“Do you know my biological father, Count Pol Heredian well?”
At her question, Magus quietly turned over the frame he had flipped and showed it to Lorencia.
As soon as she saw the portrait drawn in the frame, she felt a shock as if a sharp spear would pierce through her body. And she seemed to know what the painful truth Teishar had told her was.
Lorencia slowly raised the corners of her mouth. Lorencia picked up the frame. And she carefully wiped the frame. The man in the portrait looked very much like her.
“My father was very……”
Lorencia was referring to the man in the portrait, not Brant, when Magus said he knew her father well.
“Handsome.”
Lorencia smiled as she continued to wipe the frame, closing her trembling lips tightly.
“Really handsome.”
“The man in that portrait is Cain of the Di Glosten family. He is the younger brother of the current head of the family.”
Lorencia understood what her mother in the dream meant when she said she resembled Cain.
“Where is my father? Is he alive?”
Magus was silent instead of answering. Then tears began to flow down Lorencia’s cheeks without rest. She wiped away the flowing tears with her hand and looked at Cain’s portrait once more. But soon a tear fell on the frame with a thud.
She thought Brant was her biological father. She thought negatively of her own birth, thinking that Musilla may have had something bad happen to her by her biological father Brant, and gave birth to her.
Because Musilla’s love existed, she endured the harsh abuse from her biological father Brant. The harassment of Mrs. Anne and Illina. Even if everyone in Pol Heredian cursed her.
Because she was born an illegitimate child out of disgrace, she lived accepting that abuse was natural.
Cold sweat began to form on Lorencia’s forehead, and her heart began to beat irregularly. Lorencia clutched her left chest.
“Lady Lorencia. Are you all right?”
Teishar took out a handkerchief and began to worry as he carefully wiped Lorencia’s cheeks. Seeing Lorencia enduring the sadness with a pitiful appearance, Teishar’s heart ached.
“I’m fine.”
“Are you really all right?”
“Yes. Rather, I feel good. I’m glad that my biological father is not Count Brant.”
Lorencia bit her teeth so hard that the tender flesh inside her mouth fell out because her trembling body would not calm down.
“And I’m very angry.”
The pain of the wounds she had endured was enough to turn into anger in an instant. Her mother was not Brant’s concubine, and she was not an illegitimate child either.
“Mr. Magus. You said you know my mother and father well, right?”
“Of course.”
“Then can you tell me about my parents?”
Magus was worried that Lorencia would cry sadly or suffer too much. But Lorencia showed a completely different reaction. She calmly accepted Cain as her father and said she was fortunate that Brant was not her biological father. Of course, he felt the anger and despair in her trembling voice.
“Please tell me about my parents.”
Lorencia gripped the amethyst necklace around her neck and pleaded with Magus.
“It will be a long story.”
Magus closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them.
“Lady Musilla was the sixth child of the goddess Ella. And Sir Cain was the commander of the 2nd Knights Division of the Imperial Palace of the Poloid Empire.”
Magus opened his mouth, recalling the events of Cain and Musilla 20 years ago.
“The two fell in love at first sight when they met at a banquet held to celebrate the last year at the Imperial Palace, as I remember.”
[This is the timeline separator]20 years ago.
Musilla pressed her throbbing head tightly. Her body was heavy like a water-soaked cotton. Every time she moved her body, she felt pain as if someone had beaten her. Her body was also very heavy.
Her closed eyes slowly opened, and her wandering mind began to return as she realized the unfamiliar ceiling and that it was not her room.
Musilla carefully raised her upper body. She looked around to assess the situation.
“Ha……”
Musilla’s heart pounded anxiously as she had never had an accident like this before.
“Are you already awake? You can sleep more. Lady Musilla.”
A low male voice pierced her ears. Goosebumps began to rise all over Musilla’s body. The man’s voice was too familiar.
Musilla swallowed her saliva and turned her head to the side. As soon as the man’s eyes met hers, he curled up the corners of his mouth, reached out his hand, pulled her belly, and hugged her.
“You must have had a hard time last night, are you all right? You’re not hurting anywhere, are you?”
“……”
“I was happy that you approached me first yesterday. Lady Musilla.”
Musilla drank as usual at the Imperial Palace banquet last night.
