If You Want To Possess Me (9 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 15
Quietly, she rolled the name he’d spoken around in her mouth. Seyard Hiran, Seyard Hiran, Seyard… Hiran? The surname attached to that familiar first name felt both recognizable and strangely foreign.
“Duke Hiran.”
Only after hearing Count Bansfeldt utter that title did Kisa realize it belonged to the name of the nation’s most prestigious noble house.
No—more shocking still: had her father just referred to Seyard as Duke Hiran? That Duke Hiran?
She stared at him with a bewildered expression, and in response, Seyard gestured toward the sofa with a shrug.
“Shall we sit and talk first, Lady Bansfeldt?”
The count objected immediately to the suggestion.
“There’s no need. She’ll be returning at once to where she belongs.”
His sharp gaze ordered Kisa to leave—but Seyard subtly stepped between father and daughter, blocking that look.
“That seems rather odd. How can we proceed with a discussion when the concerned party isn’t even present?”
“The concerned party…?”
“The one I’ve proposed to is none other than Lady Bansfeldt herself. Naturally, I wish to hear her own thoughts—especially after thoroughly considering your views, Father.”
The count pressed his lips tightly together. After a long silence, he finally relented.
“Kisa, sit down.”
Still unable to grasp what was unfolding, Kisa obeyed her father’s command. Seyard was Duke Hiran? And a marriage proposal? What on earth was going on?
Once Kisa took the seat beside the count, Seyard, seated across from her, offered a warm smile and remarked that another cup of black tea would be needed.
The count instructed his secretary, who had been lingering near the door, to bring more tea. It was the first time Kisa had ever seen her father so readily accommodate someone else’s request.
While the maid prepared her cup of tea, Kisa studied Seyard closely. Compared to their encounter in the library, two things stood out distinctly.
First, he’d previously worn simple, comfortable attire—but now he was dressed in formal wear so classic it bordered on old-fashioned.
Yet instead of appearing outdated, it suited him perfectly. She’d always thought his features carried a certain timeless charm, and now his clothing harmonized with them in an intricate, elegant way.
Second, his formerly tousled bangs were now neatly combed back, prominently revealing his clear forehead. Moreover, compared to when he’d looked like a fresh university student, he now exuded a noticeable air of maturity.
She’d heard the current Duke Hiran was the twin of his predecessor—so this was how he truly looked at his actual age.
‘…So Seyard really is Duke Hiran.’
Now that she saw him like this, it all made sense. He truly did resemble his late brother, just as rumored. Though their demeanors were worlds apart—the elder having remained stoic and expressionless even beside his fiancée, the princess—their faces were strikingly alike.
How foolish of her not to have realized it sooner. It was astonishing how drastically a person’s speech, clothing, and expression could alter one’s entire impression.
In truth, even now, as Seyard smiled gently at her, it was hard to believe this man shared the same birth hour as that dry-as-desert stranger.
“You’re staring quite intently—it’s making me a bit shy.”
Caught off guard by Seyard’s sudden remark, Kisa took a beat too long to realize he was addressing her.
“I—I’m so sorry. That was terribly rude of me.”
She apologized hastily, but he waved her off.
“No, no—I didn’t mean to scold you. It’s an honor to be looked upon by such a beauty. Count Bansfeldt must be very proud to have such a remarkable daughter.”
The count gave a slightly reluctant nod of agreement to Seyard’s flattery.
“Yes, well… I suppose so.”
Something felt off. Had he always spoken in such a frivolous tone? The Seyard Kisa knew had been refreshing—but never shallow.
“Now, about that matter…”
Contrary to Kisa’s expectations, Seyard crossed his long legs, leaned back against the armrest, and propped his chin on his hand—a rather unruly posture.
“Lady Bansfeldt—or rather, since we’ve exchanged names now, I’d like to call you Miss Kisa. It feels more intimate, after all.”
Exchanged names? Strictly speaking, they hadn’t. Seyard had revealed his identity—but Kisa hadn’t reciprocated.
“Is that alright? Excellent. Now, Miss Kisa…”
Before she could even give permission, the man changed her title and fixed her with an expectant gaze.
“What do you think of me? Would you consider accepting my proposal?”
“Huh? A proposal?”
Right—she’d been so stunned by his identity as Duke Hiran that she’d nearly forgotten. Earlier, he’d clearly stated he’d proposed to her.
His proposal immediately reminded her of the arranged marriage offer she’d heard under the Royal Library’s patronage—but judging by his demeanor, this wasn’t about that. Clearly, Seyard was pretending to meet Kisa for the first time, mindful of the count’s presence.
