Diane, standing tall and speaking with elegance, directed the servants. Her demeanor was like that of the mistress of the manor, yet no one objected.
Johan was too busy to care about household matters, so Diane had taken over the domestic affairs of Great Hill. So, it wasn’t strange.
The Duchess was incompetent and later mentally unstable, so in essence, Diane was as good as the mistress.
Olivia knew nothing. Arriving at the Earl’s residence at six, she received no proper education until she turned seventeen.
After the fall of the Blanche family, she was hastily prepared for marriage. How much could she have learned? She was naive and clumsy.
Diane found her amusing.
Whenever Olivia was sober and tried to fulfill her duties as the Duchess, Diane made sure to remind her of her place. The Oscar siblings were the perfect fit for this role.
Olivia’s most hated people in the world, her half-siblings.
Her father’s affair with her mother’s friend. Her mother, who shot and killed her father right before their eyes. The siblings’ mother often muttered,
“It’s all because of that woman.”
Their twisted hatred towards Olivia was only natural.
The effect was profound. After their visits, Olivia, with her hair pulled out and scratches on her face, would lock herself in her room until her wounds healed.
On those days, even if Johan desperately waited, she stubbornly refused to open the door.
Poor thing.
Seeing Olivia being taken down by the men, neatly dressed with a shy smile, Diane felt a thrill. It was like a troublesome tooth being pulled out.
Diane watched as the portrait of the previous Duke of Edinburgh was hung, recalling the debutante ball where she first met Johan.
She had fallen for the man who entered escorting Princess Catherine at first sight.
But since he was with the princess of Londos, Diane, merely a daughter of a baron’s family, had given up on her feelings. Little did she know that a wretched illegitimate child like Olivia would become the Duchess of Leopold…
If you could, Olivia, then so can I.
Satisfied with the hung painting, Diane, followed by her maids, headed to the kitchen.
It was almost time for Johan, who had just returned from the palace, to come for dinner. She checked on the venison being prepared and gave instructions for table setting.
She enjoyed this life revolving around her commands, considering it her significant duty.
Still, she always carefully maintained a balance, conscious of the other servants’ gaze, since she was not yet the Duchess.
The bell announcing the servants’ lineup rang at that moment. He had arrived.
“This time is always exhilarating for me.”
Greeting Johan, Diane felt like his wife. Being the only woman in Great Hill not dressed in a black maid’s outfit, she stood out without effort, especially with the servants lined up like a folding screen.
Yet, Diane chose a bolder outfit today. Her tightly laced corset emphasized her voluptuous figure.
Johan’s gaze, however, remained fixed on the portrait of his ancestor from start to end. It was slightly disappointing, but his scornful look made him more attractive, which only fueled her longing.
Diane clasped her hands neatly, admiring his profile, waiting for his reaction.
“Why is this here?” he asked in a low voice.
Diane was taken aback.
“Miss Brook replaced it,” said the butler.
“Change it back.”
“Understood.”
“Is there a particular reason?”
Finally, Johan turned to Diane. She couldn’t understand his cold and displeased look. Why he insisted on keeping his divorced wife’s portrait was beyond her.
“Your Grace’s birthday is approaching. It wouldn’t look good for the guests invited to the banquet. Must it stay?”
Knowing her place, Diane held her breath.
“Do I need to seek permission from the servants to hang a painting in my own house?”
His comment was a cold rebuke.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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