“Did you just come from Deborah’s room?”
Still bowing her head, Shelly responded, “Yes, master.”
“What is she doing now?”
“She is currently asleep.”
“Asleep? At this time?”
Jen asked this and, before even hearing Shelly’s response, he frowned and raised his voice, “Why? Is she unwell?”
“It’s not that. She stayed up all night and is tired,” Shelly explained.
“…….”
Jen covered his mouth with his large hand and maintained silence for a moment before speaking, “Once she wakes up, check on her condition. If she’s alright, tell her to come see me… no, tell her to come to me. But if she’s not well, don’t bother relaying my message and come find me instead.”
“I understand.”
Jen sighed deeply and turned back the way he came. His footsteps were quiet and slow, a complete change from his earlier pace.
Only after Jen had completely disappeared did Shelly breathe a silent sigh of relief.
‘Anyway, from the master’s attitude, Deborah is not just an ordinary maid.’
Shelly was not cunning but calculative. And it was a fact that Deborah held a higher position than her.
So, it didn’t hurt to lower her own attitude and be cautious in her approach.
“I look forward to working with you.”
Shelly bowed formally as if she were addressing a housekeeper, not a new maid.
Deborah hid her awkward feelings and thought, ‘It seems she’s drawing a line with me. It’s not necessarily bad, but I’d prefer to be on friendly terms with everyone.’
Being treated formally by someone she would interact with daily was something Deborah found unbearable.
Deborah thought it might be necessary to discuss this with Jen.
Since Jen had already sought her out, she wouldn’t have to hear, ‘Did you come here just to discuss this?’ It seemed like she wouldn’t be able to avoid a lecture for napping during the day, though.
‘Oh dear…’
Deborah visited Jen’s office for the second time that day. Knock knock. Deborah lightly knocked on the door, and Jen’s voice came from inside.
“Who is it?”
“It’s Deborah. I heard you were looking for me—”
“Come in.”
Jen responded before Deborah could finish.
‘He must be in a hurry.’
Deborah wrinkled her nose and shook her head. What kind of lecture was waiting to scratch at her? And what was the reason he wanted to see her?
With anxious anticipation, Deborah entered the office.
Earlier, the floor had been littered with papers, but now it was spotless. There was no longer the distinct smell of paper or tobacco, replaced instead by a cool and pleasant fragrance.
However, the amount of paperwork had increased significantly since her last visit.
‘Goodness. When will he ever finish all this?’
Deborah unintentionally worried about Jen’s workload but was quickly snapped out of it by his piercing gaze. Who was worrying about whom now?
“Good afternoon, Mr. Baker.”
“Yes, a very good afternoon indeed.”
The sarcasm in his voice made Deborah brace herself internally. Here comes the lecture! She needed to manage her expression well.
“So, you stayed up all night? For what reason? Was your bed uncomfortable?”
“No.”
“Then why… are you unwell?”
Jen’s eyes sharpened like the point of a finely honed blade.
“No. I stayed up to organize the documents I handed to you this morning. I’m in good health.”
Jen twitched one eyebrow.
“All that just for those documents?”
“Yes.”
“Hah. I called you here to talk about that, and hearing this now seems even more absurd.”
Jen opened a drawer and took out the documents Deborah had given him in the morning.
“Do you have any connection to the Blaise family?”
Deborah blinked slowly, putting on an awkward smile.
“Hmm. What’s this sudden talk about?”
Deborah cautiously spoke, “I don’t understand why you would ask that all of a sudden.”
“You really don’t know? I thought your demands would be about asking for more money due to a change in job duties, or asking for personal time off, something like that.”
Jen flipped through the two-page document, speaking sarcastically, “Asking to participate in the governess interview for Dia Blaise. Requesting not to engage in any wrongdoing. To be as kind as possible to her. And what? To have the right to express your opinion about Dia Blaise?”
Jen spoke sharply, his face contorting evilly on his otherwise stunningly beautiful visage.
“Were you dreaming of being a nanny?”
The documents, precariously held in Jen’s fingers, slowly fell onto the desk.
“But what a shame. She’s a grown adult.”
“I know that. But I heard from Mrs. Saint that she has no maid or lady’s maid coming with her from the main house, and she might feel very lonely and struggle.”
“So, you came up with this for someone you’ve never met?”
Jen sneered cynically.
Deborah understood Jen’s reaction wasn’t unreasonable.
‘I, who until recently didn’t want to be a dressing maid, am now passionately involved.’
However, she couldn’t just back down. Deborah decided to use Mrs. Saint’s name once more.
“Mrs. Saint specifically asked me to do so.”
“Hah. She cares that much about Lady Blaise?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
