It was somewhat inevitable that such a misunderstanding would arise.
The reason Yu-an insisted on close contact with him was that the act of ‘sharing intimate warmth’ suggested it wasn’t just child’s play but rather something more adult, which was beneficial for her in many ways.
If his last memory was merely wiping off a droplet on his lips, how long would the sensitive Clad believe it?
“Looks like Count Soho and Lord Lancelot are here! They used to visit often, but even more so lately.”
My train of thought was interrupted when the carriage stopped right in front of the mansion.
Seeing two black horses, which Lancelot usually rode, at the entrance, Yu-an entered the mansion with a bit of tension.
Her awkwardness was evident when she bowed slightly to the Lev brothers, who were conversing with the butler Gustav.
“Ah, Madam.”
Lancelot, brushing his caramel-brown hair, greeted Yu-an warmly.
It was the first time they had such a close conversation in this house, as they usually only exchanged simple greetings.
Unlike Lancelot’s affectionate greeting, the future Count Lev, Edi Lev, with his long hair tied low, merely nodded slightly and passed her without much greeting.
Yu-an saw Lancelot’s discomfort in response to Edi’s cold demeanor.
Lancelot was a man with a bright appearance, slightly droopy eyes, and a slender face.
Although he often wore a playful smile towards her, Yu-an didn’t see him as a frivolous man.
It was natural for a scion of the prestigious Lev family to appear that way.
“Hm, I’ll send the detailed information in a document from our family. As for you, Madam…”
Lancelot casually gave instructions to Gustav and approached Yu-an with a slightly troubled face, then scratched the back of his head, making way for her.
“It might be good for you to visit Clad.”
“Is something the matter?”
Lancelot seemed to hesitate whether to explain or not, then soon smiled faintly.
“Just now, it seemed like the master of this house was looking for you.”
With a perfectly respectful demeanor, Lancelot quickly exited the mansion.
“Madam.”
After handing over the ledger, the now more polite butler Gustav handed something to Yu-an.
It was a letter.
As soon as Gustav went to supervise the servants unloading a water barrel, Yu-an stiffly opened the envelope.
[To my ungrateful niece, Yu-an Peliese.Did you think we would never meet again? You foolish and ignorant… (excerpt)
Knowing only me… (excerpt) Even if you are in that mansion, there are plenty of ways to take you out… (afterword)]
Yu-an tossed the letter, filled with her uncle’s scrawling handwriting, into the fireplace, warming the first floor.
Only after watching the last of it turn to ash did Yu-an hurriedly go upstairs.
When she knocked on the slightly ajar bedroom door, a sharply locked voice snapped back.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me.”
It was a simple response, but for a moment, she felt uneasy, wondering if it was okay to answer so informally without using names.
There was no response from inside for a while.
Yu-an hesitated whether to enter or not and then cautiously stepped inside.
Contrary to her expectation of Clad lying in bed or slumped in a rocking chair, he was standing by the window, arms crossed, as if he had been looking outside.
“Where have you been?”
His voice was tinged with annoyance.
Yu-an’s eyes naturally drifted to the gold-embossed envelope on the table sealed with purple beeswax, but she answered first.
“I went to the small chapel nearby.”
“Why?”
Before she could finish her response, Clad sharply interjected, causing Yu-an to blink her large eyes before answering.
“……To pray.”
She couldn’t bring herself to say she went to visit Louise.
It was quite natural to bring about such a misunderstanding.
Yu-an herself had the desire to become close to Clad quickly and ask about Louise, so she couldn’t help feeling guilty.
Fortunately, Clad seemed more fixated on a strange reason rather than why she went to the chapel.
His handsome eyebrows raised sharply.
“Who gave you permission?”
“…….”
Many excuses ran through her mind, but she decided not to make any.
In this house, Clad Euphris was the law.
There was no need to feel upset.
Clad was a patient.
Those who hadn’t experienced his pain might fight against such sensitivity, but seeing the pain that gnawed at his other half, she didn’t want to.
After being told she could live in this mansion, Yu-an had resolved to live with a thankful heart towards Clad, at least outwardly.
Maintain a proper distance with gratitude. And if her sister’s death was indeed caused by this man, she would not share in his pain without remorse.
“Don’t wander around without permission.”
Yu-an didn’t understand why he cared when he seemed disinterested, but she obediently nodded.
Even if she asked for permission in the future, Clad wouldn’t likely prevent her from leaving, as long as he didn’t make a fuss.
She had a strange premonition about that.
He was still a man she hardly knew inside out.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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