Chapter 2: 02

Honey refused to switch places with her sister, claiming that it would be wrong of her to let her sister bear her suffering. Instead, Honey insisted that she must carry the full weight of her suffering alone until they can reunite in paradise once more when they meet again in heaven. Esmé didn't dispute with her but instead offered to bring gifts and pay a visit every few months in the hopes that it would make her feel better.

Esmé Beaumont exited the carriage as the coachman sat down in the driver's seat and the maidservants finished loading the boot with luggage. Honey had almost all of her expensive clothing sold before the trip. she just saved what she needed. Behind her, a second carriage bears the remaining half of her belongings.

Honey said goodbye to her sister and father, who is on the edge of crying "Be careful, my sweetheart, and continue to live. Please write to us frequently " In his handkerchief, Lord Beaumont sneezes. Honey smiled and blew everyone a kiss.

Lester caught her attention among the group of servants who were cheering her on and tossing flowers at the carriage. Standing on tiptoes while sobbing, Lester is waving a basket of flowers at Honey with a sorrowful expression on her tear-stained face. She expressed her gratitude in a loud voice.

As soon as she lost sight of the manor, Honey waved back, put her hand back in her carriage, and looked straight ahead.

Her mind wanders to her new husband, and she wonders what he looks like. When she read the book before reincarnating, it never concentrated solely on his appearance. She lied to Esmé earlier about the portrait on the wall, and she chuckles at the thought that she fooled the protagonist of the story. All she wanted was to see the story's adaptation as a manhwa.

But it is now irrelevant. In the novel, the male lead was only kind and gentle to the female lead and was cold and mean to everyone else,  the servants who had worked for him for years. What matters is that her husband is cruel and brutal, just as Esmé said her words were true.

The carriage seems a bit chilly, so Honey pushes her concerns aside and focuses on the trip to Ardmore. Honey pulls a warm, handcrafted waterbag out of her handbag and sets it on her lap.

As it continued to travel forward, the carriage suddenly started shaking terribly. As the trees in the forest grew so close together, she can see a large tree trunk blocking their route as she looks out the window. There is another route. However, the map that Lester made for her reveals that the closed path is the only route to Ardmore.

The carriage continues to the cleared path and arrives at a little settlement, where she quits the vehicle with the help of a driver who used themselves as a stool. The town's streets are so jam-packed with people that the carriage cannot move through them. They also remained motionless in the road.

A couple approaches Honey Beaumont with a basket full of goods. They seem to be nice farmers trying to sell their produce.

"Hello Ma'am, could you kindly spare a moment for me?" One of them said while beaming. In answer to his request, she nods and scans the items in the baskets. Fruits, vegetables, cheeses, dried meats, and other necessities like tea, bread, salt, and spices are among them. Candles and other small objects are also included in them.

She purchases four baskets' worth of the items and loads them into the second carriage; fortunately, she ran into the couple who were selling the stuff. She took some time to independently explore the town, Before they left town for their destination, which is a few miles away, it appears that a route through the town also leads to their destination.

Apparently, they are already in Ardmore. The map Lester made is misleading. 

Honey smiled as she examined the map, but Lester is a genius; she is unable to draw, and it appears as though a young child made it. The fact that they avoided robbers who are known to target wealthy people's carriages is fantastic. In these regions of the continent, bandits are allegedly active.

She panicked when the carriage abruptly stopped, hoping she hadn't cursed herself. 

However, when she peered out the window, all she could see was a dilapidated castle covered in moss, vines, and weeds that were poking out of cracks and holes all over the place.

The carriage is parked in front of a wooden gate with a large lock and a rusted handle that is just barely holding itself up 

"We are here, Madame."

The coachman gets out of the front of the car and speaks in a friendly manner. Honey gets out of the carriage and moves toward the open gate while clutching onto her bag. There are no guards at the gate? As she turned to look around, she noticed a dark figure seated at a tall window, staring down at her.

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They came just in time; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to enter without an invitation, according to Duke Sullivan, who stood looking out of his windows and observing the people below. His eyes must be playing tricks on him. He notices a woman wearing a bridal gown and wonders aloud.

 "That's odd—why is she moving around like that?"

He closed the curtain because he could not bear to watch such an odd scene. He walks over to the big mirror hanging on his wall, checks himself out, and considers whether he would scare her off.

 His entire body is covered with scars, and the battle in the battlefield has left his face permanently scarred. Although he never shaved his face, it seemed unusual recently to not have facial hair on his chin. After giving himself a thorough examination, he determines that his appearance is generally in good condition.

 His greatest concern is for the woman; what if she doesn't like what she sees?

He pushes open the door and walks into the corridor. A woman approaches him and bows; she is no more gorgeous than the sun and the stars. No one will ever be able to match her dark caramel skin, her curvaceous, feminine physique, and that stunning face. Her afro-styled, fluffy black hair.

Juliet, please get a guest room ready and some food for the visitors. Sullivan murmured softly to Juliet and then turned to face her when she asked, "Who is the visitor? I observed a woman outside the gates arriving for a visit while she was dressed as a bride." Juliet answers, sounding curious.

"She is my legally married wife and goes by the name Honey Beu—Dieudonné. My family had organized her arrival. Watch to see how at ease she is." Juliet nods in agreement and observes him walk away as he takes action. He takes two steps at a time up the stairs to the higher storey, where his personal accommodations are.

Juliet murmured when she realized he was gone. "Is that evil witch the spouse of my lord? She has in no way earned his favor." Indignantly, she snorts to herself. 

