My Husband's Cinderella (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
Chloe’s reply arrived so quickly it made her worry seem foolish. The returned letter contained Coon’s hobbies.
“I handle a sword. Probably far better than you imagine.”
Chloe smiled slightly at the boastful sentence. She looked forward to the time she could write back with a clever reply that had just popped into her head.
“My love for this path owes much to you, Chloe. I, too, have come to want to protect those around me—though my way differs slightly from yours.”
The conversation had shifted from swordsmanship to their first meeting.
In truth, Chloe couldn’t recall meeting Coon.
She’d met countless knights lying on sickbeds, many of whom left lasting impressions. Moreover, a man with such a striking presence should have left a vivid memory…
As she read through the letter, she realized it was already nearing its end.
“I have an abundance of free time. Even when I’m busy, I’ll carve out moments to reply. So please don’t worry needlessly—we’re friends, after all.”
At the affectionate closing, Chloe found herself smiling without realizing it.
Fiddling with the parchment, she pulled out a fresh sheet she’d carefully stored in her desk drawer. Her hand moved swiftly, as if she’d already planned what to write while reading.
By the time the sun was sinking low, her letter was finished. Her own letter lay beside Coon’s. Surely, only two people would write private letters on parchment.
‘Come to think of it… parchment?’
Chloe felt a sense of unease as she alternated her gaze between the two letters.
Parchment was fairly expensive. Besides, using it for personal letters—rather than official ones—was exceedingly rare.
‘I should look into foreign nobles.’
Though she felt guilty toward her friend, Chloe decided to investigate nobles from countries near the Ballont Kingdom. Not by name—it would be easy enough to narrow down.
Just as before, Chloe placed her letter on the bedside table. And just as before, when she returned after dinner, the letter was gone.
The next morning, a new letter arrived. That afternoon, she immediately wrote back, and by dawn, a reply had already come.
The next day, the day after, and the day after that.
They exchanged letters so actively that not a single meal missed compared to the letters they never skipped. Their letter-filled drawer was running out of space.
Her life had been so dull she’d wanted to give up on breathing. Having something to look forward to truly was a wonderful thing.
‘I don’t like this!’
While touring the mansion with her maids, Helena spotted an unwelcome guest: Chloe, enjoying lunch alone in the dining room.
How could she look so elegant just eating bread and soup? Helena wanted nothing more than to humiliate that infuriating woman as soon as possible.
If Kalis hadn’t sternly warned her, she would have overturned that tray right then and there.
‘I’m so annoyed! She just uses her power as a shield to torment innocent people like us…’
She felt like causing a huge scene and forcing a divorce between them.
But since this mansion, his position, and even the expensive dress Helena wore all came from that woman, there was nothing she could do.
She’d just have to endure it a little longer.
“Shane.”
“Yes, Madam.”
“How has the princess been lately?”
Shane hesitated, reading Helena’s expression, before replying falteringly.
“She does seem somewhat better.”
“You think so too? How exactly has the princess been spending her days?”
“Yes. She hasn’t skipped meals and is often seen in the garden. However, she usually sends away most of her attendants… so it’s hard to know precisely what she’s doing.”
Since even the maids and servants assigned to spy on her were promptly sent away, they couldn’t track Chloe’s every move.
“Ugh! I really hate this! Why is she acting like that? Seriously!”
In short, all they could do was suck their fingers and watch the woman’s antics helplessly.
‘No matter how kindly we treat her, she couldn’t possibly be this well-adjusted, right?’
There must be some hidden scheme—or someone powerful backing her.
Thinking carefully, there was no proof it was His Majesty the King.
Then again…
‘Surely nothing happened between Kalis and her?’
Could that wicked woman be trying to steal Kalis back from her? Perhaps she intended to take advantage of this opportunity to win him over.
Poor Kalis would have no choice but to humor her, even if forced.
Or perhaps…
‘That’s impossible. He’s looked only at me for a whole year! He said I’m the prettiest and most lovable in the world. He even promised he’d love only me!’
If he truly loved Chloe, he would have clung to her long ago.
Kalis was like a sunflower—steadfastly gazing only at Helena, even knowing his wife loved him.
Moreover, he’d come to rescue Helena as promised, saving her from hellish poverty and letting her see only beautiful things.
“Shane. Is that Kalis?”
Just as Helena tried to compose herself, a sight made her doubt her eyes.
A man sat down beside Chloe. Recognizing the familiar figure, Helena pointed and asked.
“…Yes. It appears so.”
After hesitating between truth and falsehood, Shane finally spoke the truth.
Helena furrowed her brow to get a clearer look at the two.
Kalis, seated beside Chloe as she ate, casually asked the chef for another dish. Soon, the salad bowl that arrived was placed not before Kalis, but before Chloe.
They continued chatting for a few more minutes. Only after Chloe left the table did Kalis finally rise.
“Damn it!”
Helena muttered a quiet curse as she watched the scene.
