Mom's Possessed - Chapter 6

“I heard the master finally accepted that woman Aria?”

“I heard he made her the young miss’s nanny.”

“The young miss does seem to be very attached to that woman…”

“It’s not just attachment, I heard she’s even calling her mother?”

After Luke allowed Aria’s ‘temporary’ residence, rumors circulated among the ducal household staff for a while.

Someone said:

“Actually, isn’t she Aria’s daughter rather than the madam? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been raising her all this time.”

That the Duke had a mistress, and it was Aria.

However, that opinion didn’t gain any traction.

“That’s absurd! The young miss looks so much like the former madam, how could she be Aria’s child?”

Bonita resembled the former duchess so much that people would believe it even if told she was born to the former duchess alone.

The only resemblance to the Duke was the peculiar wavering red eyes characteristic of the Lisianthus family. Even that appeared closer to deep pink.

“Besides, there’s no way the Duke would have had another woman besides the former madam.”

Moreover, the Duke’s attitude over the past 10 years put the final nail in the coffin for the opposition.

“Well, he did remain celibate for 6 years after the madam passed away…”

“Exactly. How could the Duke even think of having an heir with another woman?”

“That’s right. Since there won’t be any more heirs born to the ducal family, His Grace will naturally raise the young miss as his successor.”

In truth, there were hardly any who doubted this little young lady from the beginning. Rumors had already spread that the Duke shed tears for the first time in 6 years since his wife’s death.

Then in the end, there was only one question:

“So who exactly is this Aria woman?”

By what qualification did Aria snatch the position of nanny to the precious young lady who was finally found?

Why did she only appear now?

Unable to ask the persons involved directly, the doubts grew and strange rumors began to circulate.

“I heard the Duke’s heartbreak was an act, and he had hidden the young miss away due to threats from political enemies?”

“He must have secretly spirited the child away. He’s probably slowly coaxing the young miss.”

“Could she know black magic? Damn, this is ominous.”

The truth was buried among the baseless rumors.

And the protagonist of all these rumors, Aria…

“We should pack whole wheat sandwiches too, and the tea table is a must. Since our Bonita shouldn’t get sunburned, of course we need to bring a parasol and umbrella!”

“Um, Mother. Is it really okay to just take these out?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine!”

…was peacefully preparing for a picnic.

Bonita was fidgeting nervously as she watched Aria strut around the mansion as if it were her own home.

‘It said “No unauthorized entry”…’

Where on earth did she find the kitchen key? She seemed to know exactly when it would be quiet with the servants gone, and brought Bonita along.

“Bonita, what would you like to eat?”

“What I’d like to eat?”

“Yes!”

Aria exclaimed energetically.

Her cheeks were flushed pink, making her look like a child excited for an upcoming birthday.

“It’s been Mom’s lifelong dream to go on a picnic with her daughter!”

Wasn’t your lifelong dream to give your daughter a bath, Mother?

Bonita swallowed the words that had risen to her throat. Aria looked too excited for such a remark.

And truthfully, Bonita couldn’t help but feel a bit of anticipation rising within her as well.

A picnic?

Isn’t that something only wealthy children can do on a Sunday afternoon? Bonita had never been on a picnic before, but she often imagined such wonderful things.

“Can we really go on a picnic?”

“Of course. Bonita, you can go anywhere in this kingdom. With a bit of time and procedure, you can even go outside the kingdom.”

Aria knelt down and hugged Bonita tightly.

“How?”

“Living life, I’ve found there’s not much money can’t do. Most impossible things happen because of lack of money.”

Nestled in her embrace, Bonita thought her mother was speaking quite sensibly for the first time.

Even in the poor West Ham Street where she lived, anyone with money was welcomed anywhere, no matter how expensive or nice the place.

The same went for people.

Children with rich fathers would wear dresses made of real lace or fancy bow ties and expensive children’s suits. Adults who would tell Bonita in her worn clothes to get lost would smile brightly at such children.

Bonita shared this thought that had just occurred to her with Aria. Immediately, Aria frowned.

“They told you to get lost? I ought to go catch them and give them a good kick– No, what am I saying!”

Bang bang!

Bonita stared blankly at Aria who had started talking to herself again. Honestly, even if she didn’t think so, this was cause for doubt.

‘Shouldn’t I… take Mother to see a doctor?’

But if the doctor cured Mother, would she return to how she was before?

…To the mother who would cry in a drunken, broken state, projecting someone onto Bonita herself?

“Mother.”

