“I see… You’re really working hard. Take care then.”
“Thanks, Grete.”
Grete’s figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor. Mayana gently opened the side door beneath the stairwell and retraced her steps.
“Princess!”
But Ariante was not there.
Mayana’s pace became frantic. Had she hidden under the shade of the trees because the sunlight was hot? But Ariante was nowhere to be found.
“Princess Ariante!”
I’ve made a mistake. Mayana suddenly felt her anger rising. Angry at herself and at Ariante. Why on earth had she thought Ariante would wait obediently when told to stay put, quietly? Why had she believed Ariante would wait for her?
‘I can’t live like this…’
While watching the servants run around every day to find the disappearing Ariante…
Mayana took a deep breath. Only a few minutes had passed, but she felt foolish and reckless for leaving Ariante alone just a few minutes ago. Entrusting Ariante to her care was like leaving a fishmonger to a cat?
“Princess!”
Only a few steps further, the shade of the forest grew darker. Mayana felt a chill run down her spine. Anxiety.
Ariante, cunning as described by Kosha, would certainly know how to navigate the forest without getting lost. But…
[You have to ask for help, you can’t just watch the children. But remember. Young children can cause tremendous accidents in the blink of an eye. It’s good to work, but always keep an eye on the children.]In her previous life, her mother had always given her the same warning…
Mayana’s foot caught on a thick tree root. Stumbling, the small shoe she had hidden in her apron fell to the ground.
Mayana began to feel fear. Perhaps an irreversible accident had occurred to Ariante. Maybe she had fallen backward while trying to climb a tree…
“What are you doing?”
Mayana, hunched over and conjuring all sorts of bad possibilities, abruptly looked up.
It was Ariante. Was this a dream? She was nowhere to be seen no matter how hard one looked! Mayana looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, and then slowly scanned Ariante again. Her silk stockings, which were as white as snow in the afternoon, were filled with muddy water.
“Princess, where on earth have you been? You scared me.”
“Bainty would have said the opposite. ‘Why did you show up? You scared me!’ Like that.”
Mayana frowned. She picked up the dropped shoe, dusted off the dirt, and crouched down to Ariante’s feet with the other one.
“Has Bainty ever said that to you, Princess?”
“He hates me. Probably wishes I was gone. Jocelyn and Kosha do too. And the chef.”
Ariante, who had been smirking for a moment, spoke in a mischievous voice dripping with malice.
“You do too. I know everything.”
Mayana glanced at Ariante’s face and pulled out a clean new pair of socks from her pocket. She then removed Ariante’s dirty socks, dusted off her little toes, and said,
“I don’t hate you, Princess. Neither does the butler, nor Kosha, nor the chef truly hate you.”
“No, they hate me! They all wish I was gone! You too!”
Ariante, whose voice had cracked, tried to push Mayana’s shoulder with her small hand. Mayana wobbled for a moment but managed not to fall by steadying herself on her toes.
While Mayana quietly put on the shoes, Ariante was gasping with her face turned bright red.
Really, she’s such an unpredictable child, Mayana thought.
‘But there must be a reason for it.’
A child doesn’t have a personality meltdown without any reason. Stubborn children, hyperactive children, troublesome children… there’s always a reason behind their behavior. A reason created by adults.
“Princess.”
Having put the dirty socks into her pocket, Mayana firmly grabbed Ariante’s hand. Ariante struggled to escape, but Mayana’s stance was resolute.
“Princess, why do you think the people of the mansion hate you? Is there a reason?”
Ariante, who had been silent for a moment, pouted her lips and lifted her chin with an angry face.
“They yell at me. And they don’t listen to me. They only tell me to do what I hate.”
“What about me? Have I ever yelled at you, Princess?”
A look of confusion flickered in the child’s eyes for a moment. Although her pride prevented her from shaking her head, Mayana did not care and asked again.
“Have I ever not listened to you, Princess? Have I ever forced you to do something you hate?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
