Afraid to mock Valter, she didn’t say it out loud, but perhaps, in secret, she whispered her true feelings to Adrian.
‘I lived because of the time spent with your dad during our childhood.’
But Valter seemed to calculate the possibility of all these events failing without her knowledge.
When he finished the calculations alone and even left a testament, what expression did Valter have?
Creak—
“……Valter.”
Before she knew it, she was in front of the bedroom where he lay. Edith quietly opened the door and entered, taking a seat on the chair next to the bed.
Then, she cautiously held his hand.
Just like when she held him as he left Lowell Mansion a long time ago, and when she held his hand again when they reunited in Portion, her body shivered as if a chill ran down her spine.
Edith gently stroked the back of his hand, where veins seemed prominent, and spoke in a soft voice.
The words she had been silently swallowing due to the anxiety that they might break when spoken aloud, she could now finally utter.
“You’re the first person I fell in love with, Isaac.”
“…”
“I love you… very much.”
Edith couldn’t let go of his hand and buried her face in the white blanket. If she let go of this hand, it felt like he would drift away to a distant place.
“So, I don’t want to be separated from you. So, please…”
A small sob filled the silent room.
It felt like his body was endlessly sinking into a deep lake. The pressure on his entire body made it hard to breathe, but Valter struggled to lift his eyelids.
“…”
Then, a familiar woman’s profile, like a vague illusion, appeared.
“Isaac. You should behave respectfully towards Lady Lowell, understood?”
Black hair and softly swirling eyes. A pale complexion as if she could collapse at any moment.
In fragments of memories and even in portraits, his mother, Lea Lexion, appeared.
‘They say that when it’s time to die, forgotten memories are shown.’
As consciousness gradually returned, Valter pondered over the last part of his memory.
When Patricia was cutting into his flesh, he felt a pain as if all the veins in his body were being burned.
It was undoubtedly not an ordinary blade. As soon as he realized something was wrong, his vision blurred, and then everything relaxed.
‘…Am I dying?’
Considering the instant pain he felt, it was believable that he had died instantly. However, accepting death was a different matter.
He might have suddenly collapsed, surprising Edith. Adrian was still too young to understand what had happened…
Although he wanted to resist with additional thoughts, he couldn’t move his mouth, and his consciousness was not clear.
The illusion unfolding before him continued whether he was confused or not.
“But Mother, why did you suddenly find a place to stay for a long time? You said it’s good to live moving around here and there.”
A slightly blunt voice. Yes, it was undoubtedly a question he had asked in the distant past.
There was one more clear fact he remembered.
The reason his mother didn’t return to the capital was to support his father, Agnus XIV, who was risking his life to maintain the throne. His mother didn’t want to burden her son. She loved her son as much as she cherished him.
In the deep night, he remembered stopping his steps several times at the sight of his father wielding a sword.
However, when he saw his mother’s expression strangely clouding, the young Isaac could sense something. The reason she no longer roamed around was probably because his mother’s health had deteriorated.
“It might not be as exciting to settle down in one place, but it seems okay.”
“Thanks for saying that, Isaac. By the way, Lady Lowell has a daughter your age, so get along well with her.”
Until Lea uttered those words, he had no particular thoughts. Girls didn’t even like riding horses, whatever.
But the moment he saw a blond-haired girl peeking out behind Lady Lowell, his body stiffened.
When he met her blue eyes shaded by long eyelashes, it felt like his heart was swelling like a balloon about to burst.
“Hello, Isaac. I’m Edith.”
Seeing her gentle eye smile, Valter could recall all the forgotten memories of his childhood.
From losing his mother after leaving Lowell Mansion to waking up at Fortrion Manor.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
