The General's Wife Wants to Leave-Chapter 212: Impossible to possible

Instead of answering Marvin’s question, the maidservant slowly turned her body around.

Her panic and innocent look that appeared when she informed Joanna about the news about the condition of her father disappeared, replaced with a sinister smile that gradually spread across her now vicious-looking face, as if the mask was finally lifted up.

As if he could predict what would happen next, Marvin defended, agilely dodged the dagger that was pulled out of under her sleeves, and swiftly aimed at him.

He fought back with empty hands as he had to obey all the protocol that was ruled to enter the royal event—that no weapons should be brought inside the venue. Thus, all he was doing was attack and defend from the maidservant, who was unexpectedly very skilled in self-defense and attack.

He could not lower his guard even for a fleeting second as the petite, weak-looking maidservant was in a passion to launch the dagger at him as if taking his life was a must, and she could not wait to reap it with her dagger.

But Marvin could not let that happen, as he knew what the main purpose of the maidservant was, who kept on gritting her teeth and speeding up her movement every time she failed to lure him to stay away from the one that became her prey or to stab the dagger on him.

Meanwhile, Joanna, who was shuddering in fear, could only hide and stick behind Marvin, who provided his body height and broad back as a shield for her. A shriek occasionally escaped from Joanna’s lips when Marvin got hit by the mad maidservant, who showed no mercy in all of her attacks.

Realizing that the woman he was fighting with was not weak but a fierce woman who had repeatedly managed to hit him and almost stabbed him without mercy, Marvin had lost his patience and toleration. He had been patient with her, tolerating that he was not fighting with a man but a woman.

If he kept his toleration to her because of the gender, he knew that she would kill him cruelly and mercilessly and then take Joanna with her for something that he believed was not a good purpose.

He could not let her take and hurt her, and because of that, he followed her, not letting her be lured and deceived more to go somewhere that would make her not able to return in the end.

At the moment, Marvin felt that he made the right decision to follow Joanna when he caught a suspicious figure in royal servant attire approaching the powder room where Joanna was in.

He knew that Joanna had been in the powder room, and it happened not because he spied on her or that he acted like a pervert who kept an eye on every movement she did. Instead, it happened because he wanted to take some time to talk with her.

But who ever thought that his action had made him catch someone who seemed to be the real spy who seemed to have interest in her?

It was not hard for Marvin to notice that General von Rodega, Joanna’s husband, did not like it when he behaved like someone who got acquainted and close to Joanna, and it was obvious to know that he would not let him get close to her, less letting him talk to her alone.

It did not miss his observation since their first meeting in Seidel. Offering his greeting to her a few moments ago added the proof that he had to keep his distance away from Joanna, as the General did not welcome his greeting well. Instead, the General ended the conversation that had not been properly built and took Joanna away to somewhere that was only known by him and Joanna.

Marvin was aware that Joanna’s status had changed. She was a married woman, not a free little girl who would mingle and laugh freely and cheerfully with him and her brother, chasing and looking for them everywhere they went gleefully. She was not the adorable little lady with two side braided hair who would ask how he had been doing with all the worry depicted on her beautiful face when she knew that he was sick.

She was not the soft-hearted little lady who would cry and apply medicine when she found him wounded and bleeding due to the harsh training his father forced him. She was not a cute little lady who would shout his name loudly with laughter when she found him return to Barasca after a long time spent building up his career away in Seidel.

There was a barrier standing between them now, higher and broader than it previously was.

But she was still a beautiful lady who had captured his eyes since she grew up, a lady that he had always wanted to make his other half, despite the impossibility due to the stark contrast in their social status.

He had worked hard, undergoing training after training to be a highly competent military soldier, as it was the only way he could make to elevate his social standing, to get closer to her unreachable one.

He refused to be a Barasca knight, to be like his father, who had been loyal to serve the de Lara, because he did not want to be regarded as her subordinate. He wanted to narrow their social distance, although the gap would never be disminished due to the blood that flowed through their veins.

Marvin knew from the beginning he recognized what feelings he had for Joanna and that it was plausible to make her someone precious that would accompany him for the rest of his life.

There had been so many times he wished to be born with noble blood flowing through his veins or that she did not belong to the high society that was too high for him to reach. But Marvin did not want to do nothing, accepting the fate of life for the impossible to stay impossible.

Instead, he chose to do something that would make the impossible become possible, as he believed that he would make it possible once he put in a lot of effort and broke the limit into that.

He would come back to propose to Joanna once he bore a significant title and possession that he had achieved as a navy soldier.