“Just come out. I won’t let you get away with it.”

Hanna grumbled to herself, waiting for the bedroom door to open.

In Balmont Castle, she always shared a room with Clodel.

When Hanna suddenly lost her parents and siblings to a fire, she was grateful to at least have Clodel.

But Clodel had sequentially lost her mother and father, whom she could rely on.

When Clodel first came to Balmont Castle in a daze after the village fire, she was alright, but after her father passed away, her insomnia became so severe that she couldn’t sleep alone at all.

An accident is just an accident.

But what was one reason of pain for Hanna might have felt like a double burden for Clodel: losing her mother to an accident and her father to his own choice. Plus, her father left her behind when he passed.

At Lowen Castle, things couldn’t be the same as before.

Hanna’s room was separately located on the third floor, where the maids stayed, and Clodel’s room was no longer her private space.

Hanna couldn’t afford to sleep in the Lady’s bed, not knowing when the lord might visit.

And what worried Hanna more was the mistreatment Clodel faced after arriving at Lowen Castle.

“This can’t go on.”

After a sleepless night filled with frustration, Hanna finally headed to Kyan’s bedroom early in the morning.

“If we keep living so unjustly, I’ll develop hypertension.”

The subject of her worry about hypertension was, of course, not Hanna herself but Clodel.

Hanna was concerned about Clodel, who, despite hearing all sorts of things, kept quiet and said she was fine.

Unexpressed anger and frustration circulate within, harming the heart.

“I must speak to the Duke about this. It’s too unfair.”

Seeing Clodel not taking off the ring, which now she knew wasn’t a ring after all, infuriated Hanna.

Clodel wouldn’t lie.

She must have received it from him, even though she didn’t know the details. If she said Kyan gave it to her, then it must be true.

And yet, how could he embarrass Clodel in front of so many servants?

The dignity of a mistress is upheld by her husband.

Just with yesterday’s incident, Clodel had almost lost her dignity as a mistress to be served by the servants, only three days after arriving at Lowen Castle.

That’s what made Hanna stand here.

She wanted to see Clodel living happily, not being ignored and broken down sequentially.

If, even after talking to Kyan today, nothing improved or got resolved, Hanna planned to run away from Lowen Castle with Clodel.

Hanna could easily support Clodel, even if it meant doing hard labor until her hands were calloused.

The wages she had saved during her time at Balmont Castle could afford a small house in a quiet, outlying village.

As Hanna was organizing her pent-up anger to unleash on Kyan.

Click.

The bedroom door opened, and the person who came out was a woman.

With lush, long black hair and large blue eyes, she was voluptuous, unlike Clodel.

Whose daughter she was in this world, she seemed unashamed, walking out of Kyan’s bedroom – clearly not her husband since he was Clodel’s husband – without any intent to hide what happened last night. Her disheveled, tangled hair and loosely tied dress revealed much of her upper chest.

Seeing her in such a state, Hanna was embarrassed enough to blush.

“Who are you?”

The woman, not expecting to encounter anyone, hastily pulled her shawl to cover her exposed chest and brushed her hair with her hand.

“The Duke is still asleep.”
There had been rumors in Balmont Castle that the women visiting Kyan’s bedroom changed daily.

However, having spent the last two days in Clodel’s room, Hanna had been preoccupied with the hassle from the castle maids and temporarily forgot those rumors.

“I have something to ask you too. Who are you, exactly?”

Hanna spoke assertively, and the woman’s eyes widened in surprise.

“As far as I know, there’s only one person in Lowen Castle who is allowed in the Lord’s bedroom.”

“Ah. Hahaha.”

The woman then pointed at Hanna, realizing who she was.

“Ah, yes. You’re the one. The infamous ‘wilted flower drenched in rain’ and her mad fighting hen.”

Hanna had never hit the woman.

But she wanted to slap the cheek of the woman who so brazenly referred to Clodel as a ‘wilted flower drenched in rain.’

“You still don’t know who I am?”

The woman extended her left hand to Hanna.

On her finger was a large blue diamond ring.

Hanna recognized it immediately.

It was the same ring prominently featured on the late Duchess in the large portrait of the former Duke and his wife hanging in the main hall of the castle.

A simple, thick band with a blue diamond large enough to cover a finger.

The late Duchess, a beautiful woman with lemon-tinted, billowing golden hair, fair skin, and large blue eyes, was a true beauty. Her blue diamond ring matched her third living blue eye, making the portrait quite striking.

The woman surely knew that the ring suited her very well during her lifetime.

“Remember my name. I am Antoinette.”

The woman smiled knowingly, seeing Hanna’s recognition.

Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)

One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.

Synopsis:

Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.

Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.

Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.

Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.

There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.