It had been over a week since he last saw the Viscount’s face. Despite worrying about the Viscount, Roselia couldn’t rashly visit him, making her expression heavy.
“Is the Viscount… doing well?”
When Roselia cautiously asked, Klaus responded with a bright smile.
“You’ve improved a lot. Now you can speak properly. Walking may be more uncomfortable than before, but you can do some exercises.”
“I’m glad.”
“You don’t have to mention it, but I can see the anticipation in your eyes. How about going together this time?”
In response to Closet’s suggestion, Roselia quietly nodded. Although she also wished to do so, Nadia’s affairs and various emerging issues held her back.
“No, I’ll come visit when the Viscount is a bit better… I’ll come then.”
If, by any chance, her meeting with the Viscount worsened his condition… she felt she might become utterly despondent.
So, although it was cowardly, she chose to avoid rather than confront.
Looking at Roselia’s shadowed face, Closet let out a deep sigh.
“Well, if that’s what you want…”
Roselia bid farewell with a bitter expression as Closet, after preparing for the outing, left the mansion.
As the sun set, Roselia quietly left the mansion.
Whatever happened, she had to personally handle Antonio, who was like a time bomb.
Moving her unyielding steps, she headed outside the mansion.
Antonio wasn’t particularly clever; he only revealed the money. If her identity were exposed, the Duke might even strip Antonio and try to recover the remaining debt.
Given the Duke’s temperament, he might even consider Antonio’s life value once he ran out of money. Of course, she might find herself in a similar situation…
Heading towards the mansion where she had met Antonio before, Antonio, as if waiting, revealed himself from behind the building.
With a sneering smile, he boldly exposed himself, and Roselia couldn’t contain her anger at such a brazen act, unsure whether the Duke’s or Grand Duke’s shadows were watching nearby.
Grabbing his arm with a thoroughly wrinkled face, Roselia pushed him into the back alley.
“Surely, you haven’t been swaggering so openly around the mansion until now?”
In response to Roselia’s sharp words, Antonio shrugged and smirked.
“It would be troublesome if I got caught, Roselia. There’s no need for me to hide, right?”
Seeing Antonio’s nonchalant reaction, Roselia snorted in annoyance.
“Oh, Roselia… This is different from what you promised me.”
“Who said I made a promise with you?”
With Roselia’s cold words, Antonio, who had approached her by a few steps, lightly touched her short-cut black hair with his fingertips.
“You forgot what I said about exposing your identity if you don’t bring 2,000 verangs by today?”
In response to Antonio’s nonsensical remarks spoken as if they were obvious, Roselia glared at him fiercely.
“Don’t make ridiculous statements! Do you think you’ll be safe if my identity is revealed?”
As Roselia attempted to blackmail him, Antonio’s expression suddenly crumpled.
“Why is our clever Roselia acting like this…”
With a heavily distorted expression, Antonio suddenly grabbed Roselia’s black hair, which was wet from being suddenly seized.
Due to his abrupt actions, Roselia’s head was grabbed, and she bit her lip.
“Should I shave off the rest of your hair and sell it to get rid of you?”
Roselia’s body trembled with anger.
She tried to shake off his hand grabbing her hair, but even Antonio, with only one hand, caught her with male strength, and she couldn’t push him away.
Then, suddenly, he sniffed near Roselia’s neck, his nose twitching.
“What’s this good smell… Did you put on perfume thinking it would help you sell better?”
Feeling disgusted and repulsed, Roselia’s entire body trembled with a sense of shame and disgust as the man, like a pervert, pressed his nose against her neck.
That moment.
From the shadow on the opposite side of the alley, a familiar voice rang out, and a massive figure of a man appeared.
“What are you doing right now, Antonio.”
With a voice that sounded as if a beast were growling, Roselia and Antonio’s heads simultaneously turned.
Approaching slowly with a looming presence, a man came into view.
Claus…
Like a black leopard slowly circling its prey, he approached with a deliberate pace.
As if presenting prey to a black panther, Roselia and Antonio’s heads turned simultaneously.
Releasing a tremendous aura and advancing slowly, Claus reached them.
Suddenly, Claus grabbed Antonio’s wrist, twisted it backward, and said with a cold tone as Antonio groaned in pain.
“Ugh…!!”
As Antonio groaned in pain, Klaus, looking down on him with disgust, coldly spoke.
“It’s you. The trash who even devours his brother’s spine.”
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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