In the end, I couldn’t go out that day. It had simply become too late to go out.
While being carried in Yezar’s arms as we strolled through the garden, I called out the moment I spotted the retreating figures of the servants seeking help. But they seemed to have urgent matters and quickly disappeared.
Thanks to that, I remained in his arms in a princess-style carry all the way back into the mansion.
And upon arriving inside, just as I asked a servant to bring me the new pair of shoes I had requested, Yezar insisted I should see the physician to check if my foot was injured, and promptly led me away.
We came out having heard the physician declare me perfectly fine.
“I’m sorry, my lady. Now that I think about it, my body is soaked with sweat. Was it uncomfortable for you while I was holding you?”
Hearing that, I felt I should probably change clothes or at least wash up. But if I did, the glove shop might already be closed by the time I finished.
“You’ve gone through all the trouble of preparing for an outing. I worry I’ve made you waste your time because of me.”
“Not at all! If anything, I was the one causing trouble. Besides, I can always go out tomorrow. Surely it won’t keep raining, will it?”
And now, I was watching the heavy rain pour down from inside my bedroom.
“I really wanted to give Yezar his gift soon.”
I naturally felt regretful, but going out in this downpour would only deepen Yezar’s concern.
“Still thinking about going outside?”
“Wouldn’t it be fine if I just went out and came right back?”
“No, it’s not safe. What if the carriage slipped on the wet road while driving hastily?”
“But Yezar, you yourself intended to train the knights in weather like this.”
I had woken up early today, disturbed by the sound of rain tapping against the window. Noticing Yezar was absent beside me, I wondered where he had gone.
I had assumed he wouldn’t actually train the knights in such weather. But then, loud shouts from the knights outside caught my attention, so I pulled the bell cord and called for Ember.
Ember sighed and said that Yezar, as usual, believed training shouldn’t be skipped regardless of weather, and had already taken the knights out.
The ground would be soaked and slippery, and visibility poor due to the rain. Worried they might catch colds, I headed toward Yezar.
But the moment I arrived, Yezar instantly noticed me and tried to quickly usher me back inside.
“My lady, why did you come out here? What if you caught a cold?”
“You’re the one more likely to catch a cold, Yezar. No matter how important training is, the rain is obscuring vision and the ground is slippery and wet. Isn’t that dangerous?”
“It’s fine. We’ll continue as we normally would.”
He stubbornly insisted on carrying on with training. If it weren’t for the knights secretly siding with me and hiding behind my back, he might have continued regardless.
“My lady, please save us! Cough, cough. We’re all dying.”
“Training in such heavy rain? We’re cold, hungry, and exhausted.”
“My lady came all this way to stop you, yet you refuse to yield before her. Cough!”
Faced with the knights’ exaggerated complaints, Yezar finally raised both hands in surrender and retreated into the mansion. Thanks to that, he ended up sharing breakfast with me and now sat leisurely beside me.
He clung close to me like a squirrel, no trace of earlier dissatisfaction remaining.
“Haaam……”
“I’m so drowsy. Waking up at dawn and running around in that rain……”
I yawned involuntarily from exhaustion. Leaning back in my chair for a moment, Yezar spoke up.
“My lady, if you’re tired, you may go to your bedroom and take a nap.”
“If I go to sleep, you’ll just leave to attend to your duties, won’t you?”
“No, not at all……”
Of course you will! It’s written all over your face.
“It’s okay to rest for a day. Rest improves efficiency for the next day, you know?”
“I know, but ever since inheriting the dukedom, I once let my emotions get the better of me and caused worry for those around me. That’s why I hesitate to allow myself such leisure.”
That must be related to Bertisha, I suppose? I understand his feelings, but throwing himself into work to the point of self-neglect only means he ends up failing to care for what matters most. Why don’t people realize this?
“The people around you already know how hard Yezar works. So you’re allowed to take it easy. And if you focus only on work, you’ll end up neglecting the most precious things.”
Yes. Just like those people who loved Julietta but never had time to properly care for her, not even realizing she had passed away so suddenly.
“Is this something you’ve personally experienced, my lady?”
“Hmm. What do you think, Yezar?”
I deliberately shifted the topic playfully. He seemed to understand my intention and gently took my hand.
