Ena let out a sighlike word. Christoph slowly turned his eyes to look at her. With a weary and frustrated expression, Ena closed her eyes.
“If Marianne fled of her own will, and if she doesn’t want to be caught by anyone, then she will never contact us. She knows that you would be the first one to come looking for us. My daughter, Marianne is… a clever child.”
“…….”
Ena was right. Marianne was more extraordinary than anyone else.
When she enrolled in law school, how proud Fabien must have been. The cost of the drinks he bought for his colleagues that day would have been a month’s salary.
Christoph, who had been pointed out something unexpected, showed a bewildered face for the first time. His indifferent expression crumbled, and a restless look flickered in his black eyes.
Even though he was extremely angry, he had never once thought that he would not find Marianne. She had always been within his expectations, and finding her was only a matter of time.
But if she ultimately did not contact Fabien and Ena? If she disappeared like smoke?
Fabien looked at Christoph, who was desperately rubbing his mouth with his dry hand, with puzzled eyes. His always confident black eyes shook uncontrollably.
Christoph looked anxious, like a child who had lost his mother’s hand in the market. Like a frightened child who didn’t know where to go.
Ah, Marianne. What on earth have you done?
Fabien covered his eye sockets with his palm. Christoph’s voice penetrated his ears.
It was not the voice that had been faintly sharp just before. It was an anxious and fearful voice. Unbelievable, but true.
“Then, where should we find Marianne?”
His voice was broken. Christoph finally realized that he knew nothing about Marianne.
Where she liked to go, who she mingled with, whether she had friends to seek help from. He knew nothing.
Christoph deeply despaired, like a castaway drifting on the vast sea, leaning on a broken piece of wood. Then he looked at Fabien with desperate eyes, hoping that he would answer his question.
Fabien let out a deep sigh and dropped the hand that was covering his eyes. Christoph, whose expression had disappeared, was staring at him. A persistent gaze fixedly stared at Fabien’s lips.
“How should we know what Schneider doesn’t know?”
“…….”
Fabien watched as a shadow of grief slowly settled on Christoph’s pale face, and took another deep breath.
Christoph stood there, clutching his fists tightly. He looked so pained that he felt as if the ground beneath him was crumbling away.
Marianne, where on earth are you?
Fabien stared blankly out the window, having forgotten that he was already late for work.
Only after a while did Christoph regain his senses and hurriedly left the house. The sound of the car leaving was heard.
“Honey.”
Ena called him in a tearful voice. Fabien gently embraced his frail wife, who was trembling.
The quietly sobbing Ena whispered in his arms.
“Where could our tender child be? She won’t have anyone to turn to… What on earth is Marianne thinking?”
“I don’t know.”
Suddenly, the image of Marianne protesting that Veronica’s death was not a suicide came to mind. No one listened to her, but Marianne never conceded.
“Perhaps…….”
Fabien could not finish his sentence. Looking up into space, he closed his eyes with a gloomy face. Suddenly, the saying that trials do not come alone came to mind.
He muttered a silent prayer for his daughter, who was somewhere unknown.
(This is a time separator.)
The car glided through the wideopen gates. As the engine sound grew, the mansion was engulfed in a serene silence. No one wanted to go against the master’s wishes.
Martin noticed the pale, corpselike complexion of Christoph and realized that he had not found Marianne in the Cloze estate either. A deep sigh was embedded in his wrinkled eyes.
Christoph, who got out of the car, moved his footsteps, lost in thought. Martin followed him silently.
Where should I start looking? Was Marianne close with Mrs. Engel?
Suddenly, Christoph, who had stopped in his tracks, frowned. No, Marianne would not have sought Mrs. Engel’s help, even at the risk of social scandal.
She was responsible. Even after throwing the divorce papers, she would not make the Schneider family prey to society.
Then where could she have gone?
Christoph headed straight for the office. Martin opened the door one step ahead. The next moment.
“…….”
Frozen.
Christoph’s footsteps stopped. The first odd sensation he felt was an unfamiliar fragrance. A floral scent floating in the room.
Only then did his gaze slowly move toward the desk. More precisely, towards the purple bouquet on the desk.
“What is that?”
Christoph’s voice was as bleak as if it had crawled up from hell. Martin looked alternately at the flowers and him with a bewildered expression.
“Martin, do I look in the mood to admire flowers?”
“……I will find out.”
Martin did not know why there were flowers there.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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