When the Duke found out that the valet he had kept by his side for three months, thinking he was a man, was actually a woman, it was impossible to predict how he would react.
Although he had been like a beast in heat last night, she knew better than anyone how wary the Duke was of women, having observed him closely for the past three months.
The Duke detested women so much that he would take a detour if he saw a woman walking towards him from the opposite direction.
For a Duke who hated women that much…
A claim for damages?
Is this why he was looking for a bed partner?
But she soon shook her head.
That couldn’t be the reason.
There was no way the Duke, known for being rational and reasonable, with wealth that would never run dry, would ask for economic compensation for such a thing.
Besides, it’s not like it could turn him back into a virgin.
To begin with, in the Ellaion Empire where sexual culture was relatively free, it wouldn’t make sense for anyone, let alone the Duke, to hold one party responsible for an adult man and woman spending a night together.
Right! There’s no need to worry prematurely.
Just because Lord Joyce was going to the “Night of Dogs and Cats” didn’t necessarily mean he would find her.
Moreover, he was looking for a woman, but both the Duke and Lord Joyce thought of her as a man, so it would be difficult for them to connect the woman who stayed at that inn with her.
So nothing will happen.
Chloe tried to shake off the negative thoughts and buried her head in the bed.
Before she knew it, her alert mind began to blur, and Chloe’s eyes slowly closed.
The overwhelming physical fatigue from staying up all night overcame her mental exhaustion.
[This is the timeline separator]“Gasp!”
Chloe, who had fallen asleep at some point, suddenly sat up as if struck by lightning.
What time is it?
Looking out the window, she saw the sun was setting. It seemed to be late afternoon already.
Just how long had she slept?
The Duke didn’t employ female servants and disliked physical contact even with male servants, so he didn’t receive any assistance with bathing or dressing.
As a result, even though Chloe was a valet, she only had to assist with morning face washing, bring tea in the morning and afternoon to receive the day’s instructions and handle them, or attend to the Duke only when specially summoned.
It was so leisurely that the Duke’s valet might be considered the easiest valet position in the world.
Of course, when she first started serving, there were no such rules, so she sometimes hesitated. These patterns gradually settled as the Duke didn’t give any specific instructions.
Anyway, with so little work to do, it would be shameful to be late even for tea time service.
But it was already well past the afternoon tea time.
Chloe hurriedly prepared tea and entered the Duke’s room.
“I’m late. I’m sorry.”
“……”
The Duke said nothing.
Is he displeased because I’m late?
Feeling uneasy, Chloe glanced at the Duke while setting down the tea.
Oh my!
The Duke was glaring at her with his hand just below his nose, frowning. It was as if he was blocking his nose to avoid a foul smell.
His eyes were so fiery that it sent chills down her spine.
“Your Grace?”
Even if she was a bit late, was it really something to get so angry about, just for drinking tea a little later?
There had been many times when he didn’t drink the tea she prepared until it got cold.
“You……”
The Duke started to speak but stopped, wincing.
Strangely, he looked somewhat pained.
“Your Grace, are you feeling unwell somewhere?”
“Ahem! It’s nothing. Just open the window.”
“Yes.”
Does he have a headache? Why is he suddenly asking for ventilation?
After opening the window and returning, the Duke’s face seemed a bit more relaxed.
“Your Grace, shall I bring the tea to your desk? If you have a headache, drinking tea might help…”
“No! Don’t come closer!”
“…Yes.”
Chloe was bewildered.
At the mention of coming closer, the Duke waved his hands as if she were infected with some plague. It seemed he wouldn’t tolerate her approach.
“Get out.”
“Are there any other instructions? The mail…”
“I said get out!”
Chloe shut her mouth, startled by the Duke’s near-shout.
“Leave, now.”
The Duke ordered once more.
Chloe flinched and left the Duke’s room, feeling as if she had been chased out.
[This is the timeline separator]“Whew…!”
As soon as Clyne left and the door closed, Hugrey took a deep breath.
It was certain.
The male Clyne smelled of that woman.
It was even more evident than before.
That guy, who had no body scent before, was now exuding an extremely pleasant scent, the same as the woman he had imprinted on.
He must be going mad.
First imprinting on a woman he had never met before, and now being enchanted by a male servant.
Such a phenomenon had never been heard of in the history of wolf shapeshifters.
Why would a male servant suddenly have such a scent, and that too of all days today!
His head was already complicated with just the thought of finding the woman he had imprinted on, and now he couldn’t think straight because he was intoxicated by his servant’s scent.
It was an unprecedented emergency situation.
[This is the timeline separator]The next day, Lord Joyce returned.
