Leah steadied her breathing and opened the newspaper.
The Hamilton Trading Company’s incident had made the front page.
Leah read rapidly, holding her breath.
“How could this happen?”
Leah trembled like a leaf.
Despite trying to remain calm, the subsequent newspaper articles were too cruel for Leah to read with open eyes.
The newspaper featured illustrations of the trial, showing Allen testifying and presenting a pipe of tobacco as evidence.
“Why would Allen…?”
Leah collapsed, recalling her relationship with Allen. They grew up together as close friends and naturally progressed to lovers.
“So, the carriage was…!”
Leah finally pieced together the shattered puzzle. Her quick thinking and ability to face reality felt cruel at that moment, as she quickly reached a conclusion.
“Allen McDowell was worse than a beast.”
His charming looks, gentle smile, and innate nobility had seduced her, but underneath it all lay a terrible scheme.
“Ah!”
Leah almost screamed but covered her mouth with her hand instead. Unable to bear her sanity, she ran out of the room in a frenzy.
“Lady!”
Ignoring Polly’s call, Leah rushed through the first-floor lobby and out of the mansion. She didn’t care if her body got soaked in the spring rain or if stones pierced her feet.
In fact, she felt nothing. The horrific reality that had befallen her was almost killing her.
“Aaah!”
In a secluded part of the garden, Leah screamed frantically.
“What have I done?”
She wept and beat the ground violently. Her love had brought ruin to her beloved father. And that wasn’t all – Leah Hamilton was dead.
“It’s all my fault, I’ve destroyed the Hamilton Trading Company that has been passed down for generations, Leah Hamilton, you’re to blame!”
She couldn’t forgive herself. Suddenly, she remembered her father’s loving face on her wedding day.
“Are you happy?”
“Yes, father. It’s rare for a woman in this era to marry the man she loves.”
“That’s true.”
Richard wiped the tears from his eyes and let go of Leah.
“Hmm, as long as you’re happy. My daughter’s happiness is all that matters to me. I don’t care about the rest, no matter what others say.”
Leah cried, lying on the ground, overwhelmed by her father’s love.
Terun, along with his secretary Luke and under a black umbrella, headed towards the garden.
They were looking for Grace, who had run off somewhere. Just a day after recovering from her illness, and now this.
Terun headed towards the family crypt in the vast garden, feeling somehow that Grace would be there.
“There she is.”
Luke spotted Grace first. She was half lying on the ground, sobbing.
“Grace, what is this all about?”
Terun quietly approached her and reprimanded her. If she kept this up, she might relapse into flu.
Then, Grace, who had been weeping bitterly, stood up with a resolute face and turned to the two men.
Terun covered her with his cloak and held the umbrella for her.
“Lady, stop being childish, will you? How do you plan to catch the Duke’s attention by getting seriously ill?”
Luke scolded Grace. Love didn’t come from throwing tantrums.
Leah was reminded of a dream or illusion where Grace clung to Terun, crying, but the man remained indifferent. Suddenly, she felt indignant.
“It’s not a tantrum, it’s an effort.”
Leah glared at the two men.
“I’m doing my best to win over the person I love. If I do nothing, the other person won’t know how I feel.”
“But human hearts don’t work that way…”
“Right, human hearts. That’s why someone with no right to be loved makes even a futile effort. It’s this desperation that has caused all this mess.”
Leah spat out bitterly, alternating her cold gaze between the two men, focusing particularly on Terun.
“That bastard’s desperate efforts succeeded. All because of that damned thing called love.”
As Leah muttered to herself in a foreign language, a spark of interest appeared in Terun’s eyes.
“Grace, when did you learn to speak Landese?”
As far as he knew, Grace had no proficiency in any foreign language apart from the common tongue.
She even disliked reading books, let alone newspapers.
Leah looked coldly at Terun and retorted.
“Don’t assume you know everything about a person. That’s arrogance.”
Leah then shook off Terun’s cloak and walked towards the main building, letting herself be drenched in the rain.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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