“I thought you must have had such an experience, since you spoke of it so. But I wanted to say that from now on, I’ll make sure nothing like that ever happens to you again.”
His hand held mine as delicately as one might hold fragile porcelain. Without realizing, I clasped his hand back. Perhaps it was because the steady rain had strangely calmed my heart.
I wouldn’t have done this normally. But the warmth I felt through our fingertips was so comforting, I didn’t want to let go.
Was it because the sky was dark and the air damp? I wished the sun would come out soon—so I wouldn’t do anything strange.
“You’re someone who would never neglect someone precious to you. I never expected you to show me such kindness, but thank you.”
He seemed to want to say more, but instead simply nodded. Holding his hand, I listened to the sharp sound of rain striking the window.
When I remained silent, gazing quietly out the window, he spoke first.
“My lady, do you like rainy days?”
I shook my head slightly.
“It’s just a habit. Truthfully, I dislike rainy days.”
I disliked rainy days. The entire world turned dark, the rooms grew damp, and when thunder cracked fiercely, there was no one to comfort me.
Of course, I wasn’t someone who feared thunder—but the memory of young Julietta had deeply affected me.
Fragments of memory from when the Orbetian family briefly distanced themselves from young Julietta.
After Countess Orbetian passed away, the grieving family had shut themselves in their rooms, refusing to see Julietta even when she came seeking them.
During that brief period, on one particularly stormy day, the rain poured without pause.
The nursemaid was busy with other duties and couldn’t stay by Julietta’s side. In the dark, rain-soaked night, thunder suddenly flashed and crashed.
Young Julietta was terrified by the sound.
Hating the emptiness of being alone, she wanted to go to her father and brother, who had always doted on her. Maybe then she could escape this fear.
But no one opened their door to the little child. Grieving the loss of their beloved wife and mother, they couldn’t see the small girl before them.
Perhaps, they even resented Julietta, who they believed had caused the death of their loved one. That attitude briefly influenced even the servants.
When Julietta reached out, they all turned their backs, claiming to be too busy.
At that moment, Julietta naturally realized no one wanted her, no one would comfort her. Alone, she spent the night hugging tightly the doll her mother had once given her, listening to the crashing thunder.
That memory was painfully sad and lonely. Even though the emotions weren’t mine, I came to hate rainy days. And being alone on such days was something I truly despised.
“Actually, there was a day when I was young, and it rained very heavily.”
I wondered if I should be telling Yezar this. After all, it wasn’t truly my story. The emotions weren’t mine either.
But my lips effortlessly recited young Julietta’s memories.
Perhaps, someone wished to comfort that little girl.
If only someone could understand even a little—how her heart ached, how tears welled up like rain soaking into rotting wood……
While I was lost in thought, Yezar pulled me into his arms. I felt his hand gently stroking my back.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t by your side back then. You must have been so lonely and scared, wanting to cry. Someone should have comforted you. Someone should have been there.”
Why are you apologizing? Why should this be something Yezar needs to apologize for? But something stuck in my throat, and I couldn’t speak.
“I should have stayed by your side instead of rushing out at dawn to train with the knights.”
I should have said it wasn’t necessary and pulled away from his embrace. But perhaps because of the gloomy sky, so different from usual. Or perhaps because of the falling rain. My body simply didn’t obey my thoughts.
“…But you’re here now, aren’t you? How could you know what I didn’t say?”
“Yes. I suppose there’s still much I don’t know about you. So in moments like this, please lean on me. Tell me anything. I am Julietta’s husband, after all.”
Surely, that child must have longed for such comfort too. If only someone had spoken a single warm word to her back then, she might never have fallen madly in love with someone who didn’t love her in the original novel.
Even in those final feverish moments as she burned toward death, she must have kept her eyes open, searching for her father who never arrived because he was too busy.
Now that I had possessed this body and opened my eyes, even if I hadn’t realized she was already dead, it would have been nice to have a few words—just enough for the Count Orbetian to notice the child had changed upon waking. The sight of him leaving after only receiving a report from the physician, without even turning back, had pained me deeply—even though I wasn’t the body’s original owner.
“Then, um… may I stay in your arms a little longer?”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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