He entered the Duke’s office, saying he would report the results of his investigation.
Chloe also slipped in behind him. She needed to hear how much he had found out.
Although the Duke had chased her out yesterday, she had often been present when Lord Joyce met with the Duke before, so it shouldn’t seem too suspicious.
As expected, the Duke’s eyes swept over Chloe standing behind Lord Joyce. Fortunately, he didn’t chase her out.
“Did you find the woman?”
The Duke’s gaze shifted to Lord Joyce.
“Yes, there was only one woman who stayed at that inn that night. It was her third visit, they said. Her name is Chloe.”
Chloe tightly shut her eyes.
Chloe… Chloe!
Must she live forever under the name Clyne?
How on earth did they find out her name at the inn?
She didn’t remember writing her name anywhere, as there was no guest book at such an inn.
“Last name?”
The Duke asked.
“They said they don’t know her last name. Even her first name was apparently let slip when she was drunk on that third night she stayed.”
I don’t remember saying my name.
Oh no!
Suddenly, the conversation from that night came back to her.
She remembered clearly how she had said that, trying to be careful not to reveal her name.
“Chloe.”
The Duke softly murmured her name.
Chloe shuddered.
Although she knew the Duke wasn’t saying it knowing that she was ‘Chloe’, she felt as if she was standing naked before the Duke, stripped of her disguise wig, glasses, and men’s clothes.
“She was drinking on the first floor that day and then went up to the second floor. She disappeared at dawn. She always paid for her stay in advance and always left the room empty at dawn. The innkeepers didn’t know where she came from either. However, the woman said she was stopping by after going on vacation and before returning to work. So she’s probably not a local woman.”
“Chloe, not an Arne woman. Was on vacation.”
The Duke muttered each piece of information distinctly, as if engraving it in his mind.
Each word felt like a stone hitting her head.
“Yes. And…”
Lord Joyce seemed to drag out his words a bit.
It felt ominous.
What else would come out of his mouth?
“And what? Report everything you investigated without omission, Joyce.”
The Duke sternly urged him to continue the report.
“She said work life was hard, and that she wanted to quit her job, go back to her hometown, date, get married, and have children. It seems she was a woman who either had a fiancé or at least a lover.”
Ah! It was ominous after all.
Chloe sincerely wanted to slap her own mouth.
Saying she wanted to go back to her hometown to date or get married.
And children on top of that?
It seemed she would blurt out even the tiniest thoughts in her mind when drunk.
She had said all the things only a woman could do because she was sick of crossdressing, but she had never actually thought about those things.
Her clenched hands were becoming damp with sweat.
Now that her name ‘Chloe’ had come out, if more information emerged, it would be dangerously incriminating.
“Fiancé? Marriage?”
The Duke asked, his face more rigid than she had ever seen before.
“That’s just my speculation.”
Lord Joyce added.
Chloe, feeling dumbfounded, glared at the back of Joyce’s head standing in front of her, then glanced at the Duke’s face.
The Duke was looking down at his desk with his head bowed.
“……”
When the heavy silence filling the room became almost suffocating, the Duke opened his mouth again, telling him to continue.
“Based on the fact that it was a lodging she stopped at while traveling between work and hometown, I think her workplace or hometown must be at least half a day’s journey away. I plan to narrow down the search to women named ‘Chloe’ living in areas that take more than 4 hours to travel from the inn. Still, it will probably take quite some time. I think it would be good to also place a request with the information guild using the woman’s name.”
Listening to Lord Joyce’s words, Chloe felt her strength drain away, her legs trembling.
It felt like being cornered by hunters gradually closing in their net.
No, this is when I need to keep my wits about me more than ever!
But as she tried to gather strength in her legs and raise her head, she flinched and her knees buckled.
The Duke was staring intently at her face.
She couldn’t understand why he was looking at her instead of Lord Joyce.
Chloe quickly lowered her head again.
“Find out as quickly as possible.”
However, the Duke didn’t say anything particular to Chloe and shifted his gaze to Lord Joyce as he spoke.
“Yes.”
Lord Joyce nodded slightly and turned around. Chloe quickly stuck close behind him, trying to leave the Duke’s room.
It was fortunate that the Duke hadn’t said anything about her being present until now, but seeing how he had been staring at her just now, it was best to disappear quickly.
“Clyne.”
However, the Duke called out to her just as she had turned around.
Ah, why again!
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Daily Life of a Scumbag Man Giving Birth (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The way for a promiscuous scumbag man to atone for his sins is to let him get… pregnant.
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, scammed countless women, 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 scam 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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