I Had the Enemy's Baby (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“They say your leg has become crippled?”
Seeing Antyone being openly rude right in front of her, Clodel’s eyes widened slightly.
But that was all.
When Clodel showed no reaction—no anger, no shouting—Antyone closed her mouth.
Even Clodel’s lack of response managed to briefly shut the mouth of Antyone, who behaved like a deranged foal.
Clodel asked her,
“Who are you?”
And when an innocent, non-malicious reply came back, Antyone looked at Hanna in confusion.
‘What? You didn’t tell her about me?’
That day, when I ran into Hanna right after leaving Kai An’s bedroom,
I poured out some venomous words, thinking the Vermonde woman would be absolutely furious—how satisfying that would be!
Yet now, seeing Clodel sitting there neatly and purely like a freshly carved jade bead, blinking innocently, Antyone suddenly felt a surge of irritation.
“You don’t know who I am?”
Antyone proudly thrust forward her hand adorned with a blue diamond ring.
“Even after seeing this, you still don’t recognize me?”
Only then did a slight crack appear on Clodel’s indifferent face.
“Ask your maid. She must have seen me coming out of Lord Kai An’s bedroom.”
When Clodel’s gaze turned to Hanna, Hanna hesitated with an awkward look before glaring angrily at Antyone and stepping forward.
“Why have you come here? Leave! Right now!”
Thus began the deadly confrontation between the two women.
[This is the timeline separator]Kai An was carefully examining the items presented by the jeweler whom the butler had brought in.
“These days, the most popular style is something like this.”
Seizing a rare business opportunity, the jeweler was exceptionally enthusiastic.
“You may have seen it yourself before. It’s a reinterpretation of the style Her Majesty Sylvia favored—ornate yet small and light, perfect for daily wear.”
Kai An’s eyes stopped on a ring and bracelet crafted into a vine of tiny diamonds and rubies.
As the jeweler had said, the floral-crown-shaped jewelry ring, though set with small stones, had a bright, cheerful charm.
He had always thought men who chose such things merely to please women were utterly pathetic.
But in Kai An’s mind, this wasn’t pathetic pandering to win Clodel’s favor; rather, it was a dignified gesture to repay the benefactor of House Temnes.
“I’ll take this. Please also prepare a matching necklace and hair ornament.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Seeing such generous, sizable orders, the jeweler was overjoyed.
“Then, when may I meet your lady?”
“Clodel?”
“Yes. For custom work, I need to measure her finger and wrist circumferences.”
“I see.”
Suddenly, he remembered that Clodel had never once worn the wedding-night gift he’d given her.
“Can the size of an existing ring be adjusted smaller?”
“Of course. Precious, high-quality gems are often resized—made larger or smaller—to fit the wearer when passed down through generations. It’s entirely possible.”
“I see. I didn’t know that. Does measuring take long?”
“No. We simply wrap a thick thread comfortably around the area, mark it, and take it back with us.”
Kai An stood up from his seat.
“It’s just about time for lunch. Come with me and briefly ask my wife for permission. Butler.”
He called the butler.
“Have my meal brought to Clodel’s room as well.”
“Yes, my lord.”
The butler, who had been about to leave the office, turned back.
“My lord, if I may be so bold—might I ask one question?”
“Speak.”
“Now that you’ve summoned the jeweler, wouldn’t it be wise to have your blue diamond ring resized as well?”
“Oh.”
He’d only asked whether resizing was possible and hadn’t even considered doing it himself.
Kai An nodded.
“Thank you for reminding me. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Thus, the butler went to fetch a servant, and Kai An headed toward Clodel’s room with the jeweler.
‘So it wasn’t a surprise gift after all.’
Unlike other assets, a noblewoman’s jewels were considered her private property.
He’d often heard, at the royal capital’s salons, how noble ladies would put on elaborate acts just to coax expensive gems from their husbands.
Madame Cronac of the salon would often say upon hearing such tales, “If I had a husband I could squeeze, I’d squeeze him too.”
For a moment, Kai An imagined Clodel—who always responded faintly to anything he said—coyly begging him for jewels or acting sweetly.
He couldn’t picture it.
It was too far removed from the Clodel he knew.
‘I thought she might at least seem a little happy if I showed her something already finished.’
But since she hadn’t even tried wearing the ill-fitting gift, it was clear—though regrettable—that properly measuring her size now and giving her something that truly fit was the right choice.
After all, once her measurements were taken, he could simply have the jeweler craft whatever caught his eye next time.
And that next time, the next gem, could truly be a surprise gift.
Yet Clodel’s room, quiet for so long, was now in an uproar.
Through the open doorway, he recognized a familiar woman.
“Why have you come here? Leave! Right now!”
Hanna was shouting at a woman with thick, dark hair, her tone sharp with annoyance.
“You’re being very impolite to a visitor who came to offer get-well wishes.”
His eyes swiftly dropped to the woman’s ankles, revealed beneath a silk ribbon tied neatly around her calves.
At the sound of movement, Antyone turned and met Kai An’s gaze, instantly changing her demeanor.
Seeing Kai An’s frown, Antyone flinched in alarm, quickly thrusting her bouquet into Hanna’s arms and hurriedly stepping backward.
“Antyone? You are never to appear before me again…”
“D-Duke!”
Cutting off his words, Antyone stammered a hasty excuse.
“I-I came to pay a sick visit! I’ll take my leave now!”
Before Kai An could respond, she vanished as if fleeing.
His eyes lingered on the flowers Antyone had brought.
“Dispose of those.”
“Y-Yes… Yes.”
Hanna stood stunned for a moment before clutching the bouquet and hurrying out. She placed it where the cleaning maids collected trash in the corridor, then rushed back into the room.
