But surprisingly, his heartwarming consideration didn’t end there.

After finishing breakfast, which included a 70-dish feast, including appetizers, Dylan handed me a glass with a lid.

“It’s lunch. It’s a shake made by blending fresh grains and fruits. Don’t skip lunch. Although it may not look great now, I will register for a cooking class for husbands and make even better dishes for you.”

What do you mean it doesn’t look great?

The content and the glass itself were amazing.

The outer surface of the 2-liter glass was finely crafted.

“By any chance, did you also craft the glass, Dylan?”

“How did you know? It’s a bit rough, though…”

“Did you know how to do glass crafts as well? What can’t you do?”

I blurted out.

“Well, you must be busy, so when did you have time for all this? Anyway, thank you…”

There was worry in his voice.

“The shake may not be a full meal, but I heard that it lacks nutrients.”

“Well, with a 2-liter glass, someone like me would burst if I had too much.”

“Is that so? It seemed lacking.”

“Yes! You don’t have to go this far to take care of me. Anyway, thank you. I’ll enjoy it!”

Dylan shook his head vigorously and said, “I do it because I want to. Health is the most important.”

While saying that health is the most important, he himself seemed a bit weary.

“Dylan, are you feeling alright?”

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that his forehead seemed slightly sweaty.

His entire face seemed flushed.

“Hmm, I think I have a slight fever. Or not?”

I brought my face close to his.

‘I can sense the heat.’

He seemed a bit weaker than before, even a little low on energy.

Has he started to fall ill?

Suddenly, his refined lips twisted.

“You should rest in the room. Then.”

As he said that, he even placed the apron on the table.

“…Make sure to have lunch.”

I couldn’t respond.

The door to the nursery, where Dylan stayed, closed with a thud right in front of me.

I stared blankly at the closed door.

Then I returned to the empty living room and sat on the sofa.

Well, there’s no need for unnecessary meddling.

We’re a contract couple.

I pushed aside my feelings of disappointment and decided to read some news.

[Special Report on the Capital] 300 Days since the Last Terrorist Attack. Has the Suicide Bombing Terrorist Group in the Capital Truly Disappeared? On-Site Investigation.

[Marble Tower] Defense Magical Tools Business Progressing… Planned Collaboration with Various Small and Medium Enterprises

[Marble Tower] Elar Viscount Family Actively Entering the Magical Tools Business. Exclusive Coverage.

[Imperial Palace] Temporary Workers’ Business Guide… Imperial Majesty Orders Improvement in Interns’ and Part-Time Workers’ Treatment.

The newspaper was filled with topics of interest to me.

Moreover, I quite liked reading the editorials that people were talking about.

I enjoyed solving the crossword puzzles in the newspaper.

For someone who was always alone due to family malice, the time spent reading the newspaper was the most enjoyable time of the day.

But…

“Oh, why can’t I focus today?”

I sighed and closed the newspaper.

For some reason, it wasn’t as entertaining as usual.

No, I knew the reason.

“Oh, Dylan seems to have a bit of a fever.”

And for some reason, I was quite worried.

It is 6:30 now, and her work hours start at 9.

At this moment, it wasn’t entirely impossible to take a day off.

I quietly rummaged through my bag and took out a communication magical tool.

“I’ll inform them that I’ll be coming to work in the afternoon.”

It wasn’t because I was worried about Dylan.

I also wanted to take a break since I was a bit tired from yesterday’s events.

I suddenly looked down and stopped.

The newspaper that was in my hands had flipped over, unread.

Meanwhile, Dylan lay quietly in his room.

Ever since his mind was preoccupied with his marriage to Ishael, he had been feeling a burning sensation around his heart since morning.

It was the beginning of the fever that had been eating away at his mind like a curse.

He took the medicine prescribed by the palace to suppress the madness.

However, unlike usual, his desires couldn’t be controlled.

His feverish mind was bombarded with past hurtful words.

“You useless brat. Do you know why you were discarded by me?”

“I don’t know.”

“For generations, the Grand Duke Castilla were hopeless. They were cursed, so whether they went to the battlefield or not, they would die on their own. Do you know that?”

The story was forcibly fabricated.

The Sunghwangs held the collar of his ten-year-old son.

“People like you are the flaws and curse of this empire.”

“…”

“When the curse fully manifests, go out to the battlefield and die on your own.”

Four times a year.

During the week before and after the blue moon, a fever-like curse would return.

It was a time when aggressive instincts and desires that humans should restrain would manifest in a feverish outbreak.

Instead of succumbing to the fever, Dylan wielded his sword for the empire and relentlessly struck down his enemies.

He had no emotions whatsoever, but he didn’t want to be merely a cursed existence in this empire.

Thanks to that, someone called him the harbinger of war.

Someone else admired him.

He paid no attention to those people.

Dylan let out a hot sigh.

There was a limit to how long he could endure with his mental strength, and this time of the fever felt like a surging wave of heightened senses.

Luckily, today was a weekday when Ishael went to work.

After she left, he planned to lock himself in his room.

He didn’t want to show her his aggressive side.

But it was right at that moment.

Knock, knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door.

Perhaps it was because it was the nursery door, but he could also hear the faint sound of the mobile hanging in front of the door.

“Um, Dylan?”

A delicate yet resolute voice.

He only heard her voice, but his destructive senses that were raging inside tried to calm down.

It was the first time something like this had happened.