Edith swallowed dryly and nodded. Hearing his deep voice, she realized that her safety depended entirely on this man.
Was it her urgency to prove her worth? She remembered something she had forgotten.
“Come to think of it, the Count took my necklace. It didn’t seem like he specifically targeted it, but rather that he wanted to threaten me and smash it.”
“Necklace?”
“Yeah. I was wearing it when I was brought here. A lady who stayed at my house as a temporary guest had it and gave it to me. She said it was a Thanksgiving and birthday gift, and it must have been quite expensive.”
Edith remembered it clearly. Isaac’s mother, Lady Leah, always dressed modestly, but she would often switch to glamorous jewelry hidden within her clothing.
When had a lady who traveled the village raising her son collected these things? Edith liked the mysterious Lady Leah.
Going over to her while she was reading or knitting and admiring the day’s jewelry had been a hobby at that time.
“I cherished it, but I lost it completely when the carriage was suddenly attacked.”
The thought that the object containing her memories might be buried in the dust due to the Count made her feel down.
“All I can think of right now is this, but I’ll try harder to help you in the future. If I expose Sophia’s embezzlement using the servants who aren’t even staying in the mansion, the situation will improve.”
Edith became desperate in case Walter changed his mind. Since she kept helping without getting anything in return, she worried he might want to call off the deal.
But Walter surprisingly did not get angry.
“If the necklace is what the Count targeted at the last moment, it might be quite useful information.”
He didn’t lower his voice and grumble or yell at her for immediate useful information. Edith was surprised by this and stared at him blankly.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Just, it’s strange that you’re not acting like a thug today.”
“Thug?”
He asked as if shocked by his reputation. Edith was slightly surprised by her outspoken remark.
A thug. Always picking on me, bullying others with his strength, introducing himself as diligent while not working, there was a word that could describe him so well.
“I misspoke. Don’t take it to heart.”
Edith said she made a mistake and tried to retract her statement, but she couldn’t completely hide the laughter that escaped.
Even as Walter looked at her laughing in disbelief, she was able to meet his eyes comfortably. Somehow, she felt at ease. Enough to want to gaze at him for a very long time.
(This is a time separator.)
On Thanksgiving Day, the mansion of Portrion’s Count gave off a different impression.
The most noticeable thing was the Thanksgiving decorations made of golden reeds tied with deep orange ribbons.
Vivian, combing Edith’s hair while admiring the garden decorations, said,
“The Count is still unconscious, so this year’s decorations seem a bit modest.”
“It doesn’t look humble to my eyes…….”
Vivian let out a small laugh at Edith’s precise gaze.
“Actually, only the appearance has become humble, the money spent will be similar. If you really worried about my lord’s condition, you would have canceled the Thanksgiving dinner altogether.”
“Something else must be more important.”
Soon, she had to introduce the fourth wife who would soon announce that she was pregnant with the lord’s child….
Edith laughed bitterly, praying to God for the opportunity to expose the infidelity of Sophia and the butler.
On the frame of the window she was looking at, there was a small note that Izajel’s dove could pick up.
Meanwhile, the carriage driven by Viktor, the owner of the circus troupe, was slowly approaching the Portrion mansion.
Viktor’s secretary briefly put down the document he was reading and examined his master’s face.
“Seeing the master smile, it seems we’re almost at Portrion where the young lady is.”
“Is Izajel healthy?”
The secretary smiled contentedly. It was a known fact that Viktor had cherished his lateborn Izajel like a plant in a greenhouse.
‘So I thought she would grow up as a naive young lady, but I didn’t know she would accept the proposal from the old lord for the sake of the family and troupe.’
Nobody knew the fact that she had been seduced by the promise of making her a singer.
Viktor simply felt great regret and gratitude to his wise daughter who married the old lord and raised the status of the circus troupe.
It was very important for him, who came from a common background, to have a close relationship with the lord.
“As soon as we arrive, ask if Izajel is doing well, if anything else is needed. If there is anyone annoying, get rid of them.”
“Understood.”
“Then after that…….”
Viktor looked at the garden and the exterior of the mansion, which were decorated a little more modestly than last year. He had heard that the lord’s condition was critical, but Portrion was more peaceful than he thought.
Viktor found that peace suspicious.
“See if there’s a way to release people and get a share from Lord Portrion’s treasury.”
His intuition as a merchant told him that something was being hidden in the lord’s treasury.
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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