I Had the Enemy's Baby (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 112
Madame Marcel’s workload had gradually increased, leading her to overwork—this was also the very reason why.
Right after first arriving at Rowen Castle with her belongings, Madame Marcel immediately went to search through Clodel’s dressing room—or rather, she tried to.
Surprisingly, although Clodel’s spacious dressing room was packed full of clothes, they were all unimpressive garments unworthy of catching Madame Marcel’s eye. The only somewhat acceptable pieces were a few dresses from Joubertdugnya or Luchan.
‘How strange. Why are there so many jewels compared to her dresses?’
Could it be because Clodel was the daughter of Vermonde, whose castle interior was said to be entirely gilded? Her curiosity was soon answered by Kai An.
‘I hope I never lay eyes on anything resembling those wretched Valmont dresses.’
Normally, studying the dresses someone regularly wore would make it easier to understand their tastes.
When Madame Marcel expressed her disappointment, Kai An bluntly replied that he had gotten rid of all the clothes that even slightly resembled the northern style—he couldn’t bear to look at them.
Even the noblewoman’s dresses brought from House Vermonde must have been quite expensive.
Although Madame Marcel had been slightly disheartened at not being able to examine various outfits, upon hearing from Hanna that Duke Temnes had threatened to throw his wife into the moat if she ever wore anything resembling Valmont-style jewelry, she resigned herself to the situation.
After all, weren’t Vermonde and Temnes the kingdom’s greatest sworn enemies? It would have been understandable even if he’d personally torn them to shreds and burned them.
However, a new challenge soon presented itself to Madame Marcel.
Typically, a noblewoman’s wardrobe required a variety of formal dresses suited to different occasions.
Yet Clodel’s closet was inexplicably crammed with unsophisticated, impractical gowns—as if someone had looted a cheap dress shop.
‘I swear upon the honor of the castle’s tailor.’
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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That king… that traitor… is a thorn in the throat
Oh, you don’t care much about rumors… I feel ashamed, Duke.
Congratulations, my dear champion, but why did you tell that pest?