Strategic Marriage with the Mad Villain (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
“Don’t make a mistake, understood? And those cheeks……”
“Mother, I’ll explain things clearly so Lady Peria won’t misunderstand. Of course, I’ll also speak to His Grace.”
“……Don’t think about breaking the engagement for now. After all, Marquis Ershian already knows Cassien—surely he must have expected something like this to happen at least once?”
Time will tell.
I never imagined the day would come when Peria, after such a major incident, would actually take my side.
“Stay close to him as much as you can. I believe he’ll understand what I mean.”
“Yes, of course. Don’t worry. Then, Mother, I’ll take my leave now.”
She was probably hinting that I should grow closer to him and help forge ties between our families. Of course, I had no intention of making such efforts, but I smiled like an obedient child and replied.
I bowed politely to Peria and headed toward the carriage.
‘So the original story really has veered off course.’
Perhaps I should feel relieved it hasn’t diverged more than I expected—but still, experiencing events that weren’t supposed to happen left an unpleasant feeling. I just felt strangely uneasy.
‘Maybe it’s because unexpected things keep happening lately….’
Lost in these idle thoughts, I approached the carriage a knight had guided me to and immediately stepped onto the stairs. But I pulled my foot back almost instantly—less than a second later.
“I’m sorry—I didn’t realize Your Grace was inside….”
Coming this far had been at Shanet’s request, but I was certainly not someone entitled to ride in the same carriage as the Grand Duke.
Before Reus could give me a disdainful look, I quickly turned my head to search for my own carriage.
‘What? There’s only a luggage cart…?’
No one had said anything, and since a knight from the Grand Duke’s house had led me here, I naturally assumed a carriage would be waiting.
Apparently, that wasn’t the case.
After a brief moment of embarrassment, I turned to go back to Count Yveler. But Reus stopped me.
“Lady Yveler.”
“I’ll have a carriage brought right away….”
“Just get in.”
I thought I’d misheard—but Reus not only repeated his invitation, he even reached out his hand toward me, as if clearly expecting me to take it and step up.
Perhaps he noticed my hesitation?
Reus spoke again.
“You weren’t misdirected—just get in.”
‘…He obviously knows I’ll be uncomfortable.’
I concluded that politely declining would be the more considerate thing to do and gave a small shake of my head.
“No, Your Grace. A carriage will be here shortly, just a moment—ah!”
Before I could finish, Reus pulled me up into the carriage, cutting off my words. But I wasn’t frozen in place just because of that sudden action.
‘Did he just… smile?’
It was only for an instant, but I thought I saw Reus smile—which is why I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his face.
[This is the timeline separator]‘Not long ago, you wouldn’t even meet my eyes.’
And now we’re sharing a carriage again?
What was absurd was that, unlike my own restless anxiety, Reus was reading a newspaper with complete ease.
‘……But is your body really all right?’
He seemed perfectly fine, moving about normally all day, so he must have recovered somewhat…
Still, it wasn’t easy to ease my worry.
My own cuts and bruises had only just started to heal; Reus, who’d suffered far worse injuries, couldn’t possibly be as fine as he appeared.
‘Why did you have to get hurt right in front of me…?’
With a complex mix of emotions, I let out a tiny, weary sigh. Reus, apparently hearing it, looked up from his paper and met my eyes.
“Do you have something to say?”
“Huh? Oh… No….”
“I assumed you were staring because you had something to say.”
“I’m sorry, Your Grace, for disturbing you.”
I braced myself for further criticism, but Reus simply turned his attention back to the newspaper more easily than expected. I thought he’d completely lost interest—until, not long after, still focused on his paper, he asked,
“Or is there something else troubling you?”
For a moment, his timing felt oddly off, and I froze.
Of course Reus wouldn’t know I was worried about him—but still, what an uncanny moment to ask.
“No… Nothing like that.”
Reus offered no further reply.
I quickly turned my gaze out the window and resolved inwardly to stay as quiet as possible from now on.
But that resolution instantly crumbled.
Less than a second after making it, I foolishly let out a loud exclamation.
“Huh—?”
It couldn’t be helped—after all, the carriage was now heading in the opposite direction of Viscount Rayvian’s domain.
I kept staring blankly out the window, trying to make sense of things, when Reus spoke casually,
“My aunt is currently at the Grand Duke’s estate.”
“Oh… Right. I see.”
He could’ve mentioned that earlier—it wouldn’t have killed him…
Resentment boiled inside me, but what could I do? Reus had never been the type to treat me kindly, so I had no choice but to endure it.
