How to Survive as the Wife of The Monster Duke

he mansion up until she was standing in front of Viscount.

“I came here as a daughter to my mother.”

No matter who I married and whose family I joined, the fact that I am the daughter of the Viscountess doesn’t change.

That also meant that the Acid Merchant didn’t have to be responsible for them coming here at such odd hour.
Her father had already recognized Den as an Acid Merchant personnel and now that Ilyin came with him, she couldn’t deny her relationship with the Acid Merchant, so this was the only way.

“As the daughter?”

Viscount Arlen snapped his head to the end of the hallway he had his back on upon hearing a loud noise.
His expression was awkward like someone had put a handful of sand in his mouth.

Aden turned his attention to where the loud noise was coming from.
The sound was coming from the Viscountess’s room, which was located right at the turn of the hallway if he remembered correctly.

The mansion was already in a chaotic state even before the group had arrived.
There was almost no reason for a noble’s mansion to be so loud at such time.

It has already started. He was certain after hearing the commotion coming from the end of the hallway.

“Did you come… after seeing something?” said the Viscount wincing as he struggled to get out the words.

Aden’s eyes narrowed with displeasure.
The Viscount didn’t even bother to try hiding his disapproval of Ilyin’s foresight ability.

Ilyin didn’t avoid Viscount Arlen’s gaze.
“Yes.
That is why I came.”

“Master!” At that moment, a maid came running from around the corner of the hallway.

“Mistress is-” she cut off upon seeing Ilyin.
She gasped, forgetting to even report to her master.
She saw someone she thought she’d never see again.
She certainly remembered Ilyin.
She was in charge of cleaning around when Ilyin stayed at the mansion.

That wasn’t all, she used to keep a watch on Ilyin so she knew her well and as she observed closely, she saw that Ilyin was not the same anymore.
Ilyin’s eyes held a gaze like it was someone else’s.

It was the eyes of someone who was standing strong.
It wasn’t the eyes of someone who was just going along with the people around her and accepting everything.
Part of it could have been attributed to the fact that she was wearing much more ornate clothing than before.
Her silver hair and the ornaments on her were shining brightly, she definitely looked like a different person.

“Mother called me.”

Ilyin was going to go to her mother even if the Viscount stopped her.
Her violet eyes shone with strong will.

What is it that made someone who was so powerless hold such fierceness in their eyes?  The maid couldn’t believe that it was Ilyin that was standing in front of her.

Aden, who was standing behind Ilyin, put his hands on her shoulders.
His gaze went to the end of the hallway where the maid came from.

“It’s already noisy,” he paused for a moment before continuing, “as you saw, it looks like it’s coming.”

How do you know? Ilyin remembered the question she wanted to ask but stopped before coming here. How did Aden know about the foresight when I hadn’t told him?