After waiting for almost an hour, Leah finally got her chance. She presented her advertisement and photos to the manager.
“Hamilton Trading?”
Fortunately, the manager scrutinized the photos and leaflets carefully.
“The advertising fee varies depending on the duration and size of the ad.”
“I understand.”
“Putting in a photo will significantly increase the cost.”
“Yes.”
“Are you the owner of Hamilton Trading?”
“No, I’m not.”
Then the manager adjusted his glasses and scrutinized Leah.
“To submit an ad, you need the trading owner to come in person, or at least be accompanied by your guardian.”
“I’ve discussed this with the owner, and I am an adult. Why do I need a guardian?”
Leah was baffled by the manager’s words. He then gave a lengthy speech about how advertisements need to be from verified and credible sources.
To Leah, it sounded like a bias that only men were considered credible.
“This is the law of the country. Haven’t you been to a bank? A woman alone can’t even open an account.”
Leah was speechless at the absurd logic.
But she remembered that her father always took a male employee with him for bank meetings or business dealings. The trading house had many female employees skilled in accounting, but they always went out with male colleagues.
Still, Leah pleaded several times with the manager to place her ad, but his response was unyielding.
‘Should I come with Grandpa Lapa?’
She thought for a moment, but everyone in Lebon knew the name ‘Lapa.’ It was a well-known fact to everyone except her and Pauline. They didn’t suspect it, even knowing Cherney.
‘It needs to be someone influential just by their existence.’
Leah turned back and approached the manager again.
“I am Grace Bizac, the fiancée of Terrun Courtois. Doesn’t that count for something?”
“Do you have proof?”
“Proof?”
“Come with your fiancé.”
‘I was too naive about the world.’
That’s why Terrun was so confident. He must have known such a situation would arise.
[Grace Bizac, have you forgotten? I am your guardian.]Leah left the newspaper office filled with disappointment.
‘What a wretched world.’
It was a fruitless trip. Leah returned to the Courtois residence, still angry. It was unfair how society refused to recognize women as independent entities.
Even in Galdencia, where the Emperor was a woman, society revolved around men.
The Lubeck Empire was no different. Should she wait for the times to change? She felt stifled.
‘It’s not the Middle Ages, it’s the 19th century. Why is it still like this?’
No, it wasn’t the time to blame the world.
Her father always said, blaming the era, the social structure, or the times was just an excuse for incompetence.
‘Only Terrun can help me now.’
But her pride wouldn’t allow her to meekly ask for his help after making such a scene.
‘Is there a way to legitimately ask for Terrun’s help without hurting my pride?’
Leah pondered deeply. Normally, it was right for the desperate to plead.
But she didn’t want to show a pitiful side to Terrun.
‘If only I were a man, I could challenge him to a duel.’
A fair duel, where the winner’s demands are met.
Leah thought about what she was good at. She couldn’t handle swords or guns, and sewing was out of the question.
Then, an idea struck her. Perhaps she could win a challenge against Terrun.
Leah rushed out of her room towards his office.
“Terrun, are you busy?”
Her voice naturally softened. Terrun, looking over some documents, smiled slightly at one side of his mouth, as if expecting her.
“My guess is right, isn’t it?”
“Unfortunately, yes.”
Leah tried to stay confident. She refused to beg or act pitifully.
“Then, make a request. Of course, you’ll have to impress me.”
‘Impress?’
Her rebellious spirit flared up.
“Should I crawl and kiss your feet?”
“A kiss on the lips would be better. Or you can beg while crying.”
‘Hmph! As if.’
In a moment of frustration, Leah blurted out.
“Terrun, I challenge you to a duel.”
“A duel, you say?”
He chuckled incredulously, asking her.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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