“It’s not good from my perspective.”
Delina naturally accepted Damian’s words. It was around the time when the two were about to move their steps. In the distance, Delina was spotted, and Aylie was approaching.
“Well then, I’ll go now, Young Lady. Let’s meet again next time.”
As Aylie approached, Damian kindly requested a farewell, maintaining his consistently indifferent expression. Despite that, Delina forced a smile and responded.
“Yes. Take care as you enter, Your Highness.”
As the two exchanged warm farewells, Aylie’s expression became even more contemplative. As soon as Damian disappeared, Aylie, as if waiting, inquired.
“What’s going on? Is it true that you’re going to the Lunan Empire? Where will the wedding take place? Naturally, I’ll be catching the bouquet, right?”
“Not exactly.”
Delina, who seemed to have already imagined the couple’s honeymoon, swiftly interrupted Aylie’s excited words.
“But why are you out here?”
“Why? Well, wouldn’t it be impossible for the gathering to go smoothly from the start? Since everyone is leaving, I also came out to wait for you.”
After Sylvia and Damian’s incidents, Aylie’s words were correct; there was no chance the gathering would go well. As evidence, other Young Ladies and Young Masters were seen leaving the mansion.
“What about my brother?”
“He left in a hurry, holding his stomach. It seems the proposal was quite a shock.”
“Well, he didn’t even retch.”
Delina couldn’t help but chuckle at Gideon’s vivid reaction.
“What about the others?”
“Well, everyone probably left. The Grand Lady also seemed to wait for a while and then left first.”
“Right, then. Let’s go.”
With the news that everyone at the table had left, Delina shook hands with the servants to call the carriage as if things had gone well.
Meanwhile, Delina absentmindedly touched something in her pocket. Noah had handed her an envelope.
Vellion’s office was silent. However, Felic looked at Vellion with a knowing look, as if he had something to say.
“Why.”
Vellion wasn’t the one who couldn’t catch Felic’s gaze, as expected. With his eyes fixed on the documents, Vellion asked, and it was at that moment that Felic, as if waiting, opened his mouth.
“Are you really not going to say anything to the Miss?”
“What.”
“It’s about Miss Celine.”
“…”
There was a momentary silence at his words.
“I’m not particularly curious, and I don’t have any questions.”
“It’s probably not because you’re not curious. You’re also watching carefully, Miss.”
When Felic said that, Vellion, who had taken his eyes off the documents, looked at Felic.
“Why?”
“People are making a fuss in society since you accepted Miss Celine as your daughter. Some are even wondering if Miss Delina’s sponsorship will be cut off.”
“Some absurd talk.”
Vellion cut off Felic’s words decisively.
“A clown is still a clown, and nothing has changed.”
“That’s exactly right, Your Excellency. If you could say something like that, Miss Delina would surely appreciate it.”
Even though there was an answer, Felic spoke with a pitiful expression, as if it was regrettable that Vellion didn’t say it out loud.
“Then what will you do if the Miss feels upset and leaves the Grand Manor, Your Excellency? Are you planning to let her go? If she says she won’t meet a man like Your Excellency and just marries any man early, what will you do?”
At those words, Vellion’s forehead furrowed without reservation. And then, it happened. Someone knocked on the door from beyond the office.
“Excuse me, Your Excellency. I will come in for a moment.”
The one who opened the door and entered was Betty. Vellion and Felic’s gazes were focused on her.
“I came to inform you that the Miss has returned just now.”
At the news of Delina’s return, Felic looked puzzled. Betty wouldn’t have come here just to report that Delina had returned.
“And I heard one piece of news from those who went with the Miss.”
“What is it?”
Vellion immediately asked. Betty, who had been silent for a moment, answered.
“The Miss received a public proposal.”
“What?”
“From the Prince of the Lunan Empire.”
The atmosphere in the office changed the moment she mentioned a public proposal. However, when the identity of the proposer was revealed, Felic’s jaw dropped. Simultaneously, Vellion, making a loud noise, stood up and moved forward.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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