WOFSTF 04
Chapter 4
âHallara!â
The middle-aged woman frowned as soon as she spotted Hallara. Her voice sounded annoyed.
âOh my, did you prepare snacks for me again today?â
Snacks?
âWhatâs the point of eating alone? Please come in.â
âThank you. But really, is something going on? How can a person change so drastically in an instant?â
At those words, Hallaraâs expression stiffened momentarily.
As if sheâd been hit right on the mark.
Carlos held his breath tightly at this.
Change? What exactly had changed?
âYouâre not pregnant, are you? They say women change completely when they become mothers.â
Pregnant!?
âPregnant?â
I chuckled as I looked at Madam Michelle, who had already settled comfortably at the dining table.
Madam Michelle is a neighbor who lives right next door.
At first, she kept clicking her tongue at me, but once I started being friendly and sharing homemade food with her, she quickly let her guard down.
âYes. You can be honest with me.â
A baby.
I suppose thatâs a reasonable assumption.
âIs it because of the man who came yesterday?â
Just last night, Hallaraâs followers had come knocking at the door. Not just one, but two of them.
âJust yesterday? Men have been lining up here every single day.â
That was true.
Ever since I possessed this body, strange men had been pounding on the door constantly.
It was truly exhausting trying to send them away.
âThey wonât come anymore. I even made a sign.â
Thatâs why I made the wooden sign.
âMen Absolutely Prohibited
-Thank you for your love until now.â
In case they couldnât read Korean, I even drew pictures.
Plus, the lock mechanism that the vegetable shop shopkeeper made for me helped too.
Michelle tilted her head as she looked back and forth between the lock and the sign.
âBut why are you suddenly doing this? Didnât you like it before? You were changing men like changing clothes every day of the week.â
âI wonât do that anymore.â
âBut why? Iâm dying of curiosity, really. Youâve been acting like a completely different person lately.â
Michelle asked as if she was truly frustrated.
Sheâs right. I am a different person, just like she said.
I have absolutely zero interest in men.
The days I lived with that bastard I loved most, my husband. Every moment was hell.
âI hit my head.â
âWhat? Your head?â
I gave the most convenient excuse.
âYes. I tripped over a stone and hit my head hard recently, and since then Iâve come to my senses.â
âSo thatâs why youâve been away from home lately?â
But Michelle seemed to have been very interested in me.
She knew things I didnât even know.
âI was away from home?â
âOh my. Your memory must have gone with it too.â
What happened before I possessed this body?
âYes⊠After hitting my head, my memory disappeared too.â
I really donât have any memories.
I have no memories at all from before possessing Hallaraâs body.
Usually when you possess someone, they give you the possessed characterâs past through body memories or something. But while I know Hallaraâs original story settings and future, I have no memory of what she was doing before I possessed her.
âWell, I saw it while going back and forth for farm work, but you didnât show your face for over two weeks.â
âOver two weeks?â
âMaybe even longer. Anyway, I wondered what had happened. I thought youâd finally left with some man to settle downâŠ!â
Michelle flared her nostrils then drooped her shoulders.
âBut seeing that you hit your head, I guess that wasnât it.â
She looked disappointed.
âAway from home for over two weeks.â
I suspect she went to Bloodmere and was scheming to pretend to be pregnant.
Thanks to that, I have a good excuse.
âI was lying down for a long time. So I did a lot of thinking. About how I should live from now on.â
âGrowing pains, huh. Anyway, I like the changed you. It was so awkward seeing a young lady walking around with thick makeup all the time, but look now. Youâre much prettier.â
Michelle let out a good-natured laugh.
âWhere would I get money for cosmetics? I have to save every penny now.â
âThatâs right. You have to suffer when youâre young to suffer a little less when youâre old. Iâll share some of my sewing work with you, so letâs work together.â
âThank you.â
Iâm glad I became friends with this lady.
I gratefully filled her teacup to the brim.
âBut will this kind of sign really keep away the men who were chasing you?â
Michelleâs gaze was directed at the crude sign I had made.
I thought I wrote it in bold letters.
âDo you have any other clever ideas?â
Is there any other way?
Then Michelle smiled, pulling up the corners of her mouth.
âHow about you leave it to me?â
As if she had some definite method.
***
Long after Hallara and Michelle had gone into the house, butler Carlos was still hiding in the thicket, unable to move.
He wanted to think he had misheard, but Karlâs sight and hearing were good, taking after his father.
With those ears, he had clearly heard it.
âShe suddenly changed. Could she be pregnant?â
Just those two sentences made his heart plummet.
