Don't Obsess Over A Married Woman (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“Your stepmother is weak to Celsion’s charms. So I’ll leave that matter to you.”
“Okay! I’ll do my best, brother.”
When Celsion’s eyes lit up, Euphemia tilted her head with a blank expression.
“Then what should I do?”
“You should…”
Cardiel, after a brief moment of thought, spoke.
“Think of a way to drive the tutors out of this house.”
“You’re going to drive out the tutors?”
“There’s no way the people Viscount Baden is pushing could possibly be proper tutors. You haven’t forgotten how the previous tutors treated you, have you?”
At those words, a shared memory surfaced simultaneously in the siblings’ minds.
“…Hmm.”
“…”
Instead of attending the Academy, they’d had private tutors assigned by their father in the past.
All the tutors who had taught the children before Liselotte became Duchess Dieren had, in fact, been influenced by Viscount Baden.
They had uniformly ignored the Duke’s children.
Corporal punishment had been so common it was hardly noteworthy.
They probably assumed that since the Duke himself mistreated his children, such treatment fell within acceptable limits.
Among those memories, one incident stood out especially vividly.
“I’m scared…”
Recalling a particular memory, Celsion clutched his chest, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes.
Just remembering it made breathing difficult—the boy had kept that childhood trauma locked deep within him.
“What if I get locked in the closet again this time…?”
That incident had occurred when Celsion was merely five years old.
A tutor, introduced by Viscount Baden and hired with their father’s approval, had locked Celsion inside a wardrobe in a corner of an old storeroom.
He claimed it was so the “young master could have some time to reflect,” though in reality, the only offense had been getting a multiplication problem wrong.
That afternoon, a violent thunderstorm had poured down.
However, the tutor hadn’t known that the old storeroom where he’d locked Celsion would flood halfway whenever it rained.
If Liselotte hadn’t returned home early due to the rain…
Celsion would surely have perished, trapped inside the fallen wardrobe and drowned in the rising rainwater.
“That’s precisely why we must never accept any tutor recommended by Viscount Baden.”
Even if one slips through, we must create an excuse to drive them out as quickly as possible. It’d be even better if they left on their own.
“So don’t cry. This isn’t the time for tears.”
“Okay… sniff.”
“Crybaby Chelsea. You’re still such a baby.”
“I’m not a baby!”
Just bringing up the memory seemed painful, and Celsion trembled violently with fear.
Though Cardiel felt pity for his frightened younger brother, he didn’t move to comfort him with gentle pats or soothing words.
Oddly enough, it was Euphemia’s teasing that seemed to calm Celsion down a little.
Meanwhile, Cardiel was pondering the complicated affairs of adults.
“They’ll definitely hire tutors again.”
But this time, their stepmother wouldn’t always be there to help them like before.
To put it bluntly, Celsion’s survival had been pure luck.
At the time, both Cardiel and Euphemia had been with their own tutors elsewhere and hadn’t known what was happening to Celsion.
“So this time, we can’t just sit back and let it happen again.”
After all, they couldn’t keep waiting for their stepmother to rescue them forever—not when they were already fifteen years old.
Just then, Euphemia suddenly tilted her head in the opposite direction.
“But among the new tutors, is there a man?”
“What?”
“Is he handsome? Could he possibly propose to Mother?”
“…”
He couldn’t say for sure—he hadn’t met them yet.
But just as Cardiel was about to scold her for such a ridiculous question, he realized something he’d overlooked.
“A handsome tutor?”
As far as Cardiel knew, no one fit that description better than Sir Joseph.
In fact, he doubted anyone ever would.
Such astonishingly beautiful looks—breathtaking regardless of gender—were simply not that common.
Moreover, the man he’d first met at the Duke’s funeral hadn’t been some naive young noble but a remarkably refined adult.
His composed demeanor and uniquely unapproachable aura had honestly left Cardiel wishing, just a little, to emulate him.
“So he’s probably already married.”
Though he hadn’t attended the funeral with his wife, neither had Baron Landgritz or Viscount Baden.
Several other nobles had also come alone.
After all, it coincided with the start of the social season, so attending without one’s spouse was perfectly understandable.
“More importantly, our stepmother didn’t seem at all wary of Sir Joseph.”
Liselotte, who had single-handedly managed the Duchy for years, had a remarkably accurate eye for people.
The reason none of the tutors previously hired at Dieren Manor had lasted more than a week was precisely because they failed to meet her sharp discernment and exacting standards.
