My Husband's Cinderella (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
“Since His Grace has given his permission, there’s nothing that can’t be done.”
Helena, not quite a fool, had noticed Chloe’s malice.
“I said I’d keep things as they were. If you’d like me to explain in simpler terms, don’t be shy—just say so.”
At first, Chloe had shown Helena courtesy only because a trace of guilt still lingered within her.
But now that even the slightest sentiment had faded, a duchess owed no manners to a mere mistress.
“Enough!”
Helena, ignored twice over, finally exploded. She abruptly dropped the awkwardly polite speech she’d been using.
Normally, such rudeness toward a royal and a duchess deserved reprimand—but this manor was a place where common sense held no sway.
Since the standard would go unheeded, Chloe cleanly gave up on it.
“You claimed to love Kalis, didn’t you?”
Humiliated repeatedly, Helena fired a direct shot.
Chloe’s carefully maintained composure nearly shattered.
‘…How could she possibly know that?’
Chloe had never directly confessed her love to Kalis.
She hadn’t believed it could be perfectly hidden, but she never expected he’d notice.
“…Did he say so himself?”
If that were true, had he trampled her so cruelly despite knowing?
Even going so far as to boldly present the woman he loved right before her eyes.
“How pitiful.”
At Chloe’s retort, Helena smirked.
‘Oh, really!’ she exclaimed loudly, then clapped her hands to show just how amused she was.
“He was mine from the very beginning, yet…”
“…”
“From the start, he intended to bring me here, Your Highness.”
From the beginning?
Chloe instinctively frowned at the cryptic remark. Seeing Chloe’s pristine composure finally crumple, Helena looked quite satisfied.
Emboldened, she shrugged her shoulders and continued.
“Well, it was forceful at first, but he didn’t simply marry you against his will. There was a contract.”
“…”
“When he made the agreement with the royal family, Kalis told me he’d have to marry you—but promised to bring me here after a year and asked me to wait just a little longer.”
If Helena spoke the truth, then Kalis and Chloe’s marriage was purely political.
Not some degrading union forced solely by royal command.
Helena didn’t seem to be lying. It wasn’t something an ordinary commoner could fabricate, and if true, it would neatly explain everything.
If anything raised doubt, it was why Helena—who clearly knew the background—had gone to the trouble of writing that ‘tragic Cinderella’-style article.
Chloe herself could suddenly answer the question that had just brushed past her mind.
When Kalis made the contract with the royal family, he had planned everything. He’d adjusted the terms to ensure no future complications.
He’d never truly abandoned his former lover—he’d simply been waiting for this moment to arrive.
‘Why on earth did I…’
Then, why had he scolded Chloe so harshly? Was it because he never truly wanted this marriage?
She learned Kalis had received an enormous dowry from the royal family. His title and lands were also fully sponsored by them.
He’d obtained everything he desired—and even reclaimed the love he wanted, dragging her here.
So why had Chloe endured blame for the past year?
“Pfft. Look at that shocked face.”
“…”
“You really are pitiful, Your Highness.”
While Chloe stood stunned, an irritating voice pierced her ears. On the face that naturally met hers, a familiar emotion was visible.
For a year—that was the very emotion Chloe had been forced to face in the manor throughout her marriage.
“It’s you who’s pitiful, Miss Helena.”
“What?”
“Because even after waiting a whole year, no perfect reward awaits you.”
Perhaps it was Helena’s unmistakable hatred that made Chloe, uncharacteristically, lose her calm.
“As you well know yourself, you’ll never become duchess. Even if you win his heart, you’ll never stand by his side.”
Divorce in the kingdom was virtually impossible—so rare as to be considered exceptional.
Yet, since the temple overseeing such matters gave Kalis absolute support, he could surely manage it if he wished.
The fact that he’d brought Helena in as a mistress without planning divorce suggested he wanted to continue living with Chloe.
Because he coveted the benefits her marriage brought him.
“You simply can’t fulfill what he desires.”
“…You!”
Helena glared, eyes wide open. The red veins in her stark white sclera stood out, twisting her once-lovely features into something venomous.
“Do I still look, in your eyes, like someone who deserves your pity?”
This blunt question ruthlessly crushed Helena’s pride.
She wanted nothing more than to slap her rival’s cheek hard—to teach that woman, who still thought herself superior, a harsh lesson in reality.
But unlike the wind, it was Helena who had to learn reality.
After all, her opponent was both a duchess and a princess of the kingdom. Causing her harm could lead to serious consequences.
All Helena could do was pant heavily, trying to release the remaining anger.
At Helena’s emotional outburst, the servants standing nearby began murmuring among themselves.
Chloe instantly sensed the conversation was over. She flipped her teaspoon upside down and placed it on the saucer—a signal that she’d finished her tea, implying her intent to end tea time.
The maid who’d been bringing the teapot to shift the mood quickly turned and left without a word.
“…Too much.”
Her head bowed so deeply her face was hidden, yet her bent neck flushed crimson like in-season strawberries.
Through it came a voice thick with tears.
“It’s too cruel, Your Highness…!”
Covering her face with both hands, Helena began to sob, playing the part of a tragic heroine.
