The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 260 The Friend of Women Specializes in Young Wives (4.2k)_2

"You saved me?"

"Hardly called a rescue, seeing you lying on the grass, worried you might catch a chill, I took the liberty of changing your bed."

Luo En gave a slight smile, his playful words lightening the seriousness the lady opposite brought, while he passed the roasted pheasant to the noblewoman beside him.

Having mastered the art of saying the right thing to the right person, he was remarkably adept.

Knowing the lady opposite had a fierce temper and strong pride, Luo En naturally decided to smooth things over to prevent any unnecessary trouble from a disagreement.

After all, following this evening, they would go their separate ways, no need to spoil their brief encounter with harsh words.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The noblewoman hesitated as she took the pheasant.

It was unclear whether she was thankful for the food or for the earlier assistance.

Furthermore, her tone was quite stiff, as if she seldom thanked strangers.

By all appearances, she was likely some high-ranking royalty.

Luo En muttered to himself, casually offering a bowl of mushroom soup she passed on asking, "By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."

The noblewoman thought for a moment, then responded in a deep voice.

"Kella, from Argos."

"Bax, from Thebes,"

Luo En nodded, smiling politely, stating the future Roman name of the God of Wine.

By the way, Bax also had a nickname, "the God of Many Faces."

As they consumed several rounds of soup, and after exchanging names, the atmosphere between them gradually warmed.

Harnessing his curiosity, Luo En casually inquired.

"Lady, who left you in such a condition? With such a serious situation, why didn't you inform your family, coming alone to these deep mountains, it's hardly safe."

"My husband..."

"?"

"It was my husband who inflicted these injuries on me."

Kella spoke expressionlessly, her face under the firelight as cold as frost.

The previously easing mood chilled once again.

Talking about exactly the wrong thing, Luo En reflected on himself for a moment, quickly changing his approach.

"Marital disputes are inevitable, and misunderstandings can be resolved, perhaps there is still a chance for clear skies after rain."

"He is dead; I did it..."

"Ahem, ahem."

Luo En coughed violently, at a loss for words, quickly changing the subject.

"This meat here is ready too; come, eat..."

Kella took the wild rabbit Luo En offered, her sharp teeth ruthlessly biting down, the grinding sound chillingly eerie, as if she were biting into her deceased husband.

Marriage is pursued for happiness, and so is divorce?

But then, a strong fear arose in her heart.

If that were true, what was the meaning of her long-standing perseverance, or the extreme and twisted measures taken to sustain this marriage?

"Nonsense!"

Lady Kela shook her head in denial, her face cold.

"What do you, a child who has never experienced the beauty of marriage, know?"

"Beautiful, is it?"

Luo En smiled, looking at the lady with her lips pursed, forcedly composed, and inquired quietly.

"Then, how long has it been since you genuinely laughed from your heart?"

"..."

"How long has it been since you truly relaxed and enjoyed yourself?"

"..."

"How long has it been since you took a good look at this world's myriad phenomena and felt touched?"

"......"

Lady Kela opened her mouth to respond, but her silence only grew longer.

Indeed, she couldn't answer.

Since entering into marriage with her husband, she had always lived amidst hatred, maintaining a marriage that was barely existent, and preserving her status had nearly cost her normal emotions and preferences, slowly becoming somewhat distorted.

So, was this truly the happiness she sought?

Lady Kela was at a loss, staring at the flickering flames, her thoughts in disarray.

"Would you like a drink? It might make you feel better."

Lady Kela subconsciously took the waterskin tossed to her, pulled out the wooden stopper, and a scent of fermented grapes wafted through the air.

It was wine.

Initially, she had no particular feelings for this beverage, it was her unworthy children who couldn't stop praising it, revealing embarrassing drunken antics all day.

As a result, her impression of wine had also deteriorated.

"Don't worry about things you can't figure out yet, don't do things you can't finish yet, life is long, no need to rush."

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Listening to these comforting words by her ear, Lady Kela steeled her heart, and drank the crimson wine, gulping it down deeply.

Right, to hell with it!

Watching the lady gradually letting go of her inhibitions and worries, indulging in the banquet, Luo En's face showed a content smile.

His title "Friend of Women" was not for nothing. Back on the Crete Island, who knows how many unmarried and married women lined up to seek his psychological counseling? What kind of emotional issues and deep-seated grievances hadn't he seen?

So, may this lady, unfortunate in her marriage, also receive the blessings of the God of Wine, overcome the troughs and confusions of life, and find her own joy.

Under the firelight, the God of Joy raised his glass with a faint smile.