Adel hesitated a bit. It would be awkward to feed a grown, robust young man with a spoon.
“Eat.”
When she pushed the tray forward, Valentin tilted his head in confusion. Adel, with no other choice, picked up a pewter cup filled with honey water and demonstrated how to drink.
“Like this…”
Valentin watched her actions intently – how she held the cup, the angle of her arm when bringing it to her lips, the shape of her lips, and how she put the cup down. His gaze was so focused and slow that it almost seemed to slow down time itself.
Adel placed the pewter cup in front of him.
“Please try.”
Valentin squinted as if facing a great conundrum. He reached out to the cup slowly.
Crunch.
Adel’s eyes widened in shock. The sturdy pewter cup was instantly crushed, unrecognizable. Only the fact that water was dripping from his large hand indicated it wasn’t her illusion.
“…….”
Valentin awkwardly placed the flattened cup on the table. The sight of it, squashed flat, was stark. Adel’s lips trembled in astonishment. She realized that just minutes before, he had been gripping her forearm and waist with that same hand.
The thought that her wrist could have ended up like that cup sent a shiver down her spine.
‘I thought His Grace was just strong, but he can’t even gauge his strength…’
Do all men have such grip strength? She wasn’t sure. Oscar’s grip on her wrist was rough, but not to this extent.
“Your Grace, your strength seems a bit excessive…”
Adel, deep in thought, noticed Valentin reaching for the spoon. She quickly grabbed his wrist, and he looked at her in surprise.
“I’ll do it, Your Grace.”
It was hard to tell if Valentin understood her intention. His eyes curved beautifully, as if he was happy that she initiated contact.
Really, is this the same husband who was so harsh to her?
“…….”
Suppressing her unnecessary doubts, Adel scooped a large spoonful of soup. This was the best course of action to prevent the utensils from breaking and causing chaos in the room.
She carefully held the soup-laden spoon towards Valentin. He slightly leaned his head back, as if to not obstruct her. Adel was perplexed, the spoon suspended in mid-air.
“Your Grace, please lean forward a bit.”
“……?”
“Even if you dislike it, please try to eat. That way, you can take your medicine later.”
Valentin seemed uncomfortable with the objects between them. Perhaps he didn’t understand. His haughty eyes seemed to ask, “Why all these unnecessary things if you want me closer?”
Both Valentin’s reaching hand and Adel bringing the soup bowl closer happened simultaneously. The soup bowl collided in mid-air and spilled over her hand.
“Ah….”
Adel’s eyes crumbled with disappointment. Soup dripped down from her hand to her forearm. Some even splashed on her face. As she reflexively licked the soup from her lips, he grasped her soup-coated wrist.
His lips, which hadn’t opened despite her earnest urging to eat, gently touched her fingers.
“Your Grace!”
Adel cried out in shock. His lips parted, and his tongue, alarmingly agile, licked her fingers. She involuntarily closed her eyes. Her lips and jaw trembled uncontrollably.
It was hot and ticklish. His movements were sticky and gentle, careful not to hurt her with his sharp teeth.
His lips moved leisurely, from her fingers to her palm, then to her wrist, and further down….
“Adelhite.”
At his call, she barely managed to exhale and open her eyes.
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.
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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!
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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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