Revenge of Reborn Villainess

It took two more days of suffering from indigestion for Leona to regain consciousness.

She had only eaten as usual, but her mind became so fuzzy that her stomach ached severely.

Kallian, who was extremely caring, visited three times a day to check on Leona’s condition.

Despite recovering somewhat after the ordeal of the past few days, Leona still lacked energy.

The doctor said that her lack of exercise had left her weak, and she was experiencing indigestion, which had never happened before.

“How was Marshall’s tea party?”

Leona, sitting on the bed with a haggard look, asked while receiving a foot massage.

Dark shadows were cast under her eyes.

Originally, Leona was supposed to attend Marshall’s tea party herself, but she had sent Eshika instead.

It was obvious what embarrassing situation she must have faced.

Anyway, it was about time to proceed with the divorce.

“They’ve been patient.”

Marshall and Volan were clever friends who understood her intentions well.

Many women must have realized how pitiful Eshika was.

After all, there was only one queen in the house of Klaus, and that was Leona Klaus.

Insulting Eshika in the name of Klaus could become one reason to expel her from the Klaus family.

Leona was keenly targeting that point.

“Um… about that…”

Emily, the maid standing beside her, awkwardly opened her mouth.

She began recounting what had happened at Marshall’s tea party, conveying the humiliation both Marshall and Volan faced, leaving them with no choice but to apologize to Eshika.

The incident had spread widely through the ladies’ conversations, reaching social circles.

Some wives, who were planning to pay a hefty training fee to Marshall and Volan to teach their daughters, had canceled their appointments.

Furthermore, for some reason, the Marshall’s husband, Count Alhemitz, whose medal had been restored, was very angry with her, and she was not allowed to have guests for a while.

Leona’s eyebrows twitched intermittently, and by the end of the story, the tips of her eyebrows were soaring high into the sky.

Smack!

Finally losing patience, Leona reached out and slapped the maid’s cheek.

“You’re saying it’s a mess?!”

The slapped maid kneeled, sobbing.

It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but Riona’s hand was strong enough to bring tears to her eyes.

And as a maid, the only action she could take when faced with an enraged mistress was to endure.

“….So… sorry, madam.”

“About Eshika… No.”

Leona stopped speaking as she looked at her pale palm.

The doctor had said that stress accelerates aging.

The look on that ugly, stupid bitch’s face will only further damage her already healed body.

So, she needed to clarify why her stomach had suddenly become so upset.

“Bring Yurie.”

“What?”

“I’m talking about the Head Maid! Yurie Anesis! Can’t you hear me?”

Leona was extremely cruel and merciless to those who opposed her intentions.

“I’m… I’m sorry… understood! Madam.”

The maid jumped to her feet.

To her, Yurie’s arrival was salvation.

Whether Leona ordered Yurie to harass Eshika or to vent her frustration on Yuri, she could escape.

Leaving Leona’s room to find Yurie, the maid thought about what had happened at Marshall’s tea party.

“The Duchess stood up to them?”

Thinking again, it was simply unthinkable that Eshika could have done such an act.

Eshika Klaus, a miserable and unfortunate duchess. How could she, in such a pitiful state, defeat two wicked duchesses?

“But… that gaze at that time…”

When she and Yurie went to pour cold water on Eshika, her gaze was truly eerie.

Just receiving her gaze felt like sharp icicles approaching close to the heart.

“What was it really?”

The maid bit her lip and lowered her head.

After all, even if you look at it that way, the Duchess is under the command of the lady.

A pitiful woman who doesn’t even receive her husband’s love… a woman ignored by everyone.

“Where is Eshika now?”

However, at the sound of Leona’s displeased voice, the maid suddenly stopped her steps.

Turning, she saw Duke Klaus standing in the corner, talking to a servant.

Duke Kalian Klaus, a handsome, perfect, and excellent master, even enough to make the cheeks of the maids who had worked for years flush red.

After the recent clash, he seemed to have cut off his interest in the Duchess, known to be cold towards her after the incident. Why, for some reason?

He was asking the servant about Eshika’s whereabouts.

With a somewhat anxious expression.