What tricks did that witch use to seduce him?  Did she force him into marriage by threatening his life? Or did she become pregnant with his child and threatened him with it?... She certainly know how to manipulate someone ...   Juliet walks towards the staircase leading to the lower floor , then she pauses.  

   Her eyes widen in disbelief, and she laughs out loudly at the absurdity of her own thoughts,  then she continues down the staircase and towards the butlers room in the servant quarters. 

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Honey Beaumont waited for her husband to arrive that morning while relaxing on a sofa in the living room and drinking freshly brewed tea. They just had their first encounter when the butler let her inside and led her to the lounge two minutes ago.

She turned around as she heard footsteps approaching from a distance, smiled at the person coming, but her smile quickly faded and her eyes widened.

The man I adore—is this really him?

In addition to having ink all over his hands and white shirt, he hasn't shaved with days and is covered in wounds that have twisted every inch of his wonderfully chiseled body. He looks like one of those beardless wattpad mafia lords, but better, therefore she wants to wet his beard.

He comes over to her side and exudes such despair. He seems poised to speak, yet he says nothing. Instead, he stares at her intently for some time before finally adding, "You have a room waiting for you upstairs. After lunch, you can transport your belongings there."

He doesn't even give her a chance to reply before he leaves the room. The butler follows his master and Honey watches their backs as they pass through the wooden double doors.

As a maid enters the main lounge pushing a cart full of food, she cheerfully announces, "Madame, lunch has arrived!" Honey thanks the maid for bringing up her lunch as the aroma of hot coffee and fresh food fills the room, making it smell divine, but Honey couldn't bear to fill her stomach because she has no appetite.

He left, but why?  Does he despise her? He recently directly met his wife; how can he despise her?

She decides to solely concentrate on the foods that don't appeal to her because in her previous life, she was bone-thin and couldn't gain weight no matter what she ate. She was the family's garbage disposal; they gave her the food they didn't want, need, or waste. As a result of this new lifestyle, she developed a bad habit of overeating.

But now she's having trouble eating her lunch. Although everything looks excellent, the meal is insufficient. It has no flavor, and swallowing it feels like eating sand.

The maid is watching her every move as she finishes a dish of eggs, so she decides to strike up a conversation to break the awkward silence. "I really like this." She says while grinning, but the maid's face appears to break down briefly as though she lost her control..

"Thank you, Madam," the maid said quietly as she bows her head and turns around to leave. 

Honey watches the maid walk out of the lounge.

...

Lester stood outside a bar, looking at a hand-drawn map in her hand. Confounded, she walks into the restaurant and is greeted by a cute, waist-tall waiter. "Welcome! Welcome! "Lester's heart melts at the sight of such a cutie as she chirps upbeatly exclaims in a high pitched voice.

Due to the fact that only demons have dark red eyes and elves have pointed ears, the waitress appears to be a hybrid of the two.

Lester took a look around the bar. Men and women were chatting and laughing at each other at the tables where they were enjoying drinks and cocktails. The music is being played on a guitar by a man in a corner, and it has a calming effect that makes you feel calm and relaxed.

Lesser attention was drawn back to the waitress, who was glaring at her aggressively and asking, "Are you not going to sit down?" Lester chooses a table and sits down right away. Lester wasn't sure what to order as the waitress approached the table and inquired. She decides to just get water.

Upon leaving, the waitress nods.

 Next to Lester's table was another table with a same-sex couple sitting at it, starting to kiss each other affectionately and smelled of alcohol. However, no one intervened to stop the inebriated couple from touching each other in front of onlookers. The man with brown hair began to caress the other man's neck while speaking in a low voice, and when he began to giggle, they both began to devour each other with lust.

Lester finds these folks repulsive since they freely kiss and touch one another. She wants to throw up but hides her revulsion by putting on a phony grin. Her drink shows up a little while later.

She raises the glass and sips everything from it all at once. The waitress only observes her, and when Lester notices this, she sets the empty glass down and says, "Go away." But the waitress moves in closer, she says.

"Would you like a free sample?" Wide-eyed, she stares at the waitress who's displaying to Lester a plate of wonderful delights. "No. Please leave now." The waitress was pushed away, falling to the ground on the carpet. Lester takes her empty glass in her hands and flings it against the wall.

It breaks into fragments and falls to the ground. Lester notices a lovely man looking at her, his fury evident in the slight darkening of his eyes. He approaches and speaks angrily to her.

 "Are you crazy? Why'd you smash that cup? If you're going to abuse the people here, do it somewhere else. What the hell is wrong with you?"  He shouts angrily at her. 

She was surprised by his sudden outburst and she tries to defend herself . "I'm sorry, sir;  I was not trying to hurt anyone, but this waitress just  came out of nowhere  and grabbed me by the arm, and out of self defense and I threw the cup to hit her,"  she replies. 

"And you expect me to believe that excuse?  That lady didn't touch you, i saw everything  with my very own eyes,"  He retorted, and she was taken aback because she never would've thought that she might be seen by him.

A sudden feeling of uneasiness creeps up within her.  A woman appeared out of thin air, and apears to floating above the ground  in a flash. 

 She has black wings on top of her head,  and a long blak tail behind,  which flows out from under her legs as her wings extend.

The demon woman speaks, "I also noticed what she did." At her words, Lester immediately felt an uncontrollable urge to attack the demon woman.

Her anger was evident,  as she raised a fist and glared at the woman.   Before she could take a step forward, the demon woman lifts her hand and a huge fireball appeared in her palm.  

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