The only lifeline left for Maleta was Cardinal De Mare. He was a man who valued lineage. If she were to throw herself at his feet, sobbing that she was carrying Ippolito’s child in her belly, wouldn’t he take her in? Or would he…?
Maleta wasn’t certain.
The simplest solution would be to go to the Great Basilica of San Ercole, wait along the path of the Cardinal, and cry that she was carrying Ippolito’s son (she didn’t know whether it was a son or a daughter, but she decided to assume it was a son), and was driven out of the house after being beaten by Lady Lucrezia.
‘But what if Cardinal De Mare refuses to accept me…?’
Maleta felt a chill down her spine. If that happens, it would be the worstcase scenario. If Cardinal De Mare, not an easy man to deal with, decides not to accept her, he would not send her away unscathed.
Therefore, Maleta subconsciously decided to postpone that option for later.
But Maleta, who couldn’t go to the Great Basilica of San Ercole and couldn’t return to the De Mare mansion, had nowhere else to go.
She had no money. Her meager salary was all spent, not a single penny was saved.
She had the luxury items that she had wheedled out of Sir Ippolito. They could be pawned for a decent amount. But she had been driven out so suddenly that she hadn’t taken a single item with her.
‘Home…?’
But Maleta had no home to return to. Maleta was a refugee who had fled from her faminestricken hometown to the capital.
Her father died from drunkenness, and her mother died of starvation. Indeed, there was nowhere in this vast world she could rely on.
Maleta trembled in despair. It was then.
“You can’t stay here.”
A woman wearing a deep brown hood called out to Maleta. Recognizing the woman, Maleta was startled and stepped back.
‘Why is she here?’
The woman took off her hood. Underneath, a headscarfwrapped head of fiery orange hair flowed down.
It was Sancha, Maleta’s younger sister.
With a very dissatisfied expression, Sancha instructed Maleta.
“Follow me.”
[This is the time separator]Sancha led Maleta across the city of San Carlo.
“Where are we going?”
“Don’t use the word ‘we’. It’s irritating.”
“You should tell me where we’re going!”
“What will you do knowing it? It’s a place you know.”
Walking down the street led by Sancha, Maleta was filled with dissatisfaction the whole way.
Their final destination aggravated Maleta’s dissatisfaction. Upon reaching the destination, Maleta not only failed to hide her irritation, she even expressed it in words.
“What is this all about?”
Maleta pointed at the plaque in front of the destination.
“Why did we come here? Are you making fun of me?”
「Lambuye Shelter.」
They stood in front of Lambuye Shelter. Standing at the shelter’s entrance, Maleta heavily criticized Sancha.
“Are you mocking me, saying you’re going to leave me here again?”
In the face of Maleta’s anger, Sancha scolded her sister with a cold expression.
“Stop talking nonsense. Do you have anywhere else to go?”
“Even so, to go to the Lambuye Shelter…!”
Malleta and Sancha almost starved to death in the Lambuye Shelter when they were children living in urban poverty. If there was one place Malleta never wanted to return to, it was undoubtedly here.
“I’m not going. I can’t go!”
“You shouldn’t only learn bad things from ‘Miss Rosie’.”
With a tongue clicking, Sancha stepped nonchalantly into the Lambuye Shelter.
“It’s not what you think. Follow me.”
As Sancha said, Malleta had nowhere else to go. She was driven out onto the street, penniless. She reluctantly followed her sworn enemy, her younger sister.
Sancha passed through the central building where the poor were housed, and headed for the administrative building where the administrator’s office and dormitory were located. She visited Mr. Kamondo, the operational manager of the Lambuye Shelter.
Knock knock.
“Come in.”
After getting permission from inside, Sancha calmly entered the operational manager’s office.
“Ms. Sancha, you must have had a hard time coming. Would you like something to drink?”
Malleta’s eyes almost bulged out in surprise. The operational manager was a person who had control over the life and death of the inmates during her time at the Lambuye Shelter.
When the operational manager reduced rations, the poor fell like cornstalks from hunger, and when he turned off the heating, they shivered and froze to death in the huge stone building.
He was incredibly high, like the sky itself. Such a person was now humbly speaking honorifically to Sancha.
“No, I have to go back soon. The person our lady requested to meet is coming today, so I just dropped by.”
Only then did Mr. Kamondo look at Malleta, who was standing behind Sancha.
“Oh, this person is the one that Miss Ariadne mentioned.”
Sancha was about to tell Mr. Kamondo that he didn’t need to call Malleta ‘this person’, but she bit her lip and refrained.
After entrusting a ducato gold coin to the Lambuye Shelter under the queen’s name, Ariadne often visited the shelter and built a good relationship with the managers.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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