My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories

[ What do you think caused Adeline to hold a grudge against you? ]

“Well… Is it even important to know why…”

I didn’t really want to understand. I had done nothing wrong to Adeline, yet that was how she treated me.

There were people in the world who would hate others for no apparent reason. Sometimes, they would just look for a reason for themselves. They would try to pick out everything negative they could find in the other person all for the sake of justifying their hatred.

Because of this, they would insist that it was reasonable to hate and harass the other person. Sometimes, they would even fabricate the truth and try to incite others by saying, ‘That person is inexcusably terrible.’

Do I really need to understand that kind of person? Well, if I had to, there was one thing I knew.

Perhaps people were born evil, but if they wish to become upright, it was very much possible for them to achieve as such.

However, if they give up the pursuit of moral uprightness and live according to their evil nature, they would just become devils that torment innocent people.

Just like the Everett family. Lennon Chester and Florentine Elsner.

And Adeline Alvinith.

[ …That’s an interesting thought. ]

Somnia spoke in a soft voice, suppressing her murderous intentions. It seemed that she really wanted to catch and kill Adeline right away, but she seems to have calmed down a bit…

Come to think of it, compared to other spirits, Somnia tended to express her emotions more clearly. Was it because she’s a special spirit that was born with the emergence of conscious beings?

[ The only way to break the curse is to attack Adeline directly. The easiest way is to break into Adeline’s subconscious and drive her mad. Then her magic will become unstable, and the spell cast on you will also be broken. ]

“I see.”

[ Or, you could go find Adeline and physically kill her. But I don’t recommend this. You might get in trouble. All the laws and systems humans have created were designed to depart from barbarism. ]

Somnia said a long time ago, whenever humans had grudges against each other, they simply fought or killed each other to resolve it. Of course, it had become more complicated in the current era, she argued.

I shook my head. I asked Somnia, ignoring her chatters.

“How do I get into Adeline’s subconscious? Is it possible with my own power? Can I do it now?”

[ Hmm… ]

When Somnia was about to answer.

Suddenly, the dreamscape around us shook. Like strongly warning me of something.

Somnia gave an urgent cry.

[ Lily! You have to wake up now! Your body is in danger in real life! ]

“What…?”

The next moment, the dreamscape collapsed and reality flashed open.

Suddenly coming to my senses, I opened my eyes wide seeing the person’s face who came into my view.

It was Missus Seymour.

She sat very close to me… and was putting something in my mouth.

She was feeding me something.

‘This… what…’

Shocked, I hurriedly pushed Missus Seymour away. The crystal vial she was holding was flung away, shattering against a wall.

The crystal shards scattered across the floor, its contents soaking into the wallpaper and the carpet, dyeing them pale red.

It was the same liquid that had just flowed into my mouth.

I could feel the unswallowed liquid pooling in my mouth. I spat it out quickly, then tried to throw up everything else that remained. I did not know what it was, but I don’t think Missus Seymour would have fed me anything good.

…Sure enough, my stomach heated up, and the blood that had risen from my stomach burst out of my mouth.

“Cough!”

…This was the second time in my life that I had vomited blood. No, not the second? After coughing and raising my head, I looked at Missus Seymour, who was standing far away on the far side of the room.

She was watching me with wide open eyes. Like someone waiting for me to die… Maybe that’s right. What Missus Seymour fed me, it was…

‘Poison…’

Then.

Rummaging through her pocket for another crystal vial, Missus Seymour strode toward me.

She thought that the amount she had just fed me was not enough as I woke up in the middle.

Missus Seymour roughly grabbed me and I crashed back into the bed. She snapped off the cap of the vial, then grabbed my chin and tried to force my mouth open. Then she muttered like a madwoman.

“Die, die! Without you…”

‘…This demented woman…’

I felt cold poison flow into my mouth. I called Somnia in my mind and summoned her immediately.