She took the handkerchief Christoph offered. As she pressed the cool handkerchief to her forehead, she felt a belated pain. Her entire forehead throbbed. Uh, a short moan escaped from her mouth.
“That bastard. I’ll kill him.”
“!”
Marianne’s eyes widened once again. It seemed she hadn’t misheard. He seemed as if he was angry. Or perhaps, as if he was the one in pain.
Why?
Christoph was an extremely rational character and not the sort to empathize with others’ pain. He would rather propose solutions than offer sympathy.
If this was the Christoph that Marianne knew, he would have told her to press charges against the perpetrator and would have offered to introduce her to a wellknown lawyer. He wasn’t idle enough to deal with trivial assault cases.
However, Christoph was staring at her forehead, his fist clenched. His cold, hard eyes seemed to forcefully suppress his rising anger.
Marianne hid her flustered heart behind an indifferent expression. She heard him slowly breathe in.
A fragile silence, like thin ice that could break at any moment, passed between them.
“……”
Suddenly, Christoph clenched his jaw. When he met Marianne, there were many things he wanted to say. Many things he wanted to ask. Perhaps he even thought he might get angry.
But none of those things came out as words. He, who had been grinding his teeth, finally parted his lips.
“Marianne.”
A low sigh escaped from his mouth. A voice so small that it would not be heard clearly unless one listened carefully.
But Marianne, who was on high alert, did not miss that sound. The rippling air surged towards her like waves.
“……Yes.”
“Go back. Enough with the rebellion.”
Rebellion.
At those words, Marianne quietly pulled up the corners of her mouth. In a fragile smile that seemed ready to disappear, Christoph wore a confused expression.
No matter how decisive the witness he brought, or even if an unexpected situation occurred, he, who never got flustered, just stared blankly at Marianne’s face, at a loss for words.
“Marianne.”
He called her name again, anxiously. Then he rubbed his dry chin with his hand. His voice was faster and more impatient than usual.
“Isn’t it better to go back before the rumor of your disappearance spreads? If you don’t want to become prey for those hyenalike people, that is. No one knows yet that you’re here. So go back now. I’ll take care of things afterward.”
Marianne stared at him with deep blue eyes, as though containing the universe.
Without a word.
For a very long time.
Christoph was always the winner of silent confrontations. He was a patient man, and not once had he ever feared the silence that surrounded him.
But he who had endured the prolonging silence could bear it no longer and opened his mouth again. For some reason, his throat kept feeling dry. His stomach squirmed. A bad premonition flowed down his spine.
“I’m looking into the Veronica case again.”
At those words, Marianne’s eyes shook for the first time. Christoph finally sighed in relief. Only then did he become certain that the person before him was Marianne.
“Marianne.”
He uttered her name again, like a child who knew nothing but that word.
The silent Marianne slowly licked her lips. He did not take his eyes off her red lips for a moment.
“I’m not going back, Christoph.”
“…….”
If Marianne had cried out in agony, Christoph would have skillfully comforted her. If Marianne had been enraged, Christoph would have been accustomed to consoling her.
But Marianne just lowered her head calmly. With an unyielding attitude that left no room for weakness.
At that moment, Christoph had a gut feeling that something was terribly wrong. His neck cooled.
“I admit that the Veronica case was the catalyst. But I’m not making such a huge decision based on that alone.”
I’m not that impulsive, Marianne looked up at him calmly, as if saying.
“…….”
Christoph’s heart sank. His face paled. It felt as if an icy hand had clutched his neck. If it were not for the Veronica case, he wouldn’t have known what to do.
The heavy sense of helplessness that had been pressing down on him for days reared its head again. Christoph unconsciously took a step forward. As if Marianne would disappear if he didn’t.
“Christoph.”
This time she called his name. But the usual warmth in Marianne’s voice was nowhere to be found.
Damn it.
Christoph gritted his teeth. As one who had long fought fierce legal battles in court, he instinctively knew when the opponent would make a decisive statement.
The taut atmosphere and the momentary ripple hinted at that fact. And Marianne was now about to tell him something decisive.
He did not want to hear it. He felt that he shouldn’t hear it. Christoph hurriedly opened his mouth.
“Ma…….”
But it was too late. Marianne’s voice broke the silence first.
“From the moment I first saw you, you were always my sun.”
Were.
The past tense sharply scratched Christoph’s nerves. His usually firm eyes shook violently.
“A dazzling sun. And I was one of the many stars revolving around you. A small, insignificant star that could only shine with your light. It’s no wonder nobody could understand why you proposed to me. I didn’t understand either.”
“No, Marianne, you are…….”
Marianne slowly raised her hand to stop him, as if her words were not yet finished. Christoph closed his mouth, letting out a soft moan.
“But it was okay. I was still happy, Christoph. Because I thought that the brighter you shone, the more I would shine. But at some point, I realized.”
“…….”
“That if the sun shines too brightly, the stars are not visible.”
“Marianne.”
Slowly raising her eyes to meet Christoph’s, Marianne gently smiled. It was the gentle smile she always gave him.
But for some reason, it felt very distant, as if it were not his. Or, it felt as cold as a frozen lake.
“So now I want to shine on my own. To become a star that can twinkle without you. I’m tired of a life where I constantly hope, become disappointed, and despair on my own terms.”
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