‘At least the Grand Duke’s estate won’t take too long to reach.’
The Grand Duchy of Rocheter bordered Count Yveler’s lands, so arriving at the duchy itself wouldn’t take long.
We’d probably reach the Grand Duke’s estate by late afternoon or early evening.
‘Anyway, it’s still far better than having to stay overnight at Viscount Rayvian’s domain.’
At that moment, I was a little too relaxed—completely unaware of what awaited me at the Grand Duke’s estate.
[This is the timeline separator]“Hmm……”
It was so quiet around me that my eyes opened of their own accord.
As I blinked, my blurry vision gradually sharpened—and I saw someone’s legs.
“Awake, are you?”
“Yes……”
I idly thought how long and slender those legs were—completely unaware they belonged to Reus!
‘Crap…!’
The moment I realized they were Reus’s legs, my body reflexively shot upright. At that instant, something dropped softly from my body onto the floor.
It was a cream-colored blanket.
Staring at the blanket sprawled on the floor, I seriously pondered how it had ended up on me. It wasn’t particularly important in the current situation, but I was still half-asleep and not thinking clearly.
Reus’s voice snapped me out of my daze.
“Shall I help you?”
Help me with what…?
Reus seemed to wait briefly for my answer, then moved closer. Soon, something touched my cheek.
It was… the tip of Reus’s fingers.
They say that when you’re too shocked, you can’t even scream. My eyes—still heavy with sleep—stayed wide open as I froze completely.
Reus, surely aware of my state, said nothing and simply smoothed away the stray strands of hair stuck to my cheek.
And he did it with the utmost care.
Such an unreal scene unfolded before my eyes that for a fleeting moment, I even wondered if I was still dreaming.
But the sharp sensation of his hand fully cupping my cheek made any childish escape impossible.
‘Why on earth has he been acting like this since earlier…!’
While I was flustered internally—though careful not to show it—a warm aura suddenly bloomed around the fire.
Simultaneously, the lingering ache in my cheek vanished completely.
‘Huh? Was that… magic?’
Magic? But Reus is… a knight.
In the novel I’d read—and in this life I’d been reborn into—Reus was always a knight, the Empire’s hero.
He wielded a sword, not spells!
Yet what had just happened was undeniably magic.
My swollen cheek had healed as if washed clean.
‘Did Reus know magic all along?’
While I was still utterly confused, Reus picked up the blanket from the floor, folded it once, then twice, and continued,
“Your attire is fine as it is?”
“Huh…?”
My gaze, which had been fixed straight ahead, dropped downward.
‘Crap, what is this.’
First thing I saw: my clothes, utterly wrinkled. That alone was mortifying enough—but worse, they were twisted so badly they no longer fit properly.
And my hair? Don’t even get me started. One of my shoes was rolling across the floor, not on my foot.
I scrambled to put on the shoe and frantically fixed my tousled hair, all while secretly feeling around my mouth to check if I’d drooled in my sleep. Meanwhile, Reus stepped out of the carriage first.
As I hurried to follow, Reus stood at the carriage entrance and looked at me.
“You may descend slowly once your fever has fully subsided.”
“……”
Reus lightly tapped his own cheek once.
I’d tried my best to appear composed—but apparently, my face had turned bright red.
Left alone in the carriage, I repeatedly banged my head against the wall and silently blamed Reus, who hadn’t done anything wrong.
[This is the timeline separator]The moment I stepped down from the carriage, I saw Shanet speaking with Reus. I approached to greet her as well.
But something about Shanet’s expression seemed off.
“Lady Yveler?”
Yes—exactly that expression. As if to ask, “What are you doing here without any notice?”
Unable to read anything beyond that, I mirrored her puzzled look and offered my greeting.
“It’s been a while, my lady….”
“I’m so glad to see you! How long has it been? But what brings you here—wait, were the two of you together?”
…What?
‘Didn’t Reus come to fetch me at Shanet’s request…?’
I mentally reviewed my conversation with Reus earlier that day.
He’d suddenly appeared, asked why I hadn’t explained my visit, then immediately handed me Shanet’s invitation—and abruptly told me to get ready to leave.
‘That’s all that happened, right?’
While I was lost in thought, Reus stepped beside me. I glanced up at him, hoping for an answer—but he ignored my gaze and calmly addressed Shanet instead.
“She’s my guest. And yes, we did come together.”
He said it with the sheer audacity of someone utterly shameless.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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