For Hallara, who had no parents, the neighboring woman was currently the closest person to her.
If such a person suspected pregnancy enough to mention it, wouldnât there be some credibility worth considering?
âBesides, if someone suddenly changes, youâd ask if theyâre sick, not if theyâre pregnant.â
The fact that she specifically mentioned pregnancy meant the neighbor woman must have had some person or incident in mind.
âSheâs not really pregnant, is she?â
If sheâs pregnant, could it really be Master Docheopâs child?
Karl recalled the moment when Hallara had come to the family estate.
âI have something to tell the highest-ranking person here.â
It was only a few days ago, so it was still vivid in his memory.
âWhatâs your business?â
âIâll tell you after we meet.â
âDo you think you can just meet a member of a prestigious ducal house whenever you want?â
The woman, whose entire body was soaked with what could have been sweat or water, looked very precarious.
ââŠIâm with child.â
And he never expected her to drop such a bombshell statement.
Of course, he didnât believe it.
He thought it was a cunning scheme.
âIf only I hadnât turned a blind eye to the young master staying out on the date she mentioned.â
And if only the womanâs voice hadnât been trembling.
The woman was terrified.
It could have been because she was lying, but at least to Karl, that desperate-looking face didnât seem false.
âNo. Stay calm, Carlos! As Madam said, maintain your dignity!â
Huff, hah.
Huff, hah.
Carlos took deep breaths and steadied his pounding heart.
If she really was carrying the young masterâs child, she wouldnât have just left the family like that.
âLetâs hide and observe her behavior for now. It could be another manâs child.â
But the composure he had struggled to find was shaken again when Hallara and Michelle came out with a sign.
ăMen Absolutely Prohibitedă
Whatâs that about.
Hallara placed the sign in front of the door and locked it.
âIâm going to the market for a bit.â
âAlright, be careful. Iâll get some sewing work.â
âYes. Letâs have dinner together.â
âSounds good.â
When the neighbor Michelle waved her hand, Hallara took her market basket and left the courtyard.
Men prohibited.
She must be a woman who can barely make ends meet without sponging off men, right?
Karlâs mind became as complex as if lost in a maze.
âOh my. Seeing her trying to live earnestly makes my heart ache.â
But he didnât have time to think about such things. Michelle sighed while looking in the direction Hallara had gone, then tried to return to her own house.
Karl suddenly rose from the bushes where he had been hiding. Now that Hallara was gone, this was his chance.
âWait a moment!â
A chance to find out whether Hallaraâs pregnancy was real or not!
***
Jingle jingle-.
I left the house with all my assets and headed to the market.
âI need to find out what sells well here first.â
Since I didnât know the peopleâs tastes here, I decided to test it on Madam Michelle.
While also having a meal together.
I had roughly figured out the food prices in advance.
But what I could buy with the money I currently had was limited.
âWhen every penny counts, that man made my budget even tighter.â
A few days ago, the mercenary who broke the apples at the vegetable shop.
âA mercenary did that?â
âYes. He had a sword at his waist. His clothes looked like a mercenaryâs too.â
âSigh. Those damn mercenaries. Theyâre nothing but thugs.â
The shopkeeper shook his head as if this was a familiar occurrence.
Once the shopkeeper confirmed that the mercenary and I werenât acquainted, he actually comforted me, saying I must have been scared to get caught up in such trouble.
I held out two silver coins to that shopkeeper.
âHere.â
âWhatâs this?â
âPayment for the apples.â
âWhy are you giving this to me, miss?â
Because I felt guilty.
If I hadnât said the apples were in poor condition, that mercenary wouldnât have broken them for no reason.
âApples are expensive. You probably donât have much profit either, shopkeeperâŠâ
It was guilt and meddling.
âI thought you were just pretty, but I didnât know you had such a kind heart too!â
Of course, I planned to tell that mercenary to pay me back if I ever saw him again.
Though despite going to the market every day for the past few days, I hadnât seen that man.
I shook my head to dismiss thoughts of the mercenary and checked the ingredients displayed on the stalls.
Today, the potatoes at the market were cheap.
âI should try making potato pancakes for dinner.â
I put ten potatoes in my basket.
âThe problem is the grater.â
I needed to grate the potatoes, but there was no way a grater would be available at the market.
I needed to at least julienne them, but the only knife in Hallaraâs house was one dull paring knife.
âEverything for housekeeping costs money.â
I opened my purse, looked inside, and turned my steps.
My destination was the blacksmith located at the entrance of the market.
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