Bonita remembered a man who had seen her and commented, “Pink hair, that’s rare. She’d fetch a good price in a noble house.” Aria had furiously retorted, “Sell her to a noble house? How dare you say such a thing!” But still…
The memory of the money lost to gambling last month came back. Aria’s actions, spending so much on her in their dire financial situation, also seemed suspicious.
‘It must be that!’
Fed and clothed well, just to be sold to a noble house.
Bonita panicked. She had always feared such a day might come, but facing the reality was terrifying. She didn’t want to be separated from Aria.
“Bonita, actually, you’re the only daughter of the Lysianthus Duke.”
“I don’t want to! I want to stay with you, Mother!”
Their words overlapped.
After realizing what each had said, Aria and Bonita blinked at each other.
“You want to stay with me…?”
“Mo-Mother, you weren’t going to sell me to the duke’s…house?”
“What?”
Bonita’s absurd imagination left Aria speechless. Anger boiled inside her, directed at herself for raising a child who would have such thoughts.
Blue eyes sparked with fire.
“Mother…?”
Right. The child is watching.
Calm down, calm down.
Aria, having subdued her anger, sternly poked Bonita’s nose.
“Mom would never sell you. You should never think that.”
“Okay…”
“And you really are the daughter of the Lysianthus Duke.”
“What?!”
Bonita was startled. Aria’s face broke into a playful smile.
“Luke will recognize you as his daughter right away. There’s no way he wouldn’t. The Lysianthus family always recognizes their own blood.”
“What…”
Bonita wanted to argue, but she couldn’t, seeing how excited her mother looked.
‘I’ve never seen Mother’s eyes sparkle like that.’
Aria was a breathtaking beauty, exuding an aura that was hard to find even in a remote countryside. Even when she was drunk and disorderly, her decadent vibe attracted many men to knock on her door.
But Aria’s eyes were always empty. They lacked the light of someone truly alive.
In the streets, indeed, there were many who had become like living corpses, steeped in alcohol and drugs. For men, the worst was usually getting beaten and robbed, but for women, particularly a stunningly beautiful one like Aria, things could be much more tragic.
Bonita often trembled with fear that her mother might disappear into that faraway place she gazed at, as if searching for something lost. She was also scared when her mother held her and murmured someone’s name.
She preferred being hit or pinched, as angry Aria at least didn’t seem like a dead person.
But now, Aria was like the bright afternoon sun.
Silence filled the carriage. Bonita quietly shifted closer to her mother.
Thump.
As Bonita’s hand touched Aria’s, her eyes softened with affection. Her loving gaze fell on Bonita.
“Do you want to hold hands?”
Before Bonita could even respond with ‘yes,’ Aria firmly grasped her hand.
Feeling the warmth from the hand she held, Bonita wiggled her fingers on the other hand.
It was late at night when they arrived at the Lysianthus Duke’s residence. Bonita, looking at the clock nearing midnight, reassured herself that at least tonight they would stay nearby.
Her mother now seemed like someone enchanted by fairy magic.
But fairy magic is known to fade away quickly, so after spending the night, her mother might regain her senses and return to their usual life.
That’s how it had to be.
But Aria’s actions always exceeded Bonita’s expectations, usually in a bad way.
“I want to meet the Duke!”
“…Aria?”
Dalton, the gatekeeper who recognized her, was wide-eyed in surprise.
Aria had been a maid at the Lysianthus Duke’s house for a long time.
Since the former Duchess had cherished her and treated her almost like a friend, it was impossible for anyone who worked at the Duke’s house for a long time not to recognize her.
Plus, Aria was a beauty hard to forget.
“Were you alive? After the Madame passed away, you suddenly disappeared, and everyone thought you were dead.”
“Why would you say something so unpleasant? Anyway, I have business with the Duke, lead me to him. He must still be working.”
Was this really Aria’s character?
Dalton blinked at her bold, unhesitant demeanor.
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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