While Delrina kept an eye on the situation, contemplating using her abilities, Dior turned his head to gaze at the desserts on the table.
“Desserts, were you going to eat them, Callis?”
“…….”
“Dessert. Yes. Delicious, desserts… especially the ones our Elline really liked… Yes, that’s right. We always ate cake after meals…”
‘Elline?’
Before Delrina could determine whose name had just come from Dior’s lips, Dior collapsed, kneeling at his seat. His shoulders trembled.
“Elline, Elline… why did you leave me alone, huh? We promised when we got married. To live together forever, why, why…”
Dior, who had been sobbing while staring at the ground, slowly rose to his feet. Then he tightly grasped Callis’s shoulders.
“Why did you?”
“…….”
“Why did you make Elline suffer like that? If only you hadn’t struggled so much in Elline’s womb, if only you hadn’t, Elline would’ve…!”
His voice escalated. He spoke with glittering eyes.
“But why are you eating this? The dessert that our Elline can’t even eat? Do you think you’re entitled to eat this? If it weren’t for you, Elline would’ve…!”
The moment he was shaking Callis’s shoulders, a dollop of cream flew into his face. Delrina didn’t miss the chance to swiftly pull Callis away from Dior.
“Get a grip!”
‘He’s not in his right mind.’
Just as Delrina thought, Dior was highly intoxicated. Though cream-splattered, Dior again turned his face toward Callis. Sensing the dangerous atmosphere, Delrina quickly pulled Callis’s arm.
“Let’s get out of here.”
“…….”
“Quickly!”
But Callis’s body was rigid. Dior slowly approached. Delrina, who had been watching Dior and Callis alternately, was hastily opening a window to use her abilities when—
“Nothing has changed, whether it’s years ago or now.”
A thud sounded as Dior lost consciousness and fell. Behind him stood Bellion.
“Your Highness!”
Delrina cried out, seemingly relieved to see Bellion, who had just knocked out Dior. Following Bellion, Pelic appeared.
“Ah, I wondered where you’d gone. As expected.”
Looking at Dior collapsed on the floor, Pelic spoke as if this were familiar. At those words, Delrina, momentarily stunned, stared at Pelic.
Then Pelic approached Delrina and whispered.
“Miss, since you’ve seen it, I should tell you… This isn’t the first time. Whenever he drinks, he acts like this.”
“He’s always like this? To Callis?”
“Yes. Ever since his wife passed away giving birth to Lord Callis. The problem is he doesn’t remember it once he sobers up… It’s quite awkward.”
While scratching the back of his neck with a complicated expression, Pelic looked at Dior on the ground. Meanwhile, Bellion asked Callis,
“Any injuries?”
“….None.”
Though he responded impassively, Callis’s face was dark.
Above Callis’s head, the red letters remained. Confirming this, Delrina approached Callis.
“…….”
While Bellion and Pelic were discussing what to do with the unconscious Dior, Delrina stood next to Callis and quietly called him.
“Callis.”
But Callis didn’t budge. Quietly observing him, Delrina seemed to make a decision. She quickly walked toward the dining table, picked up a basket, and returned to Callis.
“What are you doing, Miss?”
Proudly, Delrina laid out ten plates in front of Callis, attracting the attention of both Pelic and Bellion. Finally reacting, Callis looked at the plates in front of him, then shifted his gaze to Delrina.
“Now, about the ten plates I mentioned earlier.”
“…….”
But Calyx’s somewhat expectant gaze didn’t last long, due to Delrina who was dividing a palm-sized cake into ten pieces and distributing them onto ten plates. As if stung, Delrina defended herself.
“Originally, there was never any talk about how many plates to put.”
“…….”
“……Okay, I’m sorry. Honestly, I can’t eat that much. Actually, even five plates would be a stretch.”
Confronted by Calyx’s icy stare, Delrina finally relented.
“Back then, when we first met, you seemed so interested in dessert that I found myself saying such things.”
Delrina hurriedly continued after briefly gauging Calyx’s reaction.
“I do like desserts! I’ve even tried eating a lot because I actually want to eat a lot.”
“…….”
“Still……. It’s been a while since I’ve had a dessert and conversation with someone at home. So I was secretly pleased when I first met you.”
Gideon had never been interested in such matters, and the rest of the family also couldn’t share a laugh and dessert together.
Perhaps she had unconsciously said such things to attract Calyx’s attention. She once again wanted to enjoy desserts with someone.
“…….”
Listening to Delrina’s words, Calyx’s lips slowly parted.
“You like desserts?”
“Yes, I do. I’ve even tried eating ten plates. Though I threw up halfway.”
Shivering as if recalling that time, Delrina watched as the corners of Calyx’s lips subtly twitched. Dior, who had been lying down as if unconscious, came to his senses.
“Where is this……?”
As Dior stood up from his seat, he questioned those looking at him.
“Belrion? Why are you here?”
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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