“I only… hic… wanted to become friends with you, Your Highness… Yet you keep saying such harsh things to me…!”
She even took on the role of the victim.
She’d started the psychological warfare, and she’d been the one to cross the line with her words—so why was Chloe being branded the aggressor?
Nearby maids rushed over to comfort Helena. Seeing her childish tantrum work, she began crying even louder.
Then, at some point, Helena’s sobs started to fade—coinciding precisely with the approach of footsteps only Chloe could recognize.
“Helena!”
Immediately after, the voice of the man Chloe secretly admired reached her ears.
The man who burst through the door looked pained upon seeing his beloved surrounded by people.
Heaving sigh after sigh as if wounded himself, he comforted her.
“Helena, don’t cry. It’s alright. Now that I’m here, everything will be resolved.”
Kalis, who had been gently patting Helena, now turned toward Chloe. His previously tender gaze instantly hardened, leaving only a cold stare.
“Chloe!”
“…”
“You were the one who asked to speak with Helena alone. I trusted you and granted your request—yet you’ve thoroughly shattered that trust!”
Kalis’s brows furrowed sharply. He scolded Chloe with a clearly furious expression.
Perhaps soothed by Kalis’s protection, Helena’s tears finally began to subside.
Seizing the moment, he questioned Helena about what had happened—not his calmly standing wife.
“…Guh. Your Highness—I mean, my lady… said she didn’t want to be friends with someone as lowly as me. And—and… she also said I could never become part of the ducal household… Sob…”
Hearing Helena’s account, Chloe was utterly dumbfounded.
It wasn’t entirely false—but neither was it completely true.
The difference was too subtle to explain clearly, and even if she tried her best to clarify, Kalis clearly wouldn’t listen.
Kalis’s face visibly hardened at Helena’s words. Staring at Chloe with a suddenly pale, cold expression, he immediately rose from his seat.
Slap.
Before Chloe could utter a word in her defense—
Before her lips could even twitch—her cheek burned.
The hand that had wielded a sword for years, the hand that had vanquished enemies and claimed victory, now struck Chloe’s cheek mercilessly.
“You’re mad.”
“…”
“Didn’t I ask you? To treat kindly the woman I love!”
Her stinging cheek now felt oddly hollow, as Kalis’s insulting words passed through her.
For the first time in her life, she’d been slapped—by the very man to whom she’d given everything without regret.
In that moment, a fragment of her heart—hidden away to protect herself—glimmered. Immediately after, her chest throbbed painfully.
The heart she’d thought was fine cracked once more.
‘I’ve wanted to end this marriage more than once or twice myself.’
In truth, Chloe had considered ending her marriage before. Back then, divorce in the kingdom was difficult, and she’d felt too guilty to be the one to request it first.
But after hearing Helena’s words, it was clear Kalis hadn’t sacrificed anything at all.
Chloe never needed to hear, in the past, that she was “the selfish royal daughter who ruined his happiness.”
‘Now I truly must end it.’
Knowing everything, she could no longer continue this marriage.
Divorce in the kingdom was a difficult matter.
Without approval from the authorities, no divorce could occur—no matter what happened between husband and wife.
There were only two such authorities in the kingdom: King Ballont, representing the royal family, and the High Priestess, representing the temple.
Though the marriage had been arranged by the royal family, they too would surely be outraged once they learned what had happened in the manor.
Returning to her room, Chloe lit a candle for the first time in a long while. Sitting at her desk, she opened the drawer to find letters addressed to her piled high.
‘Ah, not this side.’
Replies overdue by several days—some might even be urgent—but she had neither the time nor the will to read and respond.
Opening the opposite drawer, she found fresh stationery this time. She chose the plainest sheet, wanting the letter to appear unimportant.
‘I must see Father.’
Since someone might read its contents, she kept it as brief as possible—yet urgent.
Next, she bribed a servant to send the letter. It would take about five days to arrive.
Days passed, but no reply came. Though anxious, she decided to wait just a little longer.
Five days later, a carriage arrived at the Arhen ducal residence.
It was a royal carriage.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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Chapter Comments (3)
Despite the warm atmosphere, I am 100% certain they won’t help with the divorce
If they were going to be so pathetic, they should have peacefully surrendered. I sense ML
Sly Kuhn , very sly. On the other hand Chloe, let’s become more assertive
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At the end of her gaze stood Ballont, Chloe’s only father and the kingdom’s comm
“Only father”? How many fathers is the norm here? What about mothers? Can one also have multiple moms?
His unusually pale hand was so clear that not a single vein was visible. Coon st
It is easier to see vein if the skin is clear, though, especially if there isn’t much subcutaneous fat.
Though she’d experienced countless relationships and should have grown indiffere
Countless relationships? What vfamily, courtiers, servants? Soldiers on a battlefield? Aside from family, none of those would get this affection with which he is so concerned. Why can’t he be thoughtful? Is it too much to ask for a possessive ml to genuinely get that they should grant a traumatized woman some grace?
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I am still not convinced that he is the heir who stopped the war. I would more easily believe if he sold out the kingdom.