The two women’s gazes crossed. A brief tension filled the air.
It was Duke Lysianthus who broke the silence.
“…It really is Aria Hilton.”
“It’s been a long time, Your Grace.”
Unlike the stern-faced Luke, Aria was smiling gracefully. Luke’s blood-red irises scanned her from head to toe.
Honey-blond as melted gold. Eyes as bright and blue as crystal, and a femininely curved figure.
This was indeed Aria Hilton, who once attracted every man with her unrivaled beauty.
An enchantress no man could resist.
Yet Luke’s gaze on her was only cold. His dry red eyes turned to the small child in her arms.
Bonita’s round head let fall cherry blossom pink hair, as delicate as cotton candy that melts like a fantasy. He had only seen such sweet pink once in his life.
Elodie’s color.
“Show me the child.”
At his low, deep voice, Bonita flinched.
“M-Mother.”
“Shh. It’s okay.”
Aria soothed Bonita and adjusted her hold. Eyes a shade deeper than pink hair met Luke’s.
The moment he saw her face, Luke shivered.
It was undeniable.
His and Elodie’s daughter.
She resembled nothing of him, but he knew instinctively.
He understood immediately why Dalton had been so frantic. His knees wobbled slightly.
Realizing the Duke’s emotions, Aria set Bonita down.
Step by step.
Luke staggered, unbelieving, toward Bonita. His hand trembled.
Thud.
The nearly 2-meter-tall man knelt before the small child, barely more than half his size.
His protruding Adam’s apple trembled pathetically. Overwhelming regret and longing pressed down on him.
Bonita too sensed the man’s agitation. Although still rigid with tension, she didn’t run away but met the eyes of the kneeling man.
Luke’s large hand reached towards the child but then awkwardly touched the floor instead. Fearing that the child might vanish like a mirage if he touched her, he couldn’t bring himself to do so.
In a trembling voice, he stammered.
“What is your name? Can you tell me?”
“Bonita… that’s my name.”
“Bonita, I see.”
His voice was restrained, suppressing emotion.
Seven years since losing his child.
Six years since Elodie left.
Layers of deep-seated loneliness and sorrow churned inside him. Luke’s eyes turned bloodshot with emotion.
His body trembled uncontrollably.
“May I hold you?”
His tenderly offered words made Bonita’s eyes widen in surprise.
Bonita was a cautious child, but in that moment, she instinctively felt that this man would not harm her.
She nodded her head.
With her permission, Luke lifted his arms. Moving his hand very slowly, so as not to startle her, he was soon able to embrace the child.
‘Warm…’
A child’s body temperature is higher than an adult’s.
It was only natural that this child felt warm, yet the small warmth filled his heart to bursting. A surge of overwhelming emotion pounded in his chest.
“You resemble her. Elodie, truly…”
Was he happy to find traces of the deceased Elodie?
Certainly, that was one reason for his joy, but not the only one.
Even if Bonita had only resembled him and not Elodie, his current feelings wouldn’t have diminished.
He let out a deep breath.
Was the story of the stillbirth false? How had Aria, a former maid, ended up with Elodie and his daughter, and why only now?
There were many unanswered questions.
But he was too exhausted to let those facts spoil this moment. At least for now, he wanted to fully enjoy the happiness of being reunited with his daughter.
And Bonita, too, hoped for the same.
“Welcome back, Bonita.”
His voice cracked. Listening quietly, Bonita cautiously asked.
“Are… are you really my…?”
“Yes.”
He nodded calmly.
“You are indeed my daughter.”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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