The hated wife wants to divorce the Hero General! I don't believe in suddenly returning and become doting

Chapter 01: Contract marriage at 12 years old and my husband hates me.

A nobleman must smile and be smart at all times.
That's what my grandfather, who bought his title with money, used to say.

Viscount Lindor, which is praised in the social circles but is laughed at as "rich merchant" behind his back, is my parents' family name.

... That is my family name.

It has been 12 years since I was born as Soaris Lindor, as the eldest daughter.
My caramel-brown hair, inherited of my mother, carefully tied up from this morning, and it's the first time I'm allowed to wear jewelry.
I was brought to a mansion somewhere, dressed in a splendid dress encrusted with precious jewels.

Then my father, in a very good mood, introduced me to a man and his son, two strangers, and told me "from tomorrow on, Soaris is going to be the wife of the young Master Alendio" and I almost fell down on the spot.

As a nobleman, you must always smile and be smart.
I can hear my grandfather's voice in my head.

But the disgruntled look on the young man's face in front of me leaves me speechless.

This is the Earl of Heathlans, a family famous for its venerable history and bravery on the battlefield.
It didn't matter too much for me until this moment, because there was the man who was the head of that great family there and his son.
They are very good-looking people, but somehow they emit an aura of someone very strong.

"Well, this seems my son is at lost of words... Come on Alendio, say hello."

The young man has short black hair and blue eyes.
He's so slender that the wind could blow him away, and he's small for a boy at 15, just six feet tall.

The fragile atmosphere surrounding the boy is enough to make you feel sorry for him.
I thought he was handsome, but also he had an elegant and dignified face.

"This is Alendio Heathlans"

"My name is Soaris Lindor."

Eyes that seemed to exude frustration.
Alendio was gingerly clenching his fists and holding on to something.
After seeing it, I immediately understood the reason and what my father meant by "marriage"

--Father, you bought a contract marriage to Alendio with money.

I knew that I would eventually be arranged with some nobleman's son.

But I'm only twelve years old!
Of course, I had no idea that I would be married so soon.

In this country, there are no restrictions on the age of marriage.
Yet, there is a rule that say both persons must be 15 years old before they can live together, but even if they are 12 years old, they are still registered on the family register, as a marriage.

Probably the Heathlans were quite needy for money and were looking for another noble family to help out.

... To sum up, there were children who were conveniently close in age.

--Alendio and I were both victims in a way.

We were not just unwilling to be here, we had never a chance to meet each other before.
Even so, the process went ahead, no questions asked, and we became a couple... in name only.

He became my husband and was fiercely rejecting me.

Since our face-to-face first meeting, only past 10 days...
No, should I say we haven't seen each other for 10 days already?
No matter what, I had come to the Earl of Heathlans' mansion today again.

"..."

Today, my parents dressed me up with the best they can afford as well, and sent me to have tea with Alendio.

I don't know anything about him, who is in front of me now, except his name and the identity of his family.

The weather is light and cloudy, not the kind of weather you can say is nice but still, it seems to represent our current moods.

The Earl of Heathlans lived very poorly, as I would have never imagined possible for a family with such prestige.

With that said, since my marriage, this has changed and the house has been beautifully furnished in the last days.

Even now, a chef, that came from our house "or our branch of the family" is baking delicious pastries in the kitchen and serving them to us.
The Earl of Heathlans family has more servants now, all of whom have been sent from our house.

The head of the family, Father-in-law, did not ruin himself out of love for luxury items, no!
He did not fail in business, neither.
Nor was he addicted to gambling and spending money in drinking.

"Alendio's mother had been ill for a long time, he did a lot of trying to save her, buying medicines from a faraway foreign country, send her to see a renowned doctor... although she didn't survive in the end."

On the way back home, after our face-to-face meeting, my own father briefly explained to me that they also had wondered about the poverty of the Earl of Heathland family, and discovered it was for that cause.
After Alendio was born, his mother felt ill and died after a ten-year battle with that illness.

To me, who had lived a life of ease, the earl who had spent his entire fortune on his wife's medical expenses to the point that his house had fallen into ruin.
I was shocked and felt sorry for him, for such reasons, I can't ask Alendio how he feels about it.

He is nearly a grown-up, a nobleman's son who was bought with money.
I think that's his assessment of his actual situation, so I'm not in a hurry to get to know him now, but if I can get to know him a little better... I thought secretly.

We can have a good relationship on the future, I'm a mature person, so I want to be on good terms with him.

As long as the Viscount house is funding their home, he can't divorce me, so at least, I want to be gentle with him.

Yes, gently...
I thought it was a good idea.
It's only the second time we've met.

Alendio drank his tea elegantly, and when he put his cup back on the tiny china plate over the table, he let out an involuntary sigh.
And, although it was a voice that seemed to disappear, I certainly heard it.

"Why you?"

I gulped in surprise.
We hadn't even had a good conversation yet, and if he said, "Why you?"
Anyone could tell that he was disappointed with me.

I was shocked, was only 12, and he was 15.
We both have a long way to go in life.

I didn't think I was capable of turning this deep rejection, as I had nothing to excel at other than having money at home.

"Yes, I think so too"

I want to be praised for not crying, even when I wanted to.
I said that with a bitter smile, as I turned my sight to focus on my tea below and bit my lip.

He gave me a "I messed up" look, but didn't apologize or excuse himself, and the rest of the visit passed in silence.

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