The Beast Swallowed by the Flower (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
Erwell of the Lutec Family, which had produced many renowned scholars.
Krishina of the prestigious Ferti Family, known as a house of artists.
Lisi took a liking to these two.
Erwell was around Lisi’s age, a charming young lady with red hair, green eyes, and freckles across her nose.
Krishina was a married woman with a child, possessing raven-black hair and bright blue eyes.
Erwell said she wouldn’t mind staying at the Green mansion, while Krishina explained she’d need to return home two or three times a week because of her child.
“Thank you both for coming all this way—daughters of such esteemed families.”
“Not at all, Countess. The honor is mine to meet in person the famed flower of the Wittelo ducal house and serve by your side.”
At Krishina’s words, Erwell’s eyes widened in surprise.
“The ‘flower of the Wittelo ducal house’? Oh! So she really was that Iris?”
Krishina nudged Erwell’s side with her elbow.
“El.”
“Oh! I’m so sorry, Countess. I was just so shocked—I spoke out of turn.”
Erwell quickly lowered her head.
Her voice, now calm and composed, was utterly different from her earlier exclamation.
“So you two already know each other, then.”
“Yes, we’ve had a longstanding connection with the Lutec Family—this child and I have been in touch since she was little.”
Erwell kept her lips tightly shut, and Krishina answered in her stead.
“Erwell isn’t very talkative, Countess, so I’d appreciate your understanding if I occasionally speak for her.”
Krishina’s added remark struck Lisi as odd.
Not talkative?
To Lisi, Erwell seemed bursting with questions she couldn’t quite voice.
But she chose not to point it out.
Since it was their first day, they exchanged only brief greetings before leaving the drawing room. Jamie, who had been waiting outside, hurried over to Lisi and whispered softly.
“Miss Gillette is probably waiting in Lady Iris’s room.”
Lisi gave a light nod and instructed the two new maids to show the guests to their rooms.
As Lisi walked toward her own room, her eyes grew cold and distant.
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After showing Erwell and Krishina to their rooms, Jamie told them they could rest there until receiving further instructions from Lisi.
The moment Jamie left, Erwell turned to Krishina and blurted out,
“Wow, that’s insane! Absolutely unreal! Wow, Sini—seriously amazing!”
“El…”
“No, seriously! The ‘flower of the Wittelo ducal house,’ Iris herself! I thought it was just exaggerated gossip, but… wow, she’s genuinely stunning. I nearly fainted when she smiled at me—my heart almost stopped!”
Krishina let out a sigh.
“El, please change how you talk. You’re already twenty-five—why do you still speak like that? No wonder no man’s come forward to marry you.”
“Ah, whatever. I don’t need a husband anyway. I’d rather die than live pretending to be refined.”
Erwell plopped onto the sofa and propped her feet up on the table, causing Krishina’s brow to furrow deeply.
Even dressed in a lovely gown, she behaved so crudely.
If the elegant Countess saw Erwell like this, she might faint on the spot.
“Erwell, I don’t care about anything else, but there’s one thing I’m begging you.”
“What?”
Erwell scratched her head as she asked.
“For heaven’s sake, get rid of those hideous hidden weapons you’ve stuffed under your dress!”
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As soon as Lisi entered her room, she spotted Gillette comfortably seated on the sofa.
Gillette looked as if she owned the place.
She must have heard Lisi enter, yet she didn’t rise—only turned her head to stare directly at Lisi.
Without a word, Lisi walked over and sat across from her on the opposite sofa, silently watching Gillette.
She had thick brown hair, pale skin, large eyes, and green irises. Her delicate features were perfectly harmonized on her small face.
Her beauty rivaled Britney’s, so Lisi now understood why Gillette carried herself with such arrogance.
At first, Gillette met Lisi’s gaze with a mocking expression, but as Lisi remained silent, she grew uneasy and fidgeted with her fingers.
Finally, Gillette broke the silence.
“Why did you call me?”
“The Merdi family must be so destitute they entrusted your upbringing to some street vagrant.”
“Excuse me?”
Gillette raised an eyebrow.
Only then did she realize it was an insult, and her cheeks flushed red.
Lisi watched silently, saying nothing.
Gillette clearly wanted to retort but struggled to find words—after all, she had indeed behaved rudely toward the mistress of this mansion.
She bit her lower lip and clenched her fists tightly, her hands—resting casually on her thighs—turning white from the tension.
‘She probably wants to slap me.’
Lisi had already figured Gillette out completely.
If Gillette had been wise, she would have shown proper respect to the lady of the house and quietly worked to win Kai’s affection behind the scenes.
But Gillette laid all her emotions bare. Such an opponent was easy to handle.
“If that’s all you wanted to say, I’ll leave!”
Gillette abruptly stood up.
Lisi fixed her gaze straight ahead and spoke quietly but firmly.
