My Ex-Husband Became The Male Lead

n opposite her.

Aileen immediately opened her mouth, “May I ask what your relationship is with Grand Duke Kaligo?”

“…”

Aileen nervously fiddled with the glass of milk, without even making eye contact with Ashia.

’Is this how it feels like to be a mistress in front of the legal wife?’

To be honest, Ashia wasn’t in a situation where she should be treated like a mistress.
“It’s nothing.”

“…Really?” For a moment, Aileen’s head that was drooping quickly turned to Ashia.
Her expression seemed to be one of liking that answer quite openly.
She blushed and lowered her head shyly.
“But… yesterday, the two of you…”

“Ah…”

“Are you mocking me? There’s no way you two wouldn’t have some sort of relationship.”

“…I’m not mocking you, Your Highness.”

Aileen raised her head again and looked at Ashia.

“There’s really no word to define the relationship between the two of us.
Even if he meets another woman now and gets drunk with her, I don’t think I am in a position to stand in the way and stop him.
This relationship, what do you think I should call it?”

“…”

“I was just saying that there wasn’t some sort of relationship between us as I couldn’t come up with how I should define what is it between us.” Ashia smiled bitterly as she lowered her eyes.
It was funny that she had to make excuses for her relationship with him and at the same time, she was sad that she couldn’t clearly define her relationship with Kaligo.

“Then.”

“Yes.”

Aileen, who was swallowing dry saliva, asked Ashia.
“Do you love him?”

“…”

“What about his feelings? Are they directed at you?”

Ashia’s eyes widened slightly then returned to their original state.
She thought about it dozens of times a day before putting such thoughts out of her mind because she didn’t want to be too serious thinking about it, or because she thought it would be such a luxury.
She admits that he had shown her almost all of his heart, but she had feigned complete ignorance about his feelings at the end of it.
She just glossed over it as his feelings were simply liking her, being attracted to her, and being shaken by her.

Aileen had been persistently burying her feelings that she had no thoughts of dating or marriage.

Her gaze hovering on the table, Ashia’s gaze turned to Aileen.
Looking at those fearful, anxious eyes, she slightly tilted her head.
Her slightly closed lips twitched.

“I don’t know about his feelings.”

“…”

Aileen waited nervously for Ashia’s answer, swallowing her dry saliva.

“I think you can answer the first question, Your Highness.”

“…”

’The first question…’

Aileen flinched.
There was a slow smile showing in Ashia’s insensitive expression.
Her smile shook Aileen’s eyes.
For some reason, the answer after that refreshing smile was just as expected.
Then came Ashia’s answer.