Mother-in-Law Refuses to Regress! (7 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 11
“Why are you here again?”
“I had a scary dream……”
Larisa was sobbing softly, clutching a rabbit doll in one arm. Guinevere was flustered.
“A scary dream?”
“Hic, yes……”
‘What am I supposed to do about that……’
Guinevere barely managed to keep her inner thoughts from spilling out and took a brief moment to choose her words.
“But why come to me……?”
Before she could even finish asking, Larisa quickly replied.
“William said there’s no one stronger than Mother in this world, so it’s safest to sleep next to you.”
Guinevere was extremely annoyed—her rare, hard-earned sleep had just been interrupted.
Yet she couldn’t possibly scold a crying child. Besides, Larisa was adorable, and her son’s reasoning was rather admirable.
And after all, wasn’t it her duty to treat this child well? Only then could she uphold her oath, prevent William from running away, and stop the tragedy from repeating itself.
‘Yes. Our lives depend on this child.’
Guinevere swallowed a sigh and asked,
“Then what should I do for you?”
Larisa made the saddest, most pitiful face she could muster—the very expression that could melt even the coldest noblewoman’s heart and make her buy flowers on the spot. In a trembling, sorrowful voice, Larisa pleaded,
“Can’t I sleep here with you? When Mama was alive, I always slept with her…… It’s so scary sleeping alone.”
Sniffling, Larisa gently tugged at Guinevere’s sleeve. Guinevere flinched—never before in her life had such an openly affectionate, cute creature dared approach her so directly.
Children usually trembled in fear around her, making this moment all the rarer. Guinevere couldn’t bring herself to push Larisa away.
“Fine. You sleep here.”
With great reluctance, Guinevere surrendered her bed. Now wide awake, she intended to resume her research. She was still clinging to her studies on time-loop magic.
She was diligently scribbling formulas while gazing at the golden sphere, now shrunk to the size of a bead, when—
Rustle rustle.
Toss toss.
Roll roll.
“Can’t sleep?”
“Yes……”
“Why? Still scared?”
Larisa lied calmly, though she truly was frightened.
“No, it’s just… that yellow bead is so pretty.”
Guinevere smiled fondly.
“It’s not a bead—it’s a magical imprint. It might explode if you touch it.”
“What happens if it explodes?”
“Hmm. Maybe half this continent would vanish?”
“G-gah!”
Beside Guinevere herself, her room held something equally terrifying. Every time Guinevere casually twirled the golden orb, Larisa’s heart raced in fear that it might detonate at any moment.
Noticing Larisa’s frightened expression, Guinevere dismissed it nonchalantly.
“Don’t worry. It’ll explode if anyone else touches it, but I’m fine.”
‘Even if it does explode, only this lab would go up in smoke.’
She had already stabilized it to such an extreme degree that, even in the worst case, it meant nothing to her. Driven by urgency to complete the spell, Guinevere pressed on with her work. But……
Rustle rustle.
Toss toss.
Roll roll……
She couldn’t focus with this constant disturbance. Guinevere feigned a stern tone.
“Lara, you need to sleep now—staying up late stunts your growth.”
Larisa sniffled loudly.
“But… but when I slept with Mama, we always slept together……”
She lacked the courage to ask outright, “Can’t we sleep together?” Instead, she curled up small and glanced anxiously at Guinevere. The sight tugged painfully at the heart.
Truth be told, Guinevere was already too distracted by Larisa to work properly anyway. Deciding it was better to just sleep—partly to recover her mana—she resolved to share the bed despite the discomfort.
Thankfully, Larisa didn’t demand to be held or act fussy; she simply lay down beside Guinevere and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Guinevere, lying on her side, sighed as she watched Larisa’s angelic sleeping face. It struck her then—Marina had been dead for barely a month.
“You lost your mother too.”
Just how terrified must she have been, sleeping alone, to seek out someone like herself—someone rumored to devour children? The depth of Larisa’s helplessness suddenly hit Guinevere anew.
And……
‘I lost my son that day too.’
She hadn’t been able to stop him from taking his own life right before her eyes. She’d just stood there, dumbstruck. Meanwhile, Larisa—only seven years old—had been frantically scrambling to save her mother.
‘Can I protect them this time?’
That day replayed vividly in her mind once more.
“I’m sorry, Mother. I can’t let Lara suffer any longer.”
William had plunged the knife into his heart before she could even react. Guinevere, startled by the hot wetness trailing down her brow, wiped it away—tears.
‘I’m crying?’
It had been so long since she last shed tears that she couldn’t even remember when it had happened.
Startled by her own tears, Guinevere blinked rapidly—but tears, of course, only flowed more freely the harder one tried to hold them back.
