Deborah raised her head to look at the grand building before her – it was the Heilz Department Store, a place that collected and sold everything expensive and fashionable.
‘A place not just anyone can enter.’
Deborah wore a forced smile, to which Jen commented,
“I’m sorry for bringing you to such a bustling place. If I had more time, I would have booked a quiet boutique.”
‘A boutique? Why would he take me there?’
Deborah furrowed her brow and asked,
“Are you planning to buy a dress for Countess Blaise’s daughter?”
“Why are you bringing up that woman all of a sudden?”
Jen interrupted her with an irritable tone, making Deborah look up at him.
Her eyes seemed to ask why he brought her here, and Jen answered,
“Didn’t I tell you earlier? I don’t just apologize with words.”
He wore an annoyingly smug smile, filled with the crisp winter scent.
Deborah, still keeping her gaze fixed on Jen, shook her head and said,
“If you’re thinking of buying me something…”
Before she could express her refusal, Jen cut her off again,
“Didn’t I also say I have something to teach you?”
“What exactly here?”
“Deborah.”
Jen called her name, which should have been ‘Mrs. Johnson,’ using her first name.
Confused, Deborah showed it on her face, but Jen, unfazed, boldly stated,
“In such situations, you should ask for these kinds of things, not some conditions for a stranger.”
Saying so, Jen, as always, took the lead. Deborah didn’t want to follow but,
“Come in.”
Jen, turning back to her, seemed unyielding. The doorman, too, looked pitiful, still holding the large door open.
With a sigh, Deborah eventually moved. Just past the door, a different world unfolded.
High ceilings with chandeliers emitting warm, dazzling light, and music softly playing somewhere in the background. The flower decorations, strong perfume scent, and the good clothes worn by well-dressed customers filled the vast space.
‘I’m already feeling overwhelmed.’
Though Deborah groaned inside, she didn’t let it show, considering she wasn’t alone.
Standing beside Jen, who was garnering the attention of numerous women, he soon said thoughtfully,
“Let’s follow, then.”
The first place Jen took Deborah in the department store was the women’s clothing section.
Mostly custom clothes were sold here in Heilz, a store known for selling only high-end products.
“If you’re going to buy something for me, one outfit will be enough.”
Deborah, feeling like a puppet with her arms forcibly raised, said so. Jen, however, didn’t respond, busy looking at a catalog.
Ignoring Deborah’s words, a staff measuring her size commented,
“My, what a wonderful figure you have! Any outfit will suit you. And this shiny black hair! So elegant and beautiful.”
Judging by the compliments, the sales staff likely thought Deborah’s black dress was just a simple one, not realizing it was mourning attire.
‘I can’t even explain it.’
Worried Jen might hear some strange rumor about him buying clothes for a widow, Deborah swallowed what she wanted to say.
‘I guess I’ll just be the one misunderstood, oh well.’
While Deborah was being measured, Jen, who had finished browsing the catalog, gestured to another staff member and whispered something inaudibly to Deborah.
“First, everything that’s newly released. And among the clothes suitable for this weather, what can be prepared the quickest?”
“This design can be delivered the day after tomorrow.”
“Then include this one as well.”
As Deborah, who had just finished getting measured, approached and overheard the conversation, Jen quickly said,
“No. Do you think my apology is that cheap? Just one outfit to finish it off?”
Saying so, Jen took the paper with Deborah’s measurements from the staff, thinking she was too thin, and stood up.
“Let’s go. This section mainly has everyday wear, the other dresses are…”
As Jen strode off, Deborah hurriedly followed.
“Mr. Baker!”
Whether he didn’t hear her desperate voice or purposely ignored it, Jen didn’t look back. His eyes caught sight of a good-looking coat.
It was a warm wheat-colored coat. Rather than being overly flashy, it had an elegant and calm hue, appearing thick and snug, seemingly perfect for Deborah.
“What fur is this coat made of?”
Jen asked without taking his eyes off the coat. The attentive staff quickly responded.
“You have a good eye. This is made from…”
That’s when it happened.
“Mr. Baker!”
Deborah, somewhat agitated, called out to him and grabbed the sleeve of his coat.
Jen’s large upper body helplessly leaned towards her. The staff looked on in surprise.
Deborah knew she had acted immodestly.
Jen, who behaved arrogantly but disliked others behaving rudely towards him, might now glare at her with blazing eyes and say, “What are you doing?” Yet, she had to stop him.
“Did you forget that I’m a widow?”
Deborah whispered this into Jen’s ear as he leaned over like a broken tree.
Having said her piece, Deborah let go of the sleeve of his coat, which felt as luxurious as it looked. But now wasn’t the time to admire the quality of his coat.
“I know.”
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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