“What…?”
Displaying a displeased expression, Klaus rose and approached Roselia.
Despite realizing she had blundered, Roselia steadfastly held her ground, not retreating.
Klaus, standing close to Roselia, spoke with a chilling gaze, “You’ve barely been here a month and you think you know everything?”
“Perhaps being new here makes me more objective than anyone else here, have you considered that?”
Klaus exhaled in disbelief, looking at Roselia who was unyielding in her response.
“Do you claim to know why I’m so immersed in work and money?”
“Although I may not know your personal reasons, Duke, I do know this – what matters most now for you and your sister isn’t money.”
Roselia’s words, seemingly negating all his efforts, ignited anger in his eyes.
“Damn it, Antonio.”
He moved swiftly, almost grabbing Roselia’s collar in his agitation, while she, tensed up, faced him boldly.
“I don’t need this now. My head’s already exploding. You’re the only one here who would dare say such things to me.”
Indeed, that explained Closet’s upbringing.
Her loneliness and solitude hidden behind her aloof and prickly exterior, and how she had built walls around herself.
“If it’s your way to replace presence with money, why didn’t you do the same with the Crown Princess?”
Roselia’s words were an accusation of his doting on the Crown Princess while neglecting his sister.
“Fucking hell! The Crown Princess is already wealthy! All I could offer was comfort for her loneliness and isolation!”
Calmly facing his agitation, Roselia remarked, “You see the Crown Princess’s loneliness but not your sister’s?”
“What…?”
Klaus’s icy blue eyes froze for a moment.
He was silent for a while, as if realizing something for the first time.
Roselia looked straight at him, “Did you really think all this time that your sister was fine?”
“…”
How could he be so attentive to the Crown Princess’s needs yet so oblivious to his own blood’s feelings?
As Roselia stared in disbelief, Klaus muttered softly, “I always gave her the best. I thought that was the best I could do.”
How could he think that was enough?
Exhaling deeply, Roselia shook her head, “But you and Lady Closet were left alone after your parents passed. She only had you. How lonely she must have been, especially at such a young age.”
The exact time of their parents’ demise wasn’t detailed in the original story, but it was before Klaus came of age, which meant Closet was very young when it happened.
This realization made Closet’s situation even more pitiful.
“Though she never says it, she must feel neglected.”
As Roselia lectured, Klaus ran his fingers through his hair, responding coldly.
“Even if you say that, I can’t rearrange my schedule just for a birthday party. She’s almost an adult; she’ll understand. Stop meddling and focus on repaying your debts instead.”
“But this isn’t just any birthday party, it’s Lady Closet’s debutante ball…!”
“Antonio.”
Intimidated by his stern call, Roselia could only close her mouth.
“Don’t make me repeat myself. My head is already aching because of you. Please leave now.”
Roselia, hesitating as if to protest, eventually resigned and bowed respectfully.
“My apologies for taking up your valuable time, Duke. I will take my leave now.”
With that formal farewell, Roselia left Klaus’s office with a somber expression.
As Closet waited in the bustling salon for her custom-ordered dress, she spoke bluntly.
“Don’t worry about it. I never had any expectations anyway.”
Despite her casual demeanor while sipping tea, Roselia felt a heaviness in her heart.
“Even so, it’s your debutante ball…”
“Don’t bother. It’s not like it’s the first time. I’m used to it by now.”
Closet sipped her tea with a prematurely mature grace, prompting a small smile from Roselia.
Just then, the salon’s madam entered, carrying Closet’s finished dress.
“Lady Closet~ I hope you haven’t been waiting too long? Here is your cyan blue dress, embellished with sapphires, diamonds, and aquamarines to give a refreshing and cool impression.”
The excited madam began to elaborate on the dress.
“Especially this part, inspired by your blue eyes, highlighted with these blue diamonds…”
As the madam’s explanations dragged on, Closet, looking bored, suddenly gestured for her to stop.
“More importantly, I also need a dress for my domestic assistant. Can you make it in three days?”
“Cyan blue suits you more than cobalt blue, but… What?”
Startled by Closet’s request, the madam looked bewildered.
Closet, with her usual haughtiness, insisted, “I need a dress for my domestic assistant for an event in a week.”
“Three days might be too short…”
“You know our family deals exclusively with this salon, right?”
“Four days! Give me four days!”
Fired up, the madam hurriedly summoned her assistants to get to work.
Roselia, surrounded by women taking her measurements, looked bewildered.
Closet, eyeing the dresses on display, flashed a mischievous smile.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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