The General's Wife Wants to Leave-Chapter 205: Regardless of any unpleasant features

"More than sure," was the confident answer that Joanna received in one breath from the smiling lips of the lady before her after she questioned her, as if she were so sure that there would be only happiness in her life as the General’s wife.

It made Joanna realize how much the beautiful lady was infatuated with her husband. Not being affected by all she had said to her. She was not even affected by the advice that her husband had given her that it was useless to have a crush on a married man.

"Are you really more than sure that you will be happy if you become the wife of a stinky and dirty lowly soldier who is rude and has uncontrollable desire?" Joanna inquired, as she felt ridiculous that Clara de Lorn was still expecting to be the General’s wife after provoking other ladies to insult him, whom she cherished.

But in no time, as if having a second thought, Joanna disagreed with herself to say that Clara cherished her husband. In her opinion, no one should taint the reputation of someone that they cherish, no matter how much resentment they keep in their hearts and minds toward that person.

The smile that adorned Clara’s face grew slightly wider before a chuckle slipped out of her red-tinted lips that was in match with the color of the dress that adorned her voluptuous body. "My friends indeed talked too loud. But they did not talk about General von Rodega."

"Talking about my husband? Your friend? What do you mean?" Joanna had her brows furrowed as she asked, showing that she did not understand what she was talking about.

She pretended that she did not hear all the gossip that was thrown at her closely behind her back so that she could hear it, making her think that all the gossip was useless as it was not aimed precisely at her.

Aside from that, she wanted to make Clara think that if what she said did not relate to the gossip she threw at her, then the General was possibly like what she gossiped about with her friends. Joanna wanted to know if she could accept him if he was like that—dirty, stinky, rude, a lowly soldier with uncontrollable desire.

Flustered, Clara de Lorn was perplexed about how to respond to Joanna. The smile slowly died down on her alluring face.

"I only asked. If my husband were indeed like what I just mentioned, could you still accept him? Would you be happy to be his wife if he happened to be like I mentioned?" Joanna asked, trying to make her inquiry clear for the now perplexed Clara, as she wanted to hear Clara’s response.

"Of course I will accept him wholeheartedly," came the response from Clara about five seconds later. "You should have known how much I adore General von Rodega. If you didn’t know about that, you wouldn’t have asked me all those questions when we were in the park. Isn’t that right, Lady Joanna?" The perplexed-looking lady was gone, replaced by a lady whose blue eyes blazed with confidence and determination. An alluring smile returned to her red lips.

Joanna smiled, nodding her head several times at the answer she received, as if showing that she understood that well, despite the uneasiness she felt in her heart. "But the problem is that he is not willing to take other ladies as his wife but me." Joanna showed confidence in the response she returned to the lady, who had lost her smile now.

"He declared that I would be his only wife in this lifetime." Joanna calmly added the truth in a bold tone. "So you may please forget any expectation to be his wife. Just consider doing what my husband advised you about choosing a marriage proposal." The blue eyes seemed to be ablaze more, not with confidence this time but with rage.

Joanna was utterly surprised to hear Clara’s answer, but she tried her best to keep it herself, giving her response as calm as she could, showing an expression that made her inner feelings not noticeable. Was she that infatuated by her husband that made her eager to accept him, regardless of any unpleasant features she mentioned to her? Joanna could not help but wonder inwardly. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Normally, no noble lady was willing to have such a man as a husband. Normally, they would be eager to maintain their haughty blood, except for those who chose to be entangled in uncontrollable desires with such a man for adultery, which was also common in Terra.

Then, was Clara de Lorn an exception among all of them?

Finding the determination radiated in her countenance, Joanna thought that if her name were listed on Canillas’ favorite number and were chosen as his wife, how happy both of them would have been.

Perhaps good news would have been announced and shared with others soon. Children would run here and there in their house, bringing joy into their lives, not only as husband and wife but also as father and mother.

Until they grew old, his eyes would have only been hers. His affection and tacit understanding would have only been for her.

He would have always been by her side, protecting her and providing her solace. Building a conversation every day over a serious or light subject with hot tea served before them. Sharing anything with each other to solve anything that became a problem together without anything to feel worried about. Holding hands together in a dance that transmitted warmth to each other.

"And please, no more offense, Lady Clara. There is no ill intention in what I am telling you now. Even my husband will say the same," Joanna stated, facing the lady who wore an unpleasant expression on her face calmly, burying the suffocating feelings that squeezed her heart at the thoughts that scratched her mind.

"I am sorry once again if I offend you. I hope it will be enough to make you forgive and forget what happened between us. It is useless to keep a grudge in our hearts that will only take away our peaceful lives. Don’t you think so?"

Because in this lifetime, Joanna de Lara was the chosen wife of Canillas von Rodega. It was a fact that could not be changed except that fate put a limit on their togetherness as husband and wife.