My Fiancé Keeps Trying to Raise Me (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 1
A night cloaked in pitch-black darkness.
“Damn it, what the hell’s wrong with this horse!”
The man, hastening his steps by the moonlight, lashed out with his whip in frustration at his horse, which refused to budge no matter how hard he pulled the reins.
The horse let out a pained whinny but still showed no sign of moving forward.
Just as the man was about to swing his whip again—
“My lord Count, instead of that, how about taking a short rest? We’ve already ridden through the entire day, and with the night so deep, we can’t even see a hand’s breadth ahead…”
At the servant’s cautious suggestion, Count Randle twisted his mustache in irritation.
“We’re right next to the Beastman Marsh! We must get away from here as quickly as possible! If you don’t know, then stay quiet!”
Having barked his anger, the Count still seethed with irritation and grumbled while glaring at the black carriage trailing behind him.
“If we were escorting Princess Bridget instead, we wouldn’t have had to take this road!”
The historic alliance between the Alkan Empire and Heyworth Kingdom through marriage. The Count’s heart had swelled with expectation at the thought of playing a role in such a momentous event—but ever since learning that the princess chosen for this political marriage was none other than Anet, dubbed the “Seed of the Beastman,” he had been seething with resentment.
Instead of the splendid diplomatic procession he had hoped for, he was now traveling with only a single servant and four knights, slipping past the perilous Beastman Marsh like a fugitive criminal on his way to the Alkan Empire.
The Count spat out in contempt toward the source of his current predicament.
“That good-for-nothing cursed scrap!”
The servant gasped in alarm and cried, “My lord Count!”
But the Count only retorted defiantly, “Did I say something wrong?”
The servant responded with an awkward chuckle.
Anet, who had been silently listening to their entire exchange from inside the carriage, slowly lifted her head from the window.
“Good-for-nothing scrap…”
Perhaps that wasn’t even an inaccurate description.
Anet Heyworth, who could no longer wield a sword, might as well be a useless object.
Thinking bitterly about her own circumstances, Anet absentmindedly looked down at her left hand.
Just a month ago, this hand had held a sword. It wouldn’t have been an exaggeration to say she’d rarely been parted from it for nearly half her life.
But now…
Anet briefly glanced at the scar running across her wrist and lightly clenched and unclenched her now-empty hand, as if feeling awkward.
Though the injury had severed her nerves completely, leaving a deep scar, she no longer felt pain and faced no difficulty in daily life.
Whether it was truly because she was the “Seed of the Beastman,” or thanks to her innate, extraordinary healing ability, no one knew.
“Perhaps… someday I might even be able to wield a sword again and channel sword aura.”
Of course, even without sword aura, Anet had plenty of other ways to fight beastmen.
“Or maybe… I should just start over from the beginning.”
She cast a glance at her perfectly intact right hand for no reason, then sighed as she lowered her gaze.
There was no point dwelling on it any longer.
After all, she was now…
“Nevertheless, you are to become the Grand Duchess of the Alkan Empire. Everyone knows how dearly Emperor Sybel cherishes Grand Duke Harzent. Be careful—any misstep before him might jeopardize the alliance.”
“Do you really think I’d say such things once we reach the Empire? Don’t worry—it won’t happen.”
The Count gave his servant a confident promise, yet his sarcasm showed no sign of stopping.
“Still, the Empire must be truly desperate for a Grand Duchess if they’d accept even a beastman’s seed like her as a princess, despite their marriage proposal boasting about noble bloodlines.”
“But if we consider bloodline alone, doesn’t she technically meet their conditions? After all, Her Late Majesty the Former Queen was from the noble House of Duke Ricello…”
“What nonsense are you spouting now?”
The Count leapt up furiously at the servant’s careless remark.
“Are you saying Princess Bridget is less noble than that beastman’s seed? Are you implying the Empire had intended to seek this one’s hand in marriage from the very start instead of Princess Bridget?”
He was drawing a clear line—he feared the knights escorting them might overhear and report his words back to the kingdom.
Never having left Heyworth Kingdom in his life, he insulted Anet without hesitation, terrified of displeasing Queen Esther, who stood at the pinnacle of power—even going so far as to mock the Empire’s Grand Duke.
“What good is being a war hero or imperial blood if Grand Duke Harzent is rumored to be so disfigured from beastman blood that his face resembles a monster’s! They say he always hides behind a black mask!”
Just then, Anet, who had been listening, lifted her downcast eyes. Her brow furrowed involuntarily.
No matter how much Count Randle feared Queen Esther, for a mere noble from a small kingdom to mock the Empire’s Grand Duke so brazenly—
The Alkan imperial family, blessed by the gods with powers beyond mortal men. Grand Duke Harzent, of that bloodline, was Emperor Sybel’s beloved younger brother, his right hand, and the ruler entrusted with governing the northern frontier of the Alkan Empire.
Even a cursory glance at his qualifications made it clear: neither she nor Bridget were his equals.