“I—well, I…”
“I hadn’t told my daughter yet.”
Seeing Kisa flustered, the count interjected. Seyard feigned exaggerated surprise.
“You didn’t even inform her yourself? That’s going too far. I went to the trouble of sending a formal proposal letter.”
A proposal letter? That was news to her. She looked to the count for explanation, but he refused to meet her eyes.
“Your Grace, that proposal letter itself was problematic.”
“Oh? I followed all the proper formalities.”
“It’s not about formality. Normally, a proposal letter is sent only after some prior discussion between both parties. Sending nothing but the letter out of the blue—”
“Ah, then we can have that discussion now—the ‘prior discussion’ between both parties.”
The count’s brow furrowed at the interruption, but Seyard paid no heed and turned his attention fully to Kisa.
“Miss Kisa. The moment I saw you at the opera house days ago, I fell in love at first sight. Will you marry me?”
Kisa instinctively drew in a sharp breath. She knew he wasn’t being genuine—but his expression and voice carried such sweet sincerity.
She forced herself to focus. Apparently, his current script cast her as someone he’d only just met at the opera house. She could already see the outline of his performance taking shape.
‘So he didn’t give up that day after all.’
It seemed his offer of a contract marriage under the Royal Library’s patronage was still valid. On reflection, he’d never actually retracted it.
Her fingers tightened around her skirt. This was an opportunity—a perfect chance to break off her engagement with Daniel. A miraculous chance that might never come again.
Just then, the count raised the very issue.
“Duke Hiran, I’ve told you several times—my daughter is already engaged.”
“In a world where even marriages can be undone, an engagement is hardly unbreakable.”
“…That’s rather excessive. Matters of marriage are for the family to decide.”
“I’m not forcing anyone. At this very moment, I’m asking for Miss Kisa’s own opinion.”
“There’s no need to ask. Kisa—”
“I’ll accept.”
Both men’s eyes snapped toward her. Kisa spoke as clearly and firmly as she could—determined to convey her own will, and no one else’s.
“Your Grace, I accept your proposal.”
The count’s face twisted in an instant, while Seyard, in stark contrast, broke into a beautiful smile.
“Kisa! What are you saying?”
“I said I’ll marry the Duke, Father.”
“What about Daniel?”
“Obviously, I’ll have to break off the engagement. What else can I do if I’m marrying someone else?”
“Are you… out of your mind?”
Since the count was treating her like she’d lost her senses, Kisa decided to play the part to perfection.
“I’m sorry, but I truly want to marry him. No matter what, I must marry him.”
“Why?”
“Because I just fell in love at first sight.”
While the count struggled to respond to such an absurd reason, Kisa glanced quickly across the room, hoping Seyard would play along.
‘Huh?’
But he simply blinked slowly, his composed expression betraying clear embarrassment.
Had she really said something that outrageous? Before Kisa could ponder further, Seyard abruptly rose from his seat, swiftly approached her, and took her hand in his.
“It’s an honor, Miss Kisa. I swear—you’ll never regret your choice today.”
No matter how many times she saw it, his acting was every bit as convincing as a seasoned stage performer’s.
“You may go.”
Eventually regaining his composure, Count Bansfeldt dismissed Kisa from his study. She would’ve preferred to stay, but since the two heads of house clearly needed to speak privately, she couldn’t very well refuse.
Seyard didn’t try to stop her either, so Kisa obediently left.
Still, she couldn’t help worrying about their conversation. She was dying to know how the count would react. It would be disastrous if he flatly refused to allow the annulment.
In truth, she could understand the count’s negative response to Seyard’s proposal. While House Lowens couldn’t compare to House Hiran in terms of status alone, the circumstances surrounding the engagement were far more complicated.
First, there was the late Duke Hiran’s intended marriage to the king’s youngest daughter—the king’s opinion still mattered. Moreover, House Lowens had maintained strong ties with House Bansfeldt for quite some time.
And as a cautious man by nature, the count would surely harbor reservations toward the new, unfamiliar Duke Hiran. It seemed everything now hinged on whether Seyard could persuade him.
‘Please, let things go smoothly.’
Though she briefly considered eavesdropping outside the study out of worry, the count’s ever-watchful secretary caught her eye, forcing her to retreat to her room.
Of course, calming her mind there proved nearly impossible. Kisa paced restlessly around her room, each minute stretching longer than usual.
How much time had passed? After exactly three knocks, the count opened the door, looking unusually tired.
“Kisa, Duke Hiran wishes to have a brief chat with you before he departs.”
Behind him stood Seyard—apparently, their discussion had finally concluded.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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