Suddenly, Debora recalled the time when Jen saved Dia. Maybe that moment became a turning point.
‘Back then, Mr. Baker was quite impressive.’
No, Jen was always impressive.
Honestly, you wouldn’t find someone as handsome as him anywhere in the world.
What about his voice? Even Debora sometimes got goosebumps from his charismatic tone.
And his beautiful eyes, like the moon in the night sky, and the deep gaze, were also special.
“If he doesn’t hurt with cruel words, anyone would fall for him.”
Yeah. It wasn’t strange for Dia to fall for Jen, and it wasn’t a bad situation.
“If Mr. Baker was the worst child in the world as in the original, I would have tried my best to stop Miss…”
However, the Jen Debora experienced was not the worst child in the world; he was subtly affectionate.
A person who cares about the health of a mere servant and can lead a fun conversation with a bold tone.
So, there was no reason for Dia not to love him.
“Rather, it’s good if it works out. Anyway, the two of them will get married in a year.”
Debora imagined the wedding of the two.
On a very nice day, Dia, more beautiful than anyone else in the warm church, and Jen, more handsome than anyone else, naturally stepped on the wedding road together.
And she would be sitting in the place where the maids were, clapping enthusiastically. It was truly happy and beautiful…
“Huh?”
Debora, who was continuing her imagination, felt a discomfort in one corner of her heart, and her eyes widened.
Why am I thinking like this? Debora let out an awkward laugh.
“Well, do I want to sit in the chief’s seat? I should know the subject, Debora Johnson.”
Debora brushed off this discomfort with a light joke. She didn’t want to know why she felt this way. It wasn’t necessary to know.
“Hmm.”
Belus frowned as he placed a document in front of him.
On the day of the party, the document Belus received from Jen contained the amount of investment Balm Saga wanted.
“I had a rough estimate, though.”
It was an amount too burdensome for an ordinary individual to handle.
Of course, Belus was not an ordinary individual, and if he decided to liquidate his property, he could prepare any amount.
“However, I don’t want to pour everything here.”
Belus hoped that in the future, only he would remain as the winner of this investment. That way, everyone, including his brother, would be surprised.
But he also wanted to minimize the risk.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Jen, and losing this money wouldn’t kill him, but pouring everything into one place felt uncomfortable.
“Hmm. Who secretly could help me without others knowing?”
Friends were too greedy. John, in particular, had a very light tongue.
“A benefactor who brings the spotlight only to me…”
Thinking with his forehead wrinkled, Belus soon thought of a foolish-looking woman.
Every time he thought of that face, he felt bad, but not today.
“Yeah. If it’s her.”
Belus immediately sent someone to the Duke of Verin. Checking the card sent by Belus, Margaret blushed and said to the governess,
“I, I have to prepare for an outing.”
“What? Since you have a slight fever, it would be better for you to rest today.”
Hugging the card preciously, Margaret shook her head and said, “No, I have to get ready.”
“He suggested meeting outside for the first time.”
The governess, Yumo, wasn’t in a good mood, but she couldn’t keep stopping the young lady who liked it so much.
Having prepared herself, Margaret headed to the cafe written on the card.
Arriving 10 minutes earlier than the agreed-upon time, she naturally thought Belus wouldn’t be at the cafe.
After all, he never kept his appointments with Margaret. But…
“You came early.”
Belus was already there. Margaret tried to calm her pounding heart and said,
“G-Good afternoon, Mr. Delta.”
“You don’t have to greet me in such a rigid manner.”
Rising from his seat, Belus pulled out Margaret’s chair and said, “Please sit carefully.”
“T-Thank you.”
As Belus sat back across from her, he grinned, resting his chin on his hand. The sunlight streaming through the window accentuated his dazzling appearance.
“Come to think of it, you keep calling me Mr. Delta. We’re not in that kind of relationship.”
“Y-Yes?”
“Please call me Belus, Margaret.”
Margaret’s face turned red as if it would burst.
It was the first time she had been called by her name or allowed to call someone by their name.
“Y-Yes… Belus.”
With a shy and trembling voice, Margaret blushed. Watching her reaction, Belus thought,
“Oh, this is quite easy.”
Belus led the conversation with a smooth voice. Margaret couldn’t regain her composure due to his usual sweet tone, affectionate concerns, and the like.
Just when it seemed enough, Belus smoothly brought up the topic.
“It seems Duke Berin is not pleased. Honestly, I fall far short compared to Margaret.”
“N-No, that’s not true! Belus is truly an excellent person.”
Margaret replied desperately, clenching her fist. Belus raised an eyebrow and continued,
“No, it’s not like that. I don’t even have an inherited family, and I’m not even involved in the family’s business, am I?”
Margaret sighed, looking at his eyes filled with distress.
“So, to gain recognition from the duke, I’m making personal efforts, but…”
“E-Efforts…?”
In Margaret’s worried voice, Belus nodded, revealing a gentle smile.
Little did Margaret know, that beautiful smile in his eyes was, in fact, a sly smile of a snake.
“Margaret, could you please keep this secret for me?”
Margaret, as if enchanted, nodded her head. Belus, with an angelic smile, was satisfied.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