She desperately suppressed her sobs, terrified of waking the sleeping Larisa. She felt disgusted with herself for crying now, of all times.
She’d given birth but never truly raised him. She’d abandoned him, left him to drift until everything spiraled out of control.
Instead of tears, she spat out the name that pierced her heart like a blade.
“William.”
‘I’m sorry.’
She didn’t even have the shamelessness to say those words aloud—only his name passed her lips.
“William…… Hic……”
How much pain must you have endured? To stab your heart three times—how agonizing it must have been. And you’ve already endured the grief of losing someone you love three times over……
“I’ll… I’ll protect you. William……”
This time, she would protect everyone. Larisa. William. No matter what—or whom—she had to sacrifice.
*
Having stayed up all night, Larisa appeared before William the next morning with hollow, sleep-deprived eyes.
William, startled by the dark circles extending nearly to her nose, asked in alarm,
“What happened to you? Your… face?”
“William. I didn’t sleep a wink.”
“Why?”
Larisa hesitated. She wasn’t sure if she should reveal that last night, the terrifying Guinevere Rodante had cried herself to sleep calling out William’s name.
Somehow, she felt that telling him would earn her a scolding from Guinevere later.
‘Everyone’s got a secret they’d rather keep.’
Larisa sighed inwardly and said,
“I had a scary dream…… So I went to Mother’s room, and there was something scary there……”
She was talking about the luminous orb she’d seen last night, but William pictured something else entirely.
‘Mother can be a bit scary, I guess.’
William thought casually—until Larisa’s next words caught him off guard.
“Can’t I sleep in your room instead?”
“No, you can’t.”
Now Larisa felt truly wronged.
“Why not!”
She was only seven. Her mother had just passed away, and now there was no one left to sleep with her. She’d never once slept alone in her entire life.
How terrifying it was to fall asleep by herself every single night!
“Then I’ll go sleep with Uncle Hedel!”
Uncle Hedel would surely let her share his bed. But William’s expression turned grave as he declared,
“That—that’s absolutely not allowed!”
“Then can I sleep with you?”
“……”
“Where’s Uncle Hedel’s room?”
With no other choice, William led Larisa to his room. But as soon as they arrived, he knelt before her, feeling it wasn’t quite right.
“Larisa, I’ve told you before—a proper young lady shouldn’t enter a man’s room so freely. And men shouldn’t enter a woman’s room without permission either……”
“I don’t care! I won’t be a proper lady! I don’t want to grow up!”
Larisa threw a tantrum. Big, fat tears began rolling down her cheeks.
“I don’t want to be an adult waaah!”
William quickly scooped her up. A maid, returning after tidying up, spotted the crying Larisa and asked what was wrong.
“Oh, it’s just… Lara said she’s scared to sleep alone.”
“Oh my, young master! Ever since you got a little sister, you’ve become so kind.”
The maid smiled warmly and walked away.
‘Yeah. She’s only seven—why am I acting all stiff about propriety by myself? Everyone probably just sees me as the caring older brother looking after his younger sister.’
William didn’t realize that Larisa’s clinginess stemmed from not wanting him to play the role of a “kind older brother.” Still, for the sake of his sobbing little sister, William resolved to become exactly that.
“Alright, stop crying. You can sleep in my room.”
“Hic, really?”
“Yes.”
“Hic… then can we just hold hands while we sleep?”
‘That sounds like something I should be saying……’
Larisa had really wanted to ask to be held—but this compromise was already her showing remarkable restraint.
And so, from that day onward, the two began sleeping together.
When Guinevere heard the news, she chuckled softly.
“Fate, it seems.”
Hedel, the messenger bird who’d brought her the report, asked in exasperation,
“But didn’t you say you wanted them to marry? Is it really alright to raise them like siblings like this?”
“It doesn’t matter. The more you try to keep them apart, the more fiercely they’ll burn for each other.”
‘I know from experience.’
Guinevere deliberately ignored Hedel’s bewildered stare. She’d already tried everything—yet the two only grew more deeply entangled.
Actively encouraging their bond, however, was something she hadn’t attempted yet. Even if this approach truly made them feel like siblings, she wouldn’t mind. After all, that would only further reduce the chance of her son dying.
‘But will it really turn out that way?’
No matter how she tried to separate them, they always ended up falling in love. In fact, with each time-loop, they fell faster than before. Judging by William’s level of obsession, even if his memories were gone, his feelings clearly lingered in his subconscious.
‘He’s my son, but seriously… what a terrifying boy. Who on earth did he take after?’
Guinevere was absolutely certain it wasn’t her.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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