There is no objective evidence anyway, there is only one witness.
“I might have come from a rural territory, but I do not lie.”
Ariadne pointed at Isabella, who was lying downstairs.
“If you can’t believe me because I am unfamiliar and unlearned, please ask Isabella herself!”
Arabella was confused.
‘What kind of trick is this?’
Meanwhile, the wicked woman who had shaken the court of the Etruscan kingdom in her previous life, Isabella, was a promising bud from a sprout.
Isabella regained her senses in the time of a breath and immediately made a pitiful face and dramatically shook her head.
“Father……”
Isabella’s decision was clear.
“I was just trying to help Ariadne and then……”
Isabella did not miss the opportunity to become a kind person. She did not forget to evoke disgust to the end.
“Arabella just played a joke, Father. Please don’t scold her too much.”
In a flash, unlike her caring elder sister, Arabella, who became a naughty child who harassed her kind halfsibling, opened her mouth wide and stared at Isabella.
Isabella shyly shook her head, and Ariadne swallowed a sigh of relief inside.
‘Nothing has changed. If you say so, it’s like that, Isabella.’
Whether it was her sister or whatever, Isabella was not a person who would miss her own benefits.
[This is the time separator]“Arabella! You should stay in your room for two weeks and pray while eating only dry bread and water!”
“Father! I really didn’t do it!”
“Call me yes! What’s wrong with you for disrespecting your father! When caught lying, you should at least reflect, huh? Really didn’t do it? One more week for talking back! Pray for three weeks!”
Arabella was shaking and just looked down at the floor. Isabella kept rubbing her ankle so as not to make eye contact with her sister.
“Call a doctor for Isabella. Where is Lucrezia? How on earth did she educate her children!”
The house was in total chaos. Ariadne, who sprinkled the seeds of discord generously in the Cardinal de Mare residence from the first day of her return, laughed alone.
‘I mean……. It worked?’
At the loud noise echoing through the stairs, all the family members, except for Ariadne, could not make a sound and only looked down at the floor. Cardinal de Mare was not pleased with even that and stamped his feet.
“What are you looking at lined up! I don’t like any of you, hey!”
He flicked the hem of his white robe and went into the reception room, slamming the door.
Even though Isabella changed the injury to her ankle, she seemed quite satisfied with the opportunity to look kind in front of people, she went into her room on the second floor of the mansion with a soft expression, supported by the maids.
Just before Arabella was dragged away by the maid, she gritted her teeth, glaring at Ariadne with defiant eyes.
“Don’t think this is the end!”
Ariadne just gave a sly smile.
“Poor you.”
“What?”
“Father and mother only like sister Isabella.”
Arabella’s face turned bright red as she trembled with anger.
“What would you know! You know nothing!”
“Miss Arabella, let’s go. If you raise your voice here, the Cardinal will hear it again.”
Upon the maid Giada’s admonishment, Arabella could not resist and was led away. The various insults Arabella shouted as she was dragged away, such as wretched, ugly, and rustic, resonated down the corridor.
Ariadne brushed off her dress and recomposed herself. Left in the now empty space were nameless maids busily cleaning up and a redhaired maid, Maleta, who had been standing in front of the Cardinal’s reception room door.
Looking at Maleta, who seemed even more timid than before, Ariadne laughed lightly.
“Well, shall we go?”
[This is the time separator]Despite Cardinal de Mare’s command to give Ariadne the same education as his other two daughters, Isabella was bedridden due to a sprained ankle, and Arabella was confined for three weeks, leaving Ariadne as the only one left to study.
Perhaps Lucrezia thought it was a waste to spend money on a private tutor for Ariadne, she told the usual home tutor to take a month off and brought in another.
This hadn’t happened in her previous life. It seemed that circumstances had changed as Isabella was injured and Arabella was confined.
Back then, she would just sit blankly in the advanced lessons that were meant for the other two, unable to understand anything.
“This is Mr. Giovanni. He will be teaching Latin and arithmetic. Listen to him well.”
Mr. Giovanni was a man in his thirties who looked rather unwell. His strawberrylike nose stood out with visible pores, seemingly from habitual alcohol consumption. The smell of a drunkard stung her nose.
Ariadne looked at Mr. Giovanni with suspicion. He clearly did not look like a capable teacher. Furthermore, why was she being taught his first name instead of his last?
“Mother, how could I dare to address the teacher by his first name? What is Mr. Giovanni’s surname?”
Lucrezia was taken aback.
“Don’t make unnecessary comments and just study! If it’s Giovanni, then it’s Giovanni. Why do you have to talk so much!”
Lucrezia seemed to react sensitively to an innocent question as if she was stung. The thin smile on Mr. Giovanni’s face seemed even more suspicious.
Despite the request not to address him formally and to just call him by his first name, he showed no sign of discomfort and just nodded his head.
‘Something smells fishy.’
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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