Bonita called out to her mother with a choked voice. Aria, who had been muttering incomprehensibly while facing the wall, immediately turned her head at that timid voice.

“What is it, darling?”

Blue eyes focused solely on Bonita.

Bonita’s breath caught at the overwhelming affection pouring from Aria’s gaze, expression, and gestures. Her heart pounded.

It was unconditional love that Bonita had never received since birth. Bonita’s fingertips trembled.

‘I must be a bad child.’

She wished her mother would stay like this, even if she was truly mad.

“Ah, it’s nothing. Just…”

Bonita quickly scanned the table. There was something round with a cylindrical shape pressed on top.

“Mother, what’s that?”

“Hm? That?”

Aria followed Bonita’s gaze. Upon seeing the unfinished cake batter, Aria’s eyes widened.

“Ah, that’s a cake! It just needs to be baked. Jamie must have stepped out for a meal.”

“A cake?”

Bonita repeated. Bonita had never seen a cake in her life.

Aria paused upon seeing Bonita’s expression. For a moment her expression clouded, but Aria quickly regained her smile and whispered in Bonita’s ear in a mischievous boyish tone.

“Bonita, how about we try making a cake together?”

* * *

“What?”

Luke momentarily doubted his ears at the attendant’s report.

“You’re saying Aria and Bonita snuck into the kitchen together?”

“Well, rather than sneaking in… they went in quite openly.”

The attendant explained with a troubled expression.

“The key is usually kept in a place only known to the head chef or kitchen assistants, but somehow she got hold of it. Head Chef Jamie had locked it, but it was open when he returned.”

“How is that possible.”

Luke was at a loss for words as he fiddled with the fountain pen in his hand. He asked again.

“So what are they doing now? If anything dangerous happens to Bonita, I will severely punish everyone involved.”

“Well, it’s not anything dangerous. Rather than dangerous, it’s more…”

“Speak quickly.”

Startled by the Duke’s irritated urging, the attendant snapped to attention.

“They’re m-making a cake, sir!”

“…A cake?”

Luke’s brow furrowed.

Making a cake?

…Why on earth?

‘Isn’t cake a dessert left to pastry chefs? Why is my daughter making one?’

He hadn’t even been able to approach Bonita’s room for nearly 3 days, worried she might be shy. The reports he’d heard from the close maids were along these lines:

“The young miss is very attached to Miss Aria. She… seems to think of her as her mother.”

“Thankfully, she’s adapting very well. But she’s afraid to sleep alone at night, so Miss Aria has been staying in the same room.”

“Violence? No, we haven’t seen anything like that at all. If I may say so, Miss Aria seems to cherish the young miss like her own daughter.”

“Hah.”

Luke sighed in frustration. He needed to properly interrogate Aria, but it was difficult when Bonita wouldn’t leave her side for even a moment.

‘Could my suspicions really be wrong?’

He had been certain that Aria must have abused Bonita, but seeing their bond made him doubt that assumption.

Of course, he couldn’t let his guard down.

Young children tend to imprint on and follow their primary caregiver. Children that age often crave affection even from those unfit to be parents.

Moreover, unless one was completely brainless, who would mistreat the only young lady of the ducal household? Whether the reports were true or an act remained to be seen.

‘I thought Bonita would follow me as soon as I found her… No. I need to approach slowly. First, let her adjust to life in the ducal residence, and then–’

“Excuse me, Your Grace.”

The attendant’s call interrupted Luke’s thoughts. Seeing Luke’s crimson eyes, the attendant flinched but spoke up.

“Wouldn’t it be alright to go see the young miss now? It’s already been three days.”

“…Wouldn’t it be better to wait until Bonita wants to see me first? She must already be confused by the change in environment.”

“All the more reason for you, her real father, to help her adjust, isn’t it? She may be shy at first, but surely the young miss will come to understand Your Grace’s feelings.”

“…”

Luke was silent for a moment.

Honestly, he was moved by the attendant’s words. His daughter with Elodie, whom he thought dead, was breathing in the same mansion, yet he couldn’t meet her.

His only worry was his daughter’s rejection.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that Bonita had taken a strong dislike to him after his harsh words to Aria last time.

Luke was lost in thought when–

Knock knock.

A faint knocking sound was heard. Without even looking towards the door, the Duke coldly reprimanded:

“I said not to disturb me at this hour. Are you a fool who can’t understand simple instructions?”

“Ah, I-I’m sorry…”

Thud!

However, hearing the young voice from beyond the door, Luke abruptly stood up.

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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