After the previous Duke Green retired and left everything to Kevrant, there was a lot for Kevrant, who had to lead the family, to do.
Of course, he didn’t even have time to pay attention to a woman, and he thought it would stay that way.
But…
“What an intriguing woman.”
Kevrant looked down at Lisi for a moment, standing next to the bed.
Rumors about Iris, the flower of the Withlow family, reached Kevrant, who had no interest in women.
Iris of the Withlow Duke’s family was so beautiful and exquisite, the Withlow Duke cherished her and didn’t show her to anyone.
Even if Iris got a small cut on her finger, the Withlow Duke would well up with tears.
But there were other rumors.
Iris of the Withlow Duke’s family was said to be a child born to a maid.
Iris was treated worse than a maid in the Withlow Duke’s house.
Such rumors were faint, dismissed as false rumors spread by those who enjoyed bringing others down.
“Now that I see it, it seems that rumor was not a false rumor.”
Lisi was a peculiar woman.
She seemed proud and strong, yet at times she looked as if she would crumble at any moment. At times, as she said, she had the look of a weed that had survived in the flames of hell.
Something a gentlyraised noblewoman could never possess, was present in Lisi. It was different from ordinary women, such points kept captivating Kevrant’s heart.
He wanted to know how it would feel to hold her, how she would react, so he laid Lisi on the bed.
Lisi reacted differently than Kevrant had anticipated.
She maintained her lofty expression, but Kevrant, who was sensitive to others’ emotions, could tell she was scared.
“What frightens you, Iris?”
Kevrant pulled the blanket up and covered Lisi.
“Surely the Withlow Duke didn’t do anything terrible to you?”
The face of the greedy Globan Withlow Duke came to mind.
“If that’s the case, I’ll show him hell.”
He had no obligation to do so much for Lisi. Lisi had seized Kevrant’s weakness and negotiated with him, it was just an alliance.
This marriage was just for mutual benefit.
Yet, Kevrant liked Lisi.
The proud strength that flowed throughout Lisi, and the pathetic weakness that sometimes seeped out.
The shyness she unconsciously showed, and the seemingly joyful smile she occasionally wore.
The form of affection isn’t necessarily just between men and women. There is also affection that arises from an alliance.
Even though he had a marriage of convenience with Lisi, he didn’t intend to treat her lightly.
Whatever the reason for this marriage, Lisi is the Duchess of Green.
“Now you are the flower of the Green family, Iris. So…”
You can bloom in peace.
Everything of the Green family will move for you.
As Kevrant left the room and walked down the corridor, someone clung to his side.
Jillett Merdi, the maid serving Kevrant.
Jillett was the daughter of Count Merdi, and had been serving Kevrant for the past 3 years.
“Count. Shall I bring tea?”
“No. There’s no need, rest.”
Kevrant spoke coldly and walked into his study.
His subordinates must have been waiting for him in the study.
Jillett followed Kevrant.
Kevrant stopped and looked back at Jillett.
“Do you have something to say to me?”
“Yes, um…”
Jillett hesitated, then lifted her head and looked at Kevrant.
“Are you really… getting married?”
“I’m not getting married, I already am.”
“The ceremony…”
“Do we need such a thing?”
“Ah…”
Jillett’s expression seemed to lighten a bit for some reason.
“So it’s a marriage of convenience. I was wondering what happened, it was so sudden…”
“Is that all you had to say?”
“Um… The lady is from the Withlow family…”
“If you’re going to talk about my marriage, stop.”
Kevrant spoke coldly, quickly turned around, and walked into his study.
Jillett did not follow Kevrant anymore.
Jillett stared at Kevrant’s sturdy back until he disappeared, then sighed deeply.
Kevrant Green.
She had admired him ever since she first saw him as a child. It was by serving as a maid for her father that Jillette was able to step foot in the house of the Earl who had painted Kevrant.
It was quite common for maids serving single nobles to attract attention, fall in love, and even get married.
Jillette was convinced that Kevrant would someday show interest in her. She had been told she was pretty since she was young, and there was no shortage of men who proposed to her.
But three years of serving Kevrant like a hand and foot.
Kevrant showed no interest in Jillette.
As it did not seem like he had another woman, she believed that he was just busy and would eventually turn his attention to her.
Then suddenly, she heard the news that Kevrant was marrying Iris, the flower of the Duke of Wittle’s family.
Iris, who was rumored to be as beautiful as an elf.
She had heard stories of many men eager to marry her, but she had never dreamed that Kevrant would be one of them.
“But that’s not it. It’s just a political marriage.”
As proof, Kevrant did not even hold a wedding ceremony.
No matter how political the marriage, they usually hold a grand ceremony, but it seemed that Kevrant did not even want to do that much for Iris.
The dark clouds that had been looming since she heard of Kevrant’s marriage had cleared.
Jillette turned around with a big smile.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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