Reincarnated As The murderer's Wife

Dinner

Sophie

The dinner began with everyone acting cordial towards me, or at least pretending to be. In my previous life as Sophie, I often overheard Ivory arguing with the royal family.

"Ivory, I hope you're enjoying the meal. I specifically requested the chef to prepare your favorite dish," Queen Amelia said with a forced smile. I remained silent, playing the role of an amnesia patient who didn't trust any of them.

"It's truly unfortunate that you had to lose your memory. Well, at least the house will be quieter from now on," Prince Diego whispered, emphasizing the last part.

Prince Diego Silvers, the second son. He was also a talented artist, and was adored by many ladies. Sophie, now I still remember how, in my past life, I would find numerous condoms in his room whenever I went in to clean.

Seizing the opportunity, Theo couldn't help but snap at Prince Diego's comment. "There's no need for such remarks, Diego," he remarked sternly. Irritated by his brother's response, Prince Diego rolled his eyes, excused himself from the table, and declared he needed to go and finish a painting he was working on.

I stole a glance at Princess Tessa, who was sitting at the other end. Princess Tessa Silvers, the illegitimate child of King Fredrick Silvers, derived pleasure from tormenting the maids but acted like a well-behaved pet in front of her family.

Princess Tessa was also the eldest, followed by her son Prince Andrew Silvers, whom she had out of wedlock. The father's identity remained a mystery, even within the family.

Despite this, King Fredrick always treated Prince Andrew as part of the family, as he was his only grandchild. Queen Amelia, however, despised both Princess Tessa and her child, making no effort to hide her animosity.

Princess Tessa caught me staring at her and shot her a menacing glare. "What is wrong with this family?" I wondered, quickly averting my gaze to avoid further confrontation with Tessa.

Noticing that I wasn't eating, Theo understood that i was preoccupied with observing everyone at the table. Worried about my well-being, he poked a piece of meat with his fork and fed it to me, hoping to ensure i wouldn't go hungry.

He used his thumb to clean a grease stain on my cheek and used the opportunity to plant a kiss on my lips.

"We have a child present here. Show some decency," Princess Tessa admonished, visibly displeased by the public display of affection. "And whose fault is it that you have no one to be romantic with?" Queen Amelia mocked. Princess Tessa clenched the tablecloth tightly, exchanging deadly glances with Queen Amelia. Though she would have retaliated in another circumstance, she had to respect her father's presence.

"We'll excuse ourselves," Prince Theo declared, helping me to my feet and guiding me out of the room. I noticed that, despite their animosity, the family members managed to cooperate and keep the kingdom running smoothly. Although King Fredrick was the king, everyone else still played a role in the smooth running of the affairs of the kingdom.

Prince Theo escorted me back to their quarters and left her to handle some pressing matters concerning the kingdom.

Seizing the opportunity, I decided to take a bath. I still felt unclean, despite the earlier assistance from the maids, and wanted to remove the lingering scent of strawberries from my body.

I spent a considerable amount of time in the bathroom, and when I finally emerged, Theo had returned. Unaware of his presence, I walked out with only a towel draped around my chest.

Embarrassment flushed my face upon seeing Theo, causing me to hastily retreat back into the bathroom. Observing my bashfulness, I heard Theo chuckle.

Theo retrieved a nightgown from the closet and kindly knocked on the door, asking me to come out and receive it.

I hesitated at first, but when Theo mentioned he had brought me clothes to wear, i cautiously opened the door and extended my hand to accept the nightgown. Another chuckle escaped Theo as he watched my reaction, and he placed the nightgown gently in my hand.

I slammed the door shut after taking a closer look at the revealing nightgown. "How can you expect me to wear something so revealing?" I snapped, peeking through the partially opened doorway.

Theo was taken aback. It was probably due to the fact that Ivory had always enjoyed wearing revealing clothing, believing it made her look sexy.

Perplexed, he rummaged through Ivory's closet in search of a non-revealing nightgown, but couldn't find any. Reluctantly, he had no choice but to offer me his pajamas instead.

Wearing the oversized pajamas, I refrained from complaining, despite them being a bit too big due to Theo's larger build. In my past life, i was accustomed to wearing hand-me-down clothes from my brothers, many of which were too big for me.

I emerged from the bathroom wearing the pajamas, prompting a frown from Theo. He probably preferred seeing Ivory in revealing nightgowns, which always sparked desire within him. The pajamas, in contrast, concealed me from head to toe.

"Are you sure you want to sleep in those? It's a hot night, and you'll be uncomfortable," Theo pointed out. However, I remained stubborn, accustomed to sleeping in oversized clothes like the ones i was wearing. I saw no issue with it.

"Let's get some rest, then," Theo suggested, climbing onto the bed. I looked at the bed with a strange expression. "What do you mean? Are we going to sleep together on this bed?" I asked, perplexed.

Confused by my question, Theo responded matter-of-factly, "Of course. We're married, so we should sleep on the same bed."

Determined, I refused. "There's no way I'm sleeping on the same bed as you. I want to sleep in a separate room," I demanded, standing defiantly.

"The other rooms haven't been prepared yet, and someone who is still recovering shouldn't be sleeping in an unarranged room. You have no choice but to sleep with me in this bed," Theo explained, attempting to reason with me.

"In that case, I'll sleep on the couch," i declared, settling on the couch.

"No need to sleep on the couch. Just come and sleep with me," Theo insisted, stepping out of bed.

"I said no, and if you try to force me, I'll scream," I threatened.

Transfixed, Theo stood frozen, watching me until he was certain that i had fallen asleep.

Once convinced, I felt him scooped me up in his arms and carefully placed me onto the bed. He then returned to the couch, allowing me to rest undisturbed.