“Not only did you sell out your lover to save your own skin, you also watched as your lover was dragged away like a dog, to marry another man.”
“She was…”
“See, you’re still calling her not your wife, but her honor.”
“……”
“Like someone who refuses to acknowledge that she is someone else’s wife.”
What does it matter if you save your words as much as possible and don’t reveal your expressions? In the end, the truth shows in the smallest things.
Lucian dangled the letter with a smirk.
Even though he pretended not to care, the man’s gaze following the fluttering letter was amusing.
“I’m really curious. What kind of feeling is it that, knowing she will bear the disgrace, you intended to take in her child as your own?”
“……”
“Is it a passionate love befitting the lover of the century? Or a lingering regret for the unfulfilled? Or maybe, a desire for revenge, planning to end it with your own hands?”
Well, either way, it has nothing to do with me.
Lucian stared into Cale’s eyes and defiantly tore the letter.
Squeak, squeak, as the torn pieces of paper fluttered into the air, Cale’s eyes remained fixed.
But that was just how it seemed.
Lucian knew how Cale had fought so far.
So he was curious about what would be revealed once the indifferent face was peeled away.
“I’d rather it be love. Since I just heard some good news.”
“……”
“They found a body.”
The body of Meriel Craiton.
A wide smile spread across Lucian’s lips.
[This is the time separator]“What happened? Isn’t Lady Craiton only 8 years old? It’s so unfortunate for such a young child to already leave the world.”
“It was an accident, what can we do? But it’s definitely unfortunate. Honestly, who would have predicted such a thing would happen at the Academy?”
“Especially since Lady Craiton was a late enrollee. According to what the Countess of Craiton had said before, it seemed like they planned to send her a few years later.”
“That’s why it’s more tragic. If she hadn’t been sent to the Academy.”
“Shh! Shh! Be careful with your words. What if you’re seen unfavorably by Craiton for bringing up such a topic?”
The Countess of Serbat hurriedly scanned their surroundings.
There were already a plethora of people near the temple where the funeral was to be held, all dressed in black and waiting, yet there seemed to be no one truly grieving.
They were all there with the intention to console the Craiton couple with some kind words and stamp their faces on their memories.
Seeing them gossiping about the star of the funeral wasn’t an unusual sight.
“But it’s true. If she had been sent just one month later, Lady Craiton wouldn’t have been caught up in the accident.”
“That is, if it was a real accident.”
The Countess of Setil lowered her voice, and the gathered ladies huddled closer.
Their eyes full of worry glanced around, but their ears were perked up, eager for the next part of the story.
“What do you mean, ‘a real accident’?”
“There’s a rumor. That this wasn’t a simple accident, but that Duke Pieren intentionally harmed Lady Craiton.”
“Oh, surely not.”
“But isn’t it troubling regardless? If the two were to remarry, the biggest obstacle would be Lady Craiton.”
Meriel Craiton. The only child of the Craiton couple.
She was born with everything but stood in an awkward position from a young age, often mentioned in society.
The Craiton couple had not yet adopted an heir, and Meriel Craiton was a girl.
For the sake of their lineage, Craiton had no choice but to take in a soninlaw again.
Everyone was eager to see who would succeed her father and wear the title of Count Craiton, waiting eagerly for her to reach adulthood as soon as possible.
However, the reason her name had been mentioned a lot lately was not because of this anticipation but for another reason.
“Isn’t the young Duke Craiton not much like Duke Craiton? Perhaps there was something between Duke Pieren and the Duchess of Craiton….”
“In that case, isn’t Duke Craiton more suspicious than Duke Pieren?”
“That seems a bit strange, doesn’t it? It’s common knowledge that the Duke and Duchess of Craiton get along well.”
“Who knows if they’re just pretending? Don’t you remember? What happened with Count Piren and his wife.”
“Indeed, if they’re pretending to get along well, who would know.”
“Either way, the Duchess of Craiton is quite blessed. Following her father and brother, now it’s her daughter. If I were the Duchess of Craiton, I would have died long ago.”
Dingding.
The chattering voices of the ladies fell silent at the ringing of the bell.
The bell toll was for the departed, and at the same time, it signified the