“Mommy will never find you bothersome.”
“…”
“If you have questions, feel free to ask. I might not be able to answer everything…”
Aria smiled awkwardly, recalling the barrage of questions from earlier.
“But I’ll tell you whatever I know.”
“But…”
“Mommy is so happy when you’re curious and ask questions.”
“Why?”
“Because, I love you.”
Bonita gazed at Aria, smiling broadly. An indescribably ticklish feeling overwhelmed her.
She subconsciously gripped her dress, then noticed cookie crumbs all over her hands.
“It’s okay.”
Aria took Bonita’s hand and gently wiped it with a handkerchief. She also brushed off any crumbs from the dress, thankfully avoiding any chocolate stains.
Bonita watched the entire process, still somewhat dazed by Aria’s words.
“Sweetheart.”
“Mommy will never find you bothersome.”
“I’ll tell you whatever I know.”
“Mommy is so happy when you’re curious and ask questions.”
“Because, I love you.”
Aria’s words echoed in Bonita’s mind. She never thought she would hear such words from her. Not even after Aria had changed.
Yes, even after she had changed…
Bonita paused, struck by a sudden thought. It was an absurd idea, but the words were already out of her mouth.
“Mommy.”
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“Mom.”
“…Yes, what is it?”
At the word ‘mom’, Aria’s golden eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. That small quiver soon turned into a tidal wave of emotions engulfing her.
How could one describe her expression and feelings?
Bonita had never received proper education. Most of what she had heard in her life were crude swear words and vulgar expressions from back alley thugs.
Even though Aria used more refined language, she barely spoke to Bonita when they were at home.
Bonita, naturally, didn’t know how to read. The only books she knew were the children’s fairy tales Aria occasionally read to her. That’s why she couldn’t find the right words to describe Aria’s current expression.
The expression contained a complex and diverse trembling that went far beyond mere ‘happiness’.
Bonita reached out her hand and gently touched Aria’s cheek. Aria’s hand completely covered Bonita’s, which was calloused from sewing. It was rough but beautiful – her mother’s hand.
“Mommy. Your face is like waves.”
“…Waves?”
“Yes. After it rains, when you throw stones into a puddle, it looks just like Mommy’s face now. The sky and the world inside it mix together, becoming beautiful.”
Hearing Bonita’s words, Aria’s expression became even stranger. Bonita thought it resembled a puddle into which many stones had been thrown.
Thrown so much that water droplets splashed, colors mixed, wavered, blurred, and eventually returned to normal.
Drip.
A warm tear fell onto Bonita’s hand, which was resting on Aria’s cheek.
Aria’s blue eyes brimmed with tears. In them, Bonita’s reflection was visible.
Bonita, looking surprised, asked, “Mommy, why are you crying?”
“Huh? Oh, well…”
Aria was startled, blinking rapidly. The accumulated tears then trickled down.
She wanted to wipe her eyes but didn’t want to forcibly remove Bonita’s hand that was touching her face.
“Goodness, why am I tearing up…”
While she enjoyed Bonita’s intense gaze, Aria blushed and smiled, feeling embarrassed. Sniffling, she took a deep breath.
Aria glanced at Bonita, “Sweetie?”
“…”
“You don’t have to hold on anymore, Mommy won’t cry now.”
Despite the comforting words, Bonita remained silent for a long time.
With a serious expression and her little head full of thoughts, she stared straight into Aria’s eyes.
Then, Bonita spoke.
“Mommy.”
“Yes.”
“You’re not my mother, are you?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
