Martin, the whitehaired butler, had devoted his life to the Schneider family. Not many things could baffle the savvy old man.
Suddenly, an ominous feeling came over him.
“…….”
Christoph, who had slowly narrowed his eyes, gradually slowed his steps. His eyes slowly moved to scan behind Martin’s back.
Usually, Marianne would have come out to greet him along with the butler, but she was not in sight.
“Have you returned, master?”
“What’s the matter, Martin?”
He stopped before the old butler. Martin stifled his breath quietly, under the displeasure emanating from Christoph.
There was something overwhelming about him. Not because of age or extensive experience.
It wasn’t just that Christoph was the heir to the Count’s family. He was a natural ruler, a person accustomed to dominating over others, a person familiar with giving commands.
Had he been born in a royal family, he would have been a king, and had he been born in a pirate family, he would have been a ruler of the seas. A person who would stand at the pinnacle of the pyramid, wherever.
Closing his eyes tightly and then opening them, Martin barely opened his mouth. A voice devoid of dignity seeped from his throat.
“Lady Schneider…….”
Swallowing hard, Martin couldn’t finish his sentence. Christoph, who had been staring at his bare scalp, softly opened his mouth.
“What’s happened to Marianne?”
Was he very angry? Enough not to even come out to meet him.
The moment Christoph thought, ‘A candlelit dinner may be difficult this time,’ Martin spat out the rest.
“……Lady Schneider has disappeared.”
“…….”
About to speak, Christoph closed his mouth again. The still air seemed to oppress the old butler. For a moment, it felt like his breath was choked.
As if going against the natural order, Martin struggled to lift his head. The moment his eyes met Christoph’s.
“!”
He inadvertently stepped back. The cold eyes looking down on him were smiling. Lazily.
“Say it again, Martin. What has Marianne done?”
Only after hearing the soft, continuing voice did Martin realize that Christoph was not smiling.
He was angry. More furious than ever, without raising his voice or spitting out curses, he was enraged.
Martin, who had been close to Christoph since he was a baby, knew that this was the angriest he had ever been. Suddenly, he began to worry about Lady Schneider’s wellbeing.
Madam, what on earth have you done at the embassy?
Martin was at a loss for words and fell silent, and Christoph quietly licked his lips.
“He’s gone. Who? My wife, Marianne?”
It felt like a cold hand was brushing past his nape. Words neither slow nor fast wrapped around his old body like a huge snake.
Martin barely held on, putting strength into his legs that wanted to run away, and reported to him what had happened today. Christoph’s face gradually cooled down.
Finally, a forced laugh escaped from his mouth.
Ha.
If that cold thing could even be called a laugh, it was enough to chill the heart of the onlooker.
(This is a time separator.)
Marianne inhaled as she looked at the huge iron gate. Through the black bars, she could see the endless lawn garden.
In the middle stood a towering gray mansion. No, it looked more like a castle than a mansion.
The stone walls, worn by rain and wind over the years, looked like a sturdy old veteran who had been through all kinds of hardships, and the pointed turrets were like the huge spears that the veteran was holding.
Christoph’s mansion was also among the top ones in the city for its grandeur and size. Since those who attended the banquet sincerely admired it, it was probably not a false story.
But it was nothing compared to this place. Marianne let out a short sigh, remembering that it took a while to travel from the private entrance to the front gate even by carriage.
“How will we get back? There won’t be any passing carriages.”
The next moment, she straightened her waist and rang the bell. There was no time to hesitate in such a place. It wasn’t too late to worry about later matters. The immediate problem had to be solved first.
Soon, a side door opened, revealing a cheeryfaced gatekeeper. He, who had been looking for a car or carriage, widened his eyes slightly at the sight of Marianne standing alone.
“What brings you here, ma’am?”
The gatekeeper, who looked over her demeanor, asked in a polite manner. But his resolute eyes allowed no leeway.
He was a tough man. All sorts of people tried to cross the threshold of the mansion with ridiculous excuses.
Of course, not one of them succeeded in entering the mansion. The gatekeeper, armed with a goodnatured smile, did his job very well.
A widow, eh? This time she’s trying to evoke sympathy. But it won’t work on me.
The firmly armored man gave Marianne a look. Her face was hidden by the veil, but he could feel that she wasn’t a common woman just from the aura she exuded.
He couldn’t pinpoint it, but the air surrounding her was elegant and refined.
No, wait. I was almost fooled by a lady pretending to be a noblewoman a few days ago. From the point she came here without a private carriage, she’s a definite intruder. The door of this mansion is impassable!
The gatekeeper’s eyes began to harbor a more suspicious glow, and at that moment, Marianne licked her lips.
“I’ve come to see the count.”
“Did you make an appointment?”
Knowing that it was unlikely, the gatekeeper asked with a justincase feeling. Somehow, her aura made him do so.
“No.”
As expected, the gatekeeper crossed his arms in front of his chest and put on a stern face. His oncelaughing face now warned with a hard voice.
“Then…….”
Before he could finish his words, Marianne quickly added.
“But if you say that Lady Cloje is here, he’ll see me. I’ll wait here, so please go ask the count.”
“Cl, Cloje, Lady? You said?”
As if it was a name he was hearing for the first time, the gatekeeper tilted his head. If it was a family pretending to be something in Blauberg, he would have known just by the name, but it was indeed unfamiliar.
However, what stopped him from turning her away was Marianne’s confident attitude. Plus, her tone was subtly imperative. A tone accustomed to giving orders.
“Tell the count that Lady Cloje has come to collect an old debt.”
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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