The liquor made from transparent whale whiskers is Musilla’s favorite liquor. She was moved for a moment by the delicious aroma and taste of the liquor she hadn’t had in a long time, and drank it again and again. It was satisfying.
The alcohol was quite strong, and she remembered going to the terrace to get some cool air because of the tremendous heat rising. And she ran into Cain, who had already come to the terrace.
Cain Di Glosten. The second son of the Di Glosten family, one of the three ducal families of the Poloid Empire.
Cain’s appearance was far from that of a knight commander, as he was pretty. However, one should not be fooled by such a pretty face. He was a pretty man with monstrous strength for his age, having recently been appointed as the commander of the 2nd Knights Division for his swordsmanship skills.
His neat face, round and large eyes, straight nose bridge, and thick, soft-looking lips. His curly hair looked fluffy, so whenever she saw Cain, he looked just like a poodle. He was so pretty and cute that she almost unconsciously touched him many times.
So she openly avoided him. Otherwise, she felt like Cain would find out about her feelings for him.
She tried to escape the terrace, but Cain clung to her desperately.
Cain misunderstood that she hated him. She wanted to tell him that wasn’t the case, but she couldn’t. Musilla herself knew better than anyone else that they could never be together. She is a child of the eternal goddess Ella. And he is a human whose end of life is set.
She couldn’t move her feet at the sound of Cain’s voice, which sounded like he was about to cry at any moment.
But.
She felt like her heart was falling from a high place when he said he was leaving.
So was that why? What was she thinking when she approached Cain?
As Musilla began to recall the memories of last night one by one, her face turned red.
“Ah. My head.”
“Does your head hurt? Your head may hurt because you drank so much alcohol. Are you thirsty? I’ll go get some water.”
The hand that had pulled her in loosened, and Cain got up.
‘Ah. Goddess Ella.’
Musilla closed her eyes tightly at Cain’s firm upper body unfolding before her eyes.
“Here, drink some water. Lady Musilla.”
Musilla, who drained the water Cain brought her in one gulp, carefully brought up what she wanted to say to him, who was looking at her affectionately.
“Can’t we pretend last night didn’t happen?”
She wished time would stop last night because she was so happy. She felt like she had become an ordinary woman. But time would never stop, and there was a high wall between him and her. The high wall only reminded her that she and Cain could never be together.
“What do you mean by that?”
Cain’s face contorted at her words.
“Think of it as a one-night mistake……”
“A one-night mistake……”
Cain raised one corner of his mouth crookedly, as if something didn’t please him.
“Then are you saying that you attacked me by mistake last night?”
It wasn’t a mistake. It was just that her feelings for him overpowered her reason.
“It doesn’t matter whether it was a mistake or not. From the moment I embraced you, Lady Musilla, I was prepared.”
“What were you prepared for?”
“The resolve to love you.”
Musilla’s face turned bright red at Cain’s unrelenting confession.
“Yesterday, we confirmed each other’s feelings and didn’t just sleep holding hands.”
“We didn’t just sleep holding hands…… Haha.”
Musilla tried to pretend she didn’t know what had happened last night, but Cain shook his head strongly.
“It’s true we held hands, but Lady Musilla, you also grabbed my other parts tightly with your hands.”
“What did I grab!”
“You grabbed my other parts tightly and then gently…… Don’t you remember doing that?”
“What did I grab tightly! I don’t know anything like that. Sir Cain, don’t say it so blatantly.”
At Cain’s words, lewd scenes on the bed began to come to Musilla’s mind incessantly.
“You don’t really remember grabbing my wrists?”
When he said it was his hand when she thought she had grabbed other private parts, Musilla was startled.
“Sir Cain. You’re saying that on purpose, aren’t you?”
Musilla glanced at Cain, who was smiling, and scanned the bed to see where her clothes were. Unfortunately, the dress was all torn.
“What are you looking at so intently?”
As soon as Musilla turned her head after scanning the floor, her eyes met Cain’s.
“Did you see the dress on the floor? You tore the dress yourself, Lady Musilla.”
Musilla remembered using force to tear her dress and Cain’s uniform.
“Do you know how lewd you were yesterday?”
“Stop talking……”
“I love you. Lady Musilla.”
Musilla, whose whole body had turned red with shame, covered her face with both hands.
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Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up! (Female-dominant)
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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