Zen watched silently as Deborah carefully took a bite of the cake.
‘Really uncomfortably.’
Deborah chewed and swallowed the cake with difficulty, managing a forced smile at Zen, who quickly averted his gaze and hooked his finger on the handle of his teacup.
‘Who’s the one wanting to avoid this situation now…’
At that moment, Deborah thought it was just a matter of eating a slice of cake before they could resume their conversation. But as soon as her plate was empty, Zen promptly placed another dessert on it.
“Mr. Baker, it’s okay. I’ve had enough.”
“How can one be full with just a slice of cake? Eat more.”
“No, I…”
“…Is it because it doesn’t taste good?”
Zen frowned.
“What?”
As Deborah was about to reply, Zen called out.
“…Over there!”
Zen summoned the footman, who approached gracefully yet urgently. Zen scowled at him.
“Bring the chef here.”
“Mr. Baker!”
Startled, Deborah exclaimed. Zen glanced at her, then turned his head, looking divine from the side. His nose, cheeks, and lush eyelashes were perfectly sculptured like a marble statue, making it hard to believe this was the same man who was just scowling.
“It’s delicious, really. I’ve never had a cake this good in my life.”
Zen, taking her awkward excuse, sighed and turned back towards her.
The quick-thinking footman bowed and left the room. Deborah, determined to prove her point, picked up her fork again.
‘What am I even doing?’
Deborah continued eating until Zen left for his outing. If the footman hadn’t come to fetch him, she might have had to finish all the desserts there.
“You need to leave now.”
Zen sighed heavily, reluctantly getting up.
“I have a lot to do, so I must go. I’ll probably return by noon tomorrow.”
“Then I’ll return to the hotel now and visit you the day after tomorrow.”
Zen frowned at Deborah’s response.
“What are you talking about? I clearly said you couldn’t return to the hotel. Did you already forget what I told you?”
Deborah looked incredulously at his twisted lips. Pleased with her reaction, Zen’s face brightened.
“I’ll have your things from the hotel brought here. If you need anything else, just ask the staff.”
“Mr. Baker.”
“Ah, and don’t even think about leaving the grounds until I return. I won’t allow it.”
Stunned, Deborah took a couple of deep breaths before asking,
“…Did I just hear that wrong?”
“No, you heard me correctly. You’re free to roam the garden, but outside your room, you must always be accompanied by a servant. No exceptions.”
Overwhelmed by Zen’s insistence, Deborah’s head spun.
“Mr. Baker.”
Deborah called him again. Her voice shook, but it was Zen’s eyes that trembled.
Deborah felt strangely familiar with his gaze, as if she had seen it before. Was it because she had read his story?
“Master.”
At that moment, the footman called for Zen again, probably urging him to leave. Zen’s gaze towards the footman was filled with dissatisfaction.
“Well then.”
Looking down at Deborah again, Zen said,
“I shall be going then.”
With a smug smile on his handsome face, Zen started walking away.
Deborah found Zen annoying, especially how he remained beautiful despite his whimsical behavior.
‘So full of himself.’
Thanks to Zen’s actions, Deborah felt both her head and stomach were about to burst. And now, more eating?
‘This is torture!’
Deborah sincerely said,
“I’m sorry, but I’m really full. If I eat more, I’ll surely get sick.”
“I’ll bring some digestive soup then. Just try a spoonful. It’s okay to leave some.”
“No, I can’t waste such precious food. Please, I implore you, listen to my request. If Mr. Baker asks, tell him I firmly refused. I’ll tell him the same.”
The maid hesitated, then left with a “Call me if you need anything.” Deborah, who had only nodded in response, immediately lay down on the bed once the maid was gone.
‘Ah, so uncomfortable.’
The cloud-like bed, the princess-like room, her belly full of sweet and soft things, and her situation, all stepping on this dreadful story.
‘What’s going to happen next…’
Deborah pondered the content of the novel she remembered. A dressing maid did appear in the story, a minor villainous role belittling Dia.
‘Am I that villain?’
It was doubtful. The novel wasn’t one with many villains.
And she didn’t remember a dressing maid named ‘Deborah.’ If it was, she might recall something faintly.
‘Surely, Deborah wasn’t mentioned in this story.’
She wasn’t sure enough to stake her life on it, but Deborah was fairly confident.
‘Even if I really become a dressing maid, it just changes a nameless villain into Deborah.’
‘But that wouldn’t significantly alter the future, right?’
She remembered, the story’s cruel flow wouldn’t have changed: a man obsessed with revenge ruining a poor woman’s life.
Feeling gloomy, Deborah suddenly shook her head.
‘Wait. Do I really have to become a dressing maid?’
Deborah pressed her palms against her cheeks, her mouth gaping open in shock.
‘I really don’t want to!’
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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