Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 49

"Azalea....What do you want?" Duke Archer asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

Countess Azalea fell silent at her husband’s question, then turned around.

I could clearly see her blank stare, alongside with that forced smile at her husband.

I still can’t gasp whether she’s afraid or went straight crazy to bring Duke Archer like this.

"I’m only....inviting you to drink wine, dea- I mean...Duke Archer. There was no intention of anything," Countess Azalea said as calmly as she can even I can feel her nervousness.

"Are you trying to poison me?" Duke Archer asked once more to confirm, walking arrogantly toward his still silent wife.

"No, Duke Archer. I had no intention of—"

SLAP!

Suddenly, Duke Archer’s swift slap landed hard on Countess Azalea’s cheek, sending the countess kneeling, holding back the pain, her cheek reddening painfully.

"I-I’m sorry, Duke Archer... I-I had no intention of poisoning you... really, I just wanted you to enjoy the wine you used to love in this golden palace...!" Countess Azalea said softly, holding back tears.

"Lie...! I know damn well enemies like you is everyehwere...! You must scheming something....! You want to poison me...!"

"I-It’s not like that, Duke Archer...! I didn’t mean to poison you...! You’re my husband and my king...! How come I do that so evil...!" Countess Azalea pleaded, tears streaming down her face.

"Tch! I’ve prepared a magnificent palace, filled with maids to serve you and troops to guard you, but why are you still dissatisfied?!" Duke Archer snapped.

Countess Azalea wept with a gloomy and sad expression.

She clutched the armor Duke Archer wore and bowed, begging for forgiveness.

Duke Archer’s face was still upset, but I could sense he had softened somewhat as Countess Azalea had pleaded, crying, and prostrated herself before him.

For Duke Archer, a typical boss man who wants to be worshipped and feared, it’s only natural that Duke Archer would soften with the way Countess Azalea ask for forgiveness.

Even though he did, it seemed Duke Archer still didn’t want to show his tender side, even to his own wife.

He grabbed her hair and glared at her fiercely.

"Where’s the wine, Azalea...?!" Duke Archer exclaimed loudly and harshly.

"I-in our private room, Duke Archer..." Countess Azalea replied softly.

"...if you have the slightest intention of poisoning me, then I will not remain silent, Azalea. I don’t care if you’re my own wife!" Duke Archer snapped, roughly yanking her hand away.

Countess Azalea slowly stood up, though she was still crying.

She gently wiped the tears streaming down her face with her handkerchief, then continued walking towards their private room.

Jeez, why is she forcing herself like this?!

She’s even willing to be treated harshly by her own husband!

Ah, damn it, why is this so complicated?

What the fuck Countess Azalea really want?!

Even though I was still annoyed, I forced myself to follow Duke Archer and Countess Azalea into the private room.

Upon arrival, Duke Archer, who hadn’t removed his armor, sat on a special sofa with a bottle of wine and a gold glass.

He sat haughtily, waiting for Countess Azalea to pour him the wine.

I immediately walked silently to the end of the room, then stopped there to survey the room.

Oh shit, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

Countess Azalea had quietly locked her bedroom door.

Could it be that she was going to do that with her husband in this room?

Has she forgotten our plan?

Damn it!

"Azalea! The wine! Now...!" Duke Archer exclaimed impatiently.

"O-oh...! Yes, Duke Archer...!"

Countess Azalea hurried to the table where the wine was.

With a slightly panicked expression, she poured the wine into a glass and invited Duke Archer to drink it.

"You damn slow... there will be punishment if the wine isn’t good...", Duke Archer complained as he took a sip.

Countess Azalea simply lowered her head wordlessly, not commenting much.

I saw Duke Archer drink the wine with gentle sips.

Even though it was only a small sip, his previously tense expression immediately softened.

It seemed the wine was so delicious, exceeding his expectations, that he took another sip.

"T-that’s delicious...! Azalea...! Again...!" Duke Archer exclaimed loudly.

"A-ah yes... of course, Duke Archer...", Countess Azalea replied quickly, pouring herself another gulp.

This time, Duke Archer finished it in one gulp.

His face flushed, and a smile spread across his face.

"I-it’s really good...! Such delicious wine...!" Duke Archer said, still stunned in disbelief.

"I-I’m glad Duke Archer likes the wine—"

"Here! Give it to me!" Duke Archer suddenly snatched the bottle from Countess Azela’s hand and pushed his wife roughly, causing her to fall to the ground.

Duke Archer was like an uncontrollable drunk.

He gulped down the bottle of wine continuously, without pause, until his face was completely red and his eyes were bloodshot.

But something caught my attention.

Countess Azalea, who had been silent with a sad and anxious expression, slowly smiled at the sight of her husband so drunk.

A few minutes passed in silence, and then the bottle was empty.

Duke Archer continued to gulp, making sure to get the last few drops of wine into his mouth.

"Heh... heheheh... really delicious... good wine..."

Duke Archer staggered toward the nearest bed, then lost his balance.

WHAM! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Duke Archer collapsed onto the bed, sound asleep.

He was still wearing his armor, but he was already sleeping soundly like a baby.

"Baron Atreus... I know you’re here..." Countess Azalea said calmly as she got up and slowly took off her dress.

I was stunned to see her sexy breasts covered in a tight red lingerie and her pussy, which was visible because the lingerie was quite transparent.

I opened my invisible cloak so Countess Azalea could see me.

She smiled with satisfaction at the sight of me, unlike me, who remained speechless with astonishment.

"Countess Azalea... you must explain your intentions in getting Duke Archer drunk and asleep like this... truly reckless..." I said, still confused.

"Yes...you don’t need to worry, Baron Atreus. Because your heart is completely yours, and believe me, I will definitely remain loyal to you. However...I want us to lose ourselves in deep love tonight...in this bed...like before..." she replied seductively and her face flushed, pointing to the bed where Duke Archer was sleeping.

She’s asking me to make love next to her husband?

This is absolutely insane...!