〈No! I’d rather die than marry such a monster!〉
Anet closed her eyes tightly, recalling Bridget’s simultaneous shriek and sobs.
One week ago.
Anet had been summoned by King Heyworth and made her way to the audience chamber.
She halted upon seeing the King holding a letter stamped with the Alkan imperial crest—and at his feet, Bridget weeping inconsolably.
Queen Esther stood beside her, gently rubbing Bridget’s back as she tried to persuade her.
〈Bridget, think it over carefully. It’s not such a terrible fate. Marrying into that mighty Alkan Empire…〉
〈But his face is hideous! How can Bridget possibly spend her life with such a monster? Waaah!〉
As Anet stood watching the Queen coax the still-childish Bridget—who, even at eighteen, addressed herself by name—the King noticed her and frowned.
〈Your Majesty, I—〉
〈The Alkan Empire has proposed an alliance.〉
Just as Anet hastily lowered her eyes to bow properly, the King coldly cut off her greeting and went straight to the point.
〈As a token of alliance, they wish for a political marriage between their imperial house and a Heyworth princess.〉
Anet’s expression brightened instantly at those words.
Since her injury forced her into semi-retirement, the kingdom had lost a major asset.
The Bayendor Empire, ever watchful of southern lands, might declare war at any moment.
Securing an alliance with the Alkan Empire—and their support—would be an invaluable advantage.
Her natural instincts as a commander swiftly weighed the strategic benefits and considered who the Empire might propose as their match.
Given the Alkan imperial family’s precious bloodline, the possibilities were few.
‘The Emperor is already married, and the Crown Prince is too young. Besides, they’d never offer the Empress’s seat to a foreign princess.’
That left only one candidate.
Grand Duke Kardin Harzent, second in line to the imperial throne.
‘He’s twenty-two, two years younger than me… which makes him four years older than Bridget. Ah.’
Anet’s expression hardened mid-thought.
She recalled Bridget’s earlier outburst about refusing to marry a monster.
Grand Duke Harzent, though an undefeated war hero who fought both enemy nations and beastmen alike, was widely rumored to have lost his handsome features due to beastman blood.
Only then did Anet understand why the King—who had never once treated her as a true princess—had summoned her.
A sentence, final as a verdict, fell upon her.
〈Anet, you shall marry Grand Duke Harzent of the Alkan Empire.〉
Anet nearly laughed out loud.
After a lifetime of never receiving princess treatment, now they suddenly expected this of her?
If not for the Grand Duke’s infamous reputation, this proposal would never have come her way.
Indeed, Queen Esther looked visibly bitter.
‘If only Bridget could become Grand Duchess, it would be far easier to secure Prince Laon as the next Crown Prince.’
But neither the Queen nor Bridget could bear the thought of sending her to marry such a “monster,” so they’d reluctantly abandoned the idea.
Of course, they likely assumed the Alkan Empire would reject Anet outright—and planned to use that as an excuse to “regrettably” persuade others later.
The crucial point was that no one present cared at all for Anet’s own thoughts.
The King hadn’t asked for her opinion—he’d issued a command.
Fortunately, Anet had no intention of refusing.
As soon as she declared her acceptance, King Heyworth immediately dispatched an envoy to the Alkan Empire.
The reply arrived without delay.
To everyone’s surprise, Emperor Sybel not only approved the marriage between Anet and Grand Duke Harzent but also enclosed the engagement documents, as if in great haste.
Anet was slightly taken aback—she’d secretly expected, like Queen Esther, that the Alkan Empire would reject her.
After all, she remembered the original wording in their alliance proposal:
“We seek marriage with a Heyworth princess of noble lineage.”
‘I assumed they’d found a polite way to decline the “Seed of the Beastman”…’
But given how eagerly and indiscriminately they pursued this union, Grand Duke Harzent must have his own pressing reasons.
Of course, Anet remained indifferent to whatever those reasons might be. Without emotion, she signed her name beside the Grand Duke’s elegantly sharp, sword-like signature.
With the engagement proceeding so smoothly and without the slightest hitch, it was Queen Esther whose pride suffered the deepest wound.
But soon, even the Queen came to share Count Randle’s view:
The Grand Duke, using alliance as a pretext to find a bride, must be truly desperate for a wife if he’d accept someone like Anet.
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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Did the Empress Dowager get indesgestion because Anet is too cute or what?
Wow this novel has it all, huh? No misunderstanding over the ML’s feelings towards FL, kind and loving imperial family wow
Always a favorite of mine when hurt, abandoned, abused MCs gets a chance of having a true family 🥹
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"Samuel, do you think this looks acceptable to the Princess?"
So cute 😍 Both FL and ML are equally nervous about their first meeting
Yes, surely only madness could explain this.
LOLOLOL ANET ITS NOT LIKE THAT, YOU’RE MISTAKEN 😭
“You’re adorably… inhuman.”
AKSKSKKQKALS THAT’S YOUR FIRST WORDS TO HER? KARDIN!
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Hell nah she turned into a child i first ch hoping it doesn’t turn into something 💀