Following that incident, Laila’s maid, Alice, upon seeing the disarrayed room, couldn’t help but shed tears of sorrow, questioning if enduring such treatment was all for the sake of being engaged to Reynard.
Laila tried to comfort her, but she herself harbored the same thoughts. Just in case, she made sure to lock the door when she was alone in her room.
She had worries about whether this was the right thing to do, but she was adamant about avoiding being alone with Reynard at all costs.
Somehow, fortunately, Reynard seemed to have lost interest in Laila afterward. Maybe he found someone else. Perhaps that’s why his interest in Laila waned.
If that was really the case, it was a relief. But…
‘To think I have to marry someone like him.’
And the engagement ceremony is tomorrow.
Tomorrow, she had to announce their special connection in front of everyone.
Since it was an engagement between royal families, breaking it off would undoubtedly be difficult, and even if they did, it would quickly escalate into a diplomatic issue.
Contemplating these practical problems, Laila bit her lip. Reynard, dancing flamboyantly with another on the dance floor, came into view.
Her heart raced as if stricken with stage fright the moment she saw him.
Just before their eyes met, Laila turned her head and spoke to the maid beside her.
“I feel unwell and need to step outside for a bit. Perhaps to the garden. It shouldn’t be a problem if it’s just for a moment, right?”
“Yes, Princess. Everyone is busy eating and talking anyway.”
Laila nodded slightly.
“I’ll be back soon… keep my seat for me.”
“Understood.”
After instructing her maid, Laila stood up and opened a side door of the banquet hall, stepping out onto a marble-laid terrace.
Some guests who had also grown tired of the inside atmosphere were there, and they began to glance over and whisper among themselves when Laila appeared.
It probably wasn’t pleasant gossip.
The insignificant 7th Prince’s fiancée from another country, just as unremarkable as him – Laila was aware of her unfortunate situation.
Ignoring their gazes, Laila exited the terrace and stepped into the adjoining garden. The sound of her footsteps on the grass was somewhat comforting as she strolled leisurely.
Suddenly, a rustling nearby startled her. When she turned to look, she was even more surprised.
Hidden behind a large tree, a man and woman were kissing each other. The man was…
‘The 1st Prince… wasn’t he?’
She recalled greeting him on her first day in the Kingdom of Filmer. However, the woman kissing the 1st Prince was not his wife.
Having witnessed a scene she shouldn’t have, Laila quickly withdrew. But as she misstepped on a pebble and felt her heel slip, she inwardly screamed.
‘Oh no…!’
If a commotion arose, she would be caught spying on them!
Several thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
What if the 1st Prince, caught in his infidelity, harmed her? What if Reynard, after being rebuffed by that woman, turned his violence towards her again? And this time, there would be no one to help…
Just when she thought she would fall onto the grass, something, or someone, caught her from behind, preventing her fall.
Realizing instantly that it was a person, Laila’s eyes widened in surprise. She looked up to see a man’s face.
“……!”
As she was about to make a sound, the man put his finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet.
Thanks to his prompt action, Laila managed to stifle her voice. She was then swiftly pulled by the hand and led away, not towards the terrace leading back to the banquet hall, but along a different path in the garden.
Pitter-patter.
The footsteps of two people hurriedly traversed the garden. The man glanced over at her occasionally, as if worried she might stumble again.
Once they were at a safe distance, in the middle of a vast garden where fountain water splashed refreshingly, Laila asked the man.
“Could, could you let go of my hand, Lord Millei?”
It was then that Millei stopped abruptly. After a brief pause, he turned to face Laila.
His neat face, illuminated by the bright light streaming through the windows of the banquet hall, was tinged with a gentle smile.
“Do you remember my name?”
His voice was soft, a stark contrast to the sharp and cold tone he had used when dealing with Reynard last time.
For some reason, his seemingly friendly words made Laila blush slightly.
“That, yes, I overheard your conversation inadvertently…”
It was ambiguous whether she could truly claim to have overheard their conversation.
As she trailed off and lowered her head, Lord Millei looked down at her intently and then revealed his full name.
“Adrian Millei.”
“Your… name?”
“My name, Princess of Wessex.”
Then, Lord Millei lifted Laila’s gloved hand and gently kissed her fingertips, a gesture of reverence.
Laila’s hand twitched. Clear agitation was evident in her blue eyes. It was not just because of the lips that had touched her hand.
“Adrian.”
His name reminded her of someone.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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