The General's Wife Wants to Leave-Chapter 37: To choose her choice

The same absurd request again. Canillas clicked his tongue in annoyance upon hearing that from the strong-willed lady before him, while his eyes did not leave her from his sight. The softened gaze that previously glinted in his eyes was nowhere to be found.

"How sad I am to see you in such pitiful condition, my dear wife." Canillas sighed. "It seems that the sickness has made you quickly forget that you have asked the same thing for..." Canillas took a pause as he counted, moving all his hand fingers, even looking down at his feet before looking back at her again to say,

"I think you need to lend me your fingers as all my fingers told me that it is not enough to count how many times you have asked me the same question and request in these few hours." He offered a smug smile before questioning,

"Or is it the sickness that has made you unable to properly hear or understand the answer I have given to you?" The smug smile still appeared on his face with his brow slightly raised.

"But as an understanding husband, I will answer the question of my sick wife although my tongue has protested as it has been overworked to repeat the same answer over and over again." Canillas let out a tired sigh before smiling and saying,

"So, this is my answer to you, my dear wife." He turned his expression into a serious one. "No, I will not agree to annul our marriage. So, you better stop mentioning that or asking for that because I will never grant it and it will never happen, Joanna," Canillas remarked in a stern voice, telling her that he was always serious about his answer, no matter how much she threw the same request to him.

Looking at her unwilling-to-give-up expression with a flicker of glare sent to him, Canillas felt amused. "Do you want me to write it down to you so you will not forget my answer? Because I don’t want you to be disheartened if you hear the same answer from me when you give me the same question next time, Joanna," Canillas commented, showing a playfully concerned expression.

He had one corner of his lips curled up when he noticed the stubborn woman pursed her lips into a thin line as if suppressing the emotions inside her that would soon explode. And, of course, not long later he heard her complain.

"You still want me to be your wife even after you found out that I lied to you?" Joanna asked, calming her emotions over his sarcastic remarks.

"I will still find out if you make another lie," answered Canillas, holding her raging gaze in his.

"It is not good for a respectable general to have a liar as a wife," Joanna responded, not willing to give in easily.

"I am not a saint myself," Canillas remarked curtly, shrugging his shoulders.

"It is really dangerous to have an insane woman as a wife." Joanna still tried to test her luck.

"And my plain life will be colorful. Thanks to the privilege I have to be entertained by my insane wife," Canillas replied calmly, grinning at the end of his words.

"It is really tiring and annoying to have a stubborn woman as a wife." Joanna wanted to be free from the grinning man desperately.

"Don’t you think that we have the same personality for that?" Canillas encountered and smiled. freewёbnoνel.com

And he raised his hand when he saw Joanna about to open her lips for another counterattack which made Joanna’s eyes grow wide.

What was this man doing?

Joanna automatically pursed her lips and moved her head backward to avoid the index finger of the General that was placed on her lips while her eyes glared fiercely at him.

One corner of Canillas’ lips tugged up in amusement at the fierce glare sent by the feisty woman before him.

As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, "It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly."

When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, Canillas leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his.

"Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now," Canillas murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes.

And he slowly leaned his body backward when he saw the stubborn woman clamp her lips, indicating that she understood his implicit message clearly.

Watching the dangerous smirking man pull away from her face, she heard him say, "If you don’t want to get healed, then you don’t need to take the antidote. The one who will be suffering because of the pain is you, Joanna, not me or others. So, if you choose to stay in this condition in order to make me agree to annul our marriage, you can do as you like." Leaning forward to get closer to her face again, which made Joanna hold her breath that she just regained, with his eyes remaining on hers, he added in a lower tone,

"But it will be useless. And if the worst happens that makes you leave this world because of the sickness that is in your body right now, you will be remembered as Lady Joanna von Rodega as that name that will be engraved on your large tombstone. Because you know what, Joanna..." Canillas halted his speech before resuming,

"You will die as the wife of Canillas von Rodega." Lingering his eyes on her quivering ones for a few seconds, Canillas lifted one corner of his lips before pulling away, straightening his back.

Taking a deep breath before exhaling it, Canillas stated, "So, the choice is yours, Joanna."

It was Canillas’ last remark before pushing himself up from the bed, taking the glass of the antidote that was made by Fabio from her hands, and leaving Joanna to choose her choice.