If You Want To Possess Me (9 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 6
Kisa took a deep breath in front of the firmly closed door. Ever since childhood, she had always done this whenever she needed to face her father. It felt much like standing before a grand examiner who graded her entire life as one enormous assignment.
She recalled his face as he looked at her—his only daughter—when she was little, having dirtied her clothes while rummaging through the garden.
The unmistakable contempt had seared deeply into Kisa’s memory, still making her shrink inwardly even now. Sweat gathered in her palms, clenched tightly into fists.
“But….”
She had to confront him. The Count also needed to know about what had recently happened with Daniel. Now, while the Count was staying at the townhouse, was her chance.
To summon courage, Kisa remembered the man she had met previously in the library—the one who had shown her she wasn’t particularly foolish.
Thanks to him, she had slept more peacefully that night—a first since learning Daniel’s secret.
“Father, it’s me.”
Knock, knock. Feeling considerably better, Kisa rapped on the door, and soon after, she was granted permission to enter.
“Good morning.”
“I’m afraid it’s anything but good for me.”
The middle-aged man seated behind his desk didn’t even lift his head in response to his daughter’s greeting. His utterly dry tone made her shoulders, which she had tried so hard to hold proudly, slump inwardly.
“I heard from the servants. You came home late on the night of the recital?”
It wasn’t particularly surprising. Everyone in this mansion might as well have been his eyes and ears. The Count wasn’t an affectionate father, but neither was he entirely indifferent to his daughter.
“I’m sorry. I lost track of time while reading.”
On occasions like this, a straightforward apology was the easiest way to get through. Yet the interrogation continued.
“Why did you go to Epich Street a few days ago?”
So he knew about that too. He had merely postponed addressing it because of his recent busy schedule. Kisa swallowed hard and opened her mouth.
“Actually, that’s precisely why I came—to speak with you about something concerning Daniel.”
At her subtle tone, Count Bansfeldt finally met Kisa’s eyes. When their gazes locked, his stark, colorless irises sent a shiver through her body.
I must face this. She steeled her resolve once more.
After hearing her story, Count Bansfeldt frowned, his eyes—so similar to his daughter’s—narrowing in displeasure.
“If what you say is true, I cannot simply stand by. I’ll summon Daniel myself and have a word with him.”
Relief washed over her at the fact she hadn’t been dismissed. Consequently, his following warning barely registered.
“I’ll let this slide this once, considering the unusual circumstances. But never again act on your own whims. A lady of your age must conduct herself with greater propriety.”
“Yes, Father. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Kisa quickly replied and swiftly left the Count’s study.
Soon, he would summon Daniel to the estate and question him thoroughly. Even if Daniel denied his involvement with that woman, it would be useless.
Given the Count’s nature, he would first investigate thoroughly and only act once certain.
From what she could surmise, the two hadn’t particularly hidden their closeness. After all, the circle they belonged to had many members—and hadn’t Kisa herself learned of their nauseating affair through gossip?
What would Daniel say before the Count? Would he make excuses? Would he flatly deny it? At the very least, he wouldn’t dare behave as brazenly as he had toward her.
Just thinking of his smooth face made a dull ache rise in her chest. She had genuinely liked him.
But… no, precisely because of that, she couldn’t stay with a man who disrespected her and pledged eternity to another woman.
“Will we end up breaking off the engagement?”
She remembered her conversation with Melissa. Though she disliked the idea of becoming the subject of gossip labeled “jilted,” she disliked even more the thought of being unable to end it.
The Count cared not for his daughter’s happiness but for reputation and practicality. If Daniel feigned remorse and falsely swore never to see that woman again, the Count would likely turn a blind eye.
What would she do then? She pondered but found no clear answer for now. For the moment, all she could do was wait for the meeting between the Count and Daniel.
Thus, two agonizing days passed for Kisa. She heard the news that Daniel had visited the Bansfeldt estate just as she returned from an unavoidable outing.
“Oh my, Miss! Master Daniel has arrived. He’s speaking with the Count—please hurry!”
Leaving behind the nanny, who smiled contentedly, unaware of the rift between them, Kisa headed toward the Count’s study.
But just as she reached her destination, she ran straight into Daniel, who was exiting the room.
“Well, if it isn’t you.”
The man looked no different from the last time she’d seen him. With an almost boastful stride that showcased his long legs, he approached Kisa leisurely.
“The little tattletale of House Bansfeldt.”
His face radiated the ease of someone who had eaten well, slept soundly, and lived comfortably these past days—making her resentful, for she had done none of those.
“Don’t mock me.”
“What, running straight to Daddy again to squeal on me?”
“He should know what kind of things you’re up to.”
“And what exactly am I up to? I’ve done nothing wrong.”