“Kalis, what did you talk about with that woman earlier?”
Kalis, entering his study, jumped at the sudden sharp voice.
Looking ahead, he saw Helena seated on the sofa. Her glaring eyes clearly revealed her current emotions.
What now? Kalis was a bit tired but chose not to show it.
“Helena, watch your words. What do you mean, ‘that woman’?”
He sat beside her with a gentle expression and softly stroked her arm. Her expression quickly softened.
“Then should I call the princess ‘Madam’? Or ‘wife’?”
“What nonsense. You’re the lady of the ducal house.”
“…Hmph. Don’t worry—I know enough to call her ‘princess’ in front of others.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Thank you, my love.”
Relieved by Helena’s clear answer, Kalis felt at ease.
After all, Chloe was a royal princess; if Helena gave her offense, she could be accused of treason against the royal family. Though the punishment wouldn’t be severe, it would tarnish her honor.
“But seriously, what did you talk about with her?”
“What talk? What would the princess and I possibly discuss? We really didn’t say anything.”
“Then tell me what you *did* say. Are you hiding something, Kalis?”
Oops.
Kalis had tried to deflect by seizing another topic, but Helena neatly steered it right back.
They say a woman’s intuition is fearsome. Normally she’d brush things off carelessly, but today she was stubbornly persistent.
‘She’ll find out soon anyway.’
If Kalis went out, Helena would surely pry into every detail everywhere. If it was something he couldn’t hide, it was better to tell her now.
“The Mollian Marquis’s household is hosting a dinner champagne party. I merely asked the princess to attend with me.”
“Why?”
“Why? Because going alone would look odd…”
“Then I’ll go!”
Her answer was so naively innocent that Kalis was momentarily flustered.
“You?”
“Yes! Didn’t you say I’m the true mistress of the ducal house—and that I will be? So shouldn’t I be beside you at official events?”
Helena was astonishingly ignorant of high society. Her hopeful eyes waited only for Kalis’s affirmation.
“Not now, Helena.”
Sadly, Kalis couldn’t give her the answer she wanted. Her disappointed eyes drooped instantly.
“…Why?”
“Legally, we aren’t married yet. Besides, the hosts specifically invited the princess—taking you instead would insult them.”
“But… I want to go too…”
Helena fidgeted her fingers and pouted.
The only party she’d ever attended was a friend’s birthday—a simple dinner at a shabby local restaurant.
She wanted to wear a dress like in the plays and chat with people. She wanted to spend happy moments with Kalis in a place that sparkled.
Yet… judging by Kalis’s reaction, it seemed hopeless today.
She could suppress that disappointment. She could willingly give it up this once. After all, considering her husband’s position was true support.
But she hated that Chloe would enjoy what she couldn’t.
“Then don’t take the princess. Just go alone. Did they insist you bring her?”
Her trembling voice demanded the truth. Her tearful tone pricked his heart.
And his conscience as well.
Truthfully, he didn’t have to bring Chloe to the banquet. Since the invitation came that same day, he could easily claim his wife was busy.
But he needed Chloe, so he intended to take her.
Chloe always kept him grounded in social settings. She’d select key guests for him to greet or facilitate introductions.
Important figures were expected at this party too. As always, high nobles would value lineage over Kalis’s achievements.
Without Chloe—born noble—he’d miss his chance. Only her presence could restore his crumpled dignity.
“Don’t worry. The princess is just a tool—a trivial device to elevate our house.”
“…Alright. But don’t even look at her. Don’t hold her hand. And absolutely no dancing. Understood?”
“Understood. Why worry about such things, Helena? I love only you.”
Kalis suddenly lifted Helena from her seat. Spinning her once in his arms, he quickly brought a bright smile to her face.
“I’ll assign you a maid—go shopping or something.”
“Kalis, you’re the best!”
The two stepped down in front of the Mollian Marquis’s mansion.
The beautifully tended garden and the lavishly decorated gate were flawlessly perfect—remarkable for something prepared so hastily.
“Let’s go, Chloe. Thank you for coming.”
Kalis urged her forward, gripping Chloe’s shoulder. Aware of onlookers, he feigned warmth.
Chloe, walking beside him, suddenly stopped. Kalis tilted his head, puzzled by her still, upright stance.
“Is something wrong?”
Chloe didn’t answer. She merely glanced at her shoulder.
Soon, she removed the hand resting there—using thumb and forefinger as if plucking off an insect.
Kalis stared at his rejected hand, now dismissed so coldly. His bewildered gaze turned quickly to Chloe.
“…Chloe?”
“It’s uncomfortable.”
“…”
“We’re not that close.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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No
No, you did not. He’s being a pig. If he cared so damn much, then he would know you’re in an impossible position and ask how he could support you.
Good for you, sister!
Damn. These sure some assumptions to be making, not only about the man but also the people around him. However, it is probably true that he is unsympathetic to common suffering of the masses, what with them being beneath him and all.