Incidentally, there was a reason the tutor who’d tormented Celsion had stayed so long.
Back then, Liselotte hadn’t yet had the authority to interfere in the children’s education.
Only after that incident—when she’d had a massive argument with Duke Dieren—did she begin actively participating in their upbringing.
It was then that the tutors hired by Viscount Baden finally came face-to-face with Liselotte, the true mistress of the house.
…And were all fired within three days.
Some were even expelled without so much as exchanging a few words.
Ah, and that particular tutor responsible for the wardrobe incident was sent straight to prison without a trial.
“So Sir Joseph must also be someone who knows how to keep proper boundaries.”
If one were to indulge in optimistic thinking…
Even if someone approached Liselotte with ulterior motives, encountering Sir Joseph would surely shatter their resolve—
Unless, of course, they possessed an absurdly inflated ego.
“There’s no way that could happen.”
Cardiel replied dismissively to Euphemia’s question.
“But if it really did happen, I’d have to show them what for.”
“You mean kill them?”
…No.
“Euphemia. You should stop talking about killing.”
“Yupi-nee is scary.”
Celsion, who’d just barely stopped crying, started sniffling again.
Euphemia, oblivious to his distress, simply blinked her eyes innocently.
“It’s the easiest solution,” she murmured, not forgetting to add.
“Anyway, to sum up—”
Ignoring her idle chatter, Cardiel issued his orders.
“If anyone shows even a hint of audacity toward our stepmother, I’ll handle it myself. For now, you two focus only on your assigned tasks. If you need backup, speak up.”
“Okay! I’ll shower Mother with so much affection she won’t have time to remarry…!”
“Is it really enough just to drive the tutors away?”
“Yes. Don’t even think about killing them. You’ll have three days—come up with a detailed plan for how you’ll act.”
“Do I really have to write all that down?”
“Just do as I say. Celsion, you also spend the next three days refining your plan.”
“Okay, I’ll try my best!”
“Brother always makes things so complicated…”
“…You’re just trying to take the easy way out.”
Seeing even Euphemia nodding in agreement, Cardiel satisfiedly recorded the conclusions of today’s strategy meeting.
The rest of the plan could be finalized only after they met the new tutors.
“Hey… Kar-hyung, Yupi-nee.”
It was then that a still-quavering voice called out to Cardiel and Euphemia.
Before they could even look up, Celsion hopped off his chair and gently clasped their hands together.
“Don’t you think… we’ve been a little happier lately?”
His cheerful movements made Cardiel and Euphemia’s arms swing rhythmically through the air.
“Now Mother smiles every day, and we can shout and play loudly together like this, and walking around the manor isn’t so scary anymore.”
“…”
“And when we finish our meals, we even get ice cream for dessert!”
“I prefer pudding over ice cream.”
“Hehehe. I like pudding too. What about you, Kar-hyung?”
“…I like sherbet.”
“That’s great too!”
Just moments ago, the mood had been serious.
Now, a warm, cotton-candy-like sweetness filled the study.
All thanks to Celsion’s gentle, heart-melting smile.
“So let’s become even, even happier from now on—with Mother, with Grandpa the butler, with our teachers and nurses, with the other servants, and also…”
“‘Angel of Dieren,’ indeed. That nickname truly suits Celsion perfectly.
Cardiel believed that this cheerful, kind-hearted nature was Celsion’s unique talent—something no one else possessed.
Therefore…
“It’s my duty as the eldest to ensure you two can keep talking about happiness like this.”
He wanted to protect his siblings so they could continue feeling happy—now and always.
“And our stepmother too.”
She was someone he now had to protect. Someone he must be able to protect.
Because he owed her so very much.
“I really should learn swordsmanship after all.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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〈Oh? Even so, your training seems far too intense. Should I speak with your swor
Aww she cared about them from the beginning. She was so innocent and hopeful back then too :((, she didnt know the violence was deliberate. He said plesdon’t interfere cause he was resigned oml no….
Not so much out of guilt for failing to protect his brother, but because he fear
Oh nooo 😭😭 explains why they are so bonded now. That’s alot to deal with
He was fully aware of his own rigid self, trapped solely within his own thoughts
Poor babyyy
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Soo all this talk about the dungeons being a maze and very dangerous was for what???
Aww this is such a tesrjerker of a chapter 🥲🥺 . Now she knows they love her ( they made it obvious though)
This is crazy omgosh what is going onn this amount of darkness and trauma gave me whiplash. I can also see where this is going amnesia arc incoming isn’t it.