At the sight of his self-assured expression, an ominous feeling brushed through her mind. This didn’t seem like mere bluffing. What had transpired between Daniel and the Count in that room?
“You look awfully curious about what was said in there. Shall I enlighten you?”
“Never mind. I’ll ask Father myself.”
“Oh, of course, Miss. By all means, go right in.”
The man, who seemed unable to utter a single word without dripping sarcasm, pointed toward the study with a tilt of his chin and then glided past Kisa.
Knock, knock. Kisa quickly rapped on the door.
“Father.”
Too impatient to wait for his permission, she entered as soon as she spoke, causing a frown to crease the Count’s brow.
“What impolite nonsense is this?”
“…I’m sorry. But how did the talk go? What did Daniel say?”
The Count turned his eyes toward the documents on his desk.
“You needn’t concern yourself.”
“What?”
“I mean you no longer need to worry about the matter you mentioned earlier.”
“What do you mean, ‘no need to worry’? I don’t understand.”
“I’ve handled it.”
“How did you handle it?”
A sigh slipped from his lips.
“Well, I suppose I understand your sensitivity—you do care for Daniel. But even if some impurity has crept in, it won’t change anything between you two. So stop making such a fuss.”
“No change.” At those words, without even realizing it, Kisa slammed both hands onto the Count’s desk with a loud thud.
“Father! Did Daniel insist he was innocent? Don’t believe him! I saw it clearly with my own eyes—Daniel swearing a knight’s vow to another woman!”
It was the first time in her life she had spoken so defiantly to her father.
But his response was nothing but cold.
“So?”
“…What?”
“So what of it?”
Count Bansfeldt removed his glasses and leaned back in his chair.
“What’s so terrible about a man or two on the side?”
It felt as if someone had struck her head with a hammer.
“You can’t possibly be naive enough to believe every married couple is madly in love. Marriage, after all, is a union between houses.”
He tapped his temple a few times with his fingers.
“Just now, I confirmed with Daniel that he has no intention of breaking the alliance between Bansfeldt and Lowens. Truth be told, he’s always been ambitious. I was worried he might have picked up some strange ideas during his studies abroad, but clearly, I was mistaken.”
“Father…”
“Trust my judgment, Kisa. Daniel isn’t the sort to ruin everything over a woman. With his younger brothers eyeing the heirship, do you really think he’d cast you aside for a commoner widow?”
“But Daniel clearly vowed to protect that woman for life. He intends to continue seeing her even after marriage.”
“So what if she becomes his mistress? It’s no great matter. You are the only one who will be Daniel’s wife—my daughter, Kisa Bansfeldt, and no one else.”
“Are you asking me to marry a man who values someone else more than me? Especially when Daniel insulted me as dull-witted right in front of that woman?”
“Oh?”
The Count’s well-shaped eyebrows arched slightly—it seemed he hadn’t heard this part before—but still, he didn’t say what Kisa hoped to hear.
“That was rather inconsiderate of Daniel. Even if distracted by a mistress, he must uphold his wife’s dignity. I’ll speak firmly with him later.”
“This isn’t about dignity! Do you truly think I could be happy married to a man who treats me with such contempt?”
That was the conclusion she’d reached after days of turmoil. It wasn’t just about Hazel—the moment she understood Daniel’s true feelings, Kisa knew she could never become his wife.
“I said I’ll speak with him.”
“If a few words from you make Daniel change his attitude overnight, I’ll only feel more wretched. I want to be respected for who I am.”
The Count’s expression shifted to one of bewilderment at his usually obedient daughter’s sudden defiance. His bewilderment quickly turned to irritation.
“Then what exactly do you expect me to do? Break off your engagement with Daniel now?”
“…”
Kisa paused to steady her breath. The time had finally come—she had to clearly state her will before her fearsome father.
Hearing his sharp tone made her heart pound and her mouth go dry.
Yet, at this crucial moment, the images of two men in her mind shielded her from the Count’s pressure.
Daniel, who had looked down on her for always meekly obeying her father—and Seyard, who had told her she wasn’t foolish.
Empowered by the contradictory yet compelling words of these two men, Kisa spoke.
“Yes, please annul the engagement, Father. I don’t want to marry Daniel.”
The Count was silent for a moment before asking,
“Are you serious?”
“Utterly serious.”
“You—the girl who used to trail after Daniel constantly as a child? If this is just some childish ploy to regain his attention, spare me. Even without interference, his feelings for that woman will fade in time.”
“This isn’t a threat. I sincerely wish to break off the engagement.”
“Then your words are even less worth heeding. Stop this nonsense and leave.”
“Father, I beg you! Please formally announce the annulment to House Lowens—”
“I said leave!”
At the Count’s furious roar, Kisa instinctively stepped back several paces. Her hands trembled.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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