“What’s going on all of a sudden?”
“The jeweler needs to see you briefly.”
“My lady. It’s my first honor to meet you.”
Amid the commotion, the jeweler bowed respectfully to Clodel.
Traditionally, if one calculated a nobleman’s affection for his wife by how much he spent on jewels for her, Kai An’s expenditure that day would make him king among kings.
Eager to meet the lady of the house frequently in the future, he gently set down his measuring tools on the table.
“Please sit comfortably here.”
Clodel hesitated. Though she wasn’t in nightclothes, she wasn’t quite ready to walk from the bed to the table yet.
“I’ll carry you over. Come here.”
Seeing her uncertainty, Kai An lifted the blanket covering her legs, gently picked her up, and seated her in the chair.
The jeweler offered a pair of thin white silk gloves.
“Please wear these.”
Clodel slowly slipped them on. Her fingers were so slender and fine that even the slightly elastic silk gloves hung loosely without stretching—leaving the jeweler visibly flustered.
“Oh dear. I’ve never encountered this before. I’ve never seen fingers as delicate as yours, my lady.”
He looked at Kai An.
“I apologize, but to craft something wearable, I’ll need to measure without gloves. If you’d permit me to touch the lady’s hands…”
“That won’t happen.”
Kai An’s tone turned stern.
“Just tell me how, and I’ll do it myself. Isn’t it just a matter of wrapping a string?”
“Ah—yes, exactly.”
He took a pre-cut length of thread from the box, wrapped it around Clodel’s finger, and tied a knot.
The jeweler quickly handed him a small pair of scissors.
“Cut it a bit away from the knot.”
In an instant, the measurements for both finger and wrist were complete.
“I’ll do my very best, my lord.”
Just as the jeweler was about to take his leave, Kai An stopped him.
“Wait. Take this item for repair as well.”
He turned to Clodel.
“I hadn’t thought of it earlier—I gave you a gift that doesn’t fit.”
“What?”
“The wedding-night gift.”
At the mention of “wedding-night gift,” Clodel’s eyes widened. Kai An keenly noticed the flicker of discomfort in her eyes.
“The jeweler says it can be resized. Since Mother was rather tall, I should’ve realized the ring wouldn’t fit you.”
“…The ring.”
Clodel murmured softly, clearly reluctant to hand over the item, which frustrated Kai An.
He wanted the jeweler and everyone else out quickly so he could spend some quiet time alone with her.
With afternoon duties already piling up, every minute counted.
“Hurry up.”
“I-It’s fine. It doesn’t need fixing.”
“What?”
Clodel looked at him and said,
“I’m hungry. And a little tired, too.”
“Oh… Right. That’s enough for today. You may go.”
Only the jeweler, still bewildered, quickly gathered his things and left.
Moments later, the butler appeared, directing servants carrying trays with meals for both Clodel and Kai An.
“I’ve heard you’ve been eating better than before, my lady.”
The butler carefully arranged the tableware before her.
“I’ve instructed the kitchen firmly—if there’s anything you’d like to eat, just say the word.”
“Thank you.”
Kai An’s eyes searched for Hanna.
That maid was utterly devoted to Clodel.
She refused to leave Clodel’s side—even during meals—under the pretext of serving her, which was quite troublesome when he wanted them alone.
‘Where did she go today?’
She’d been standing near the door just a moment ago.
Relieved he wouldn’t need to give her a pointed look, Kai An’s mood lightened somewhat.
“Go ahead and eat. Here.”
He scooped a spoonful of soup at the perfect temperature and brought it to Clodel’s lips.
“Um… Listen.”
“Yes?”
“I’m not sure if it’s okay to say this…”
“Go ahead.”
Clodel hesitated.
“My hands aren’t hurt.”
“I know. Obviously.”
It was her leg that was injured—who didn’t know that?
His curt, decisive reply left Clodel even more confused.
“Then why do you keep insisting on feeding me?”
“Well…”
Kai An himself didn’t know the reason.
At first, she’d been bedridden and barely able to eat.
‘Her condition is far too weak. At this rate, even a healing wound might worsen again.’
The doctor had panicked, as if her worsening illness would bring terrible consequences.
Left alone, she wouldn’t eat properly.
‘Eat.’
Only when he forcefully fed her did she reluctantly swallow.
“Why won’t you eat properly on your own? If you ate well without me feeding you, we wouldn’t have this bother.”
On one hand, her reactions to his words or actions often defied his expectations, making her hard to handle—but on the other, the quiet way she accepted his spoonfuls oddly eased his stress.
If only she listened this well in other matters too—not just at mealtimes.
“I’ll eat properly from now on. You don’t need to come all the way here when you’re so busy.”
“You’re still far from recovered.”
“But it doesn’t even hurt anymore. I took a bath yesterday, and this morning I practiced walking.”
Clodel looked especially fair and lovely today—likely thanks to his careful attention over the past few days.
“Really? It doesn’t hurt at all?”
“Yes.”
She even clenched both fists and nodded firmly.
“Then tonight—don’t sleep. Wait for me.”
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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“Hey! Don’t you dare move!”
Is she going to get the ring back for clodel. I love hanna
That was utterly unthinkable.
The hero and heroine live in a parallel world, oblivious to what’s happening behind their backs.
“Perhaps next month we’ll get to see quite a spectacle. I hope it’s entertaining
Wow, another villain! Welcome! What a shame, you could have been a great friend.
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Every time I see the FL, I feel like crying! Also, I laughed so hard when I learned about the emperor’s feelings for the ML; I expected their relationship to be brotherly. It’s funny how he hates him.