“Sit down, Gillette Merdi.”
Gillette flinched.
Lisi still didn’t look up at her, sitting proudly upright and facing forward.
No matter how freely Gillette acted, Lisi remained the Countess Green.
As long as she was in this mansion under the title of ‘maid,’ she couldn’t outright ignore Lisi’s command.
Gillette sat back down.
Again, Lisi remained silent, simply watching her intently.
“If you have something to say, just say it quickly.”
“Gillette. From today, you are my personal maid.”
Gillette’s eyes widened.
“What…? I’m the Count’s personal maid!”
“Not anymore. From today, you serve me.”
“Ha! That’s ridiculous. I didn’t enter this mansion to wait on you. Do you think my Merdi family is beneath serving you, the Countess?”
“Then are you above serving the Count?”
“That’s different.”
“It isn’t. They say husband and wife are one flesh.”
“But…! It’s a political marriage! I know that well enough.”
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lisi’s lips.
“I assumed you were old enough to understand that whether it’s political or love-based, marriage is still marriage…”
Gillette gritted her teeth before replying,
“The Count won’t allow it.”
“We’ll see. My thoughts differ from yours.”
Gillette stood up abruptly and stormed out of the room.
This time, Lisi let her go without stopping her.
Gillette strode down the corridor, frustration boiling in her chest until she nearly screamed.
‘So annoying!’
She hated the way Lisi looked down on her as if she were beneath notice.
She hated Lisi’s unwavering composure, her flat and measured tone, and even that breathtaking beauty—so extraordinary it made the praise “flower of the Wittelo ducal house” seem insufficient.
‘The Count would never assign me as that woman’s maid.’
Gillette was Kai’s only personal maid—the only woman allowed into his study in the mansion.
Kai had even told her she could freely enter his study to read whenever he wasn’t there. Even if she barged in pretending not to know he was inside, he’d never gotten angry.
‘The Count is lenient only with me. I’m different from that woman—he married her just for politics.’
Gillette had no doubt that Kai would never send her to serve Lisi.
This time, she couldn’t just burst in pretending ignorance—she’d come specifically to report Lisi’s outrageous behavior to Kai.
Composing her expression, she took a deep breath and knocked on the study door.
“Who is it?”
“Count, it’s me—Gillette.”
“I’m working.”
“I have something urgent to—”
“I said I’m working.”
Rejected so firmly by Kai, Gillette stood helplessly in place, unable to open the door.
Just then, Lisi appeared beside her—when had she followed?
“Kai.”
“The Count is working.”
As Krishina pointed this out, the study door opened.
Kai, who had refused Gillette moments ago, personally opened the door at Lisi’s single call.
Gillette gaped in disbelief, staring up at Kai.
Kai’s storm-blue eyes focused solely on Lisi as though Gillette weren’t even there.
A faint smile—the kind he’d never shown Gillette—graced his lips.
“Did you come to show off your dress, Lisi?”
His voice, flowing softly between his red lips, was gentle and sweet—another thing Gillette had never heard before.
“Does it look that way?”
“You look so splendid I thought you might want to show it off.”
Kai reached out, gently winding a strand of Lisi’s hair around his finger before letting it go.
“In that green dress, you look like an elf standing among the trees.”
“Do elves really exist?”
“I just told you—I see one right before my eyes.”
Kai and Lisi exchanged smiles as if nothing could be more amusing.
Gillette felt faint watching them joke as if she weren’t even there, but the atmosphere made it impossible to interrupt—she could only bite her lower lip.
‘Who is this man?’
This wasn’t the Kaelbrant Green she knew.
Kai was a cold, stoic man who rarely showed emotion—like a fortress of ice in the Arctic. He occasionally smiled around his subordinates but was normally taciturn and expressionless.
Yet now, with Lisi, he behaved like a puppy warmed by spring breezes—it was utterly unbelievable.
“But what is it, Lisi?”
“The maids Jamie brought are absolutely delightful. Erwell of the Lutec Family and Krishina of the Ferti Family—I never imagined it!”
Gillette knew both families well.
Having produced countless scholars and artists, even the Merdi viscountal house couldn’t afford to slight them.
“But two maids aren’t enough.”
“I see. Given some time, I’ll find daughters from families as good as Lutec and Ferti.”
“No, I don’t need daughters from such distinguished houses.”
Finally, Lisi’s eyes turned to Gillette.
Only then did Kai seem to notice Gillette’s presence and glanced toward her.
“This is sufficient.”
Had Kai not been there, Gillette would have screamed.
Lisi had just placed the Merdi family beneath the Lutec and Ferti houses—and simultaneously lowered Gillette below the two new maids.
Kai’s reply was Gillette’s final straw.
Desperately hoping Kai would refuse, she stared fixedly at his lips.
Kai glanced briefly at Gillette and answered indifferently,
“Do as you wish, Lisi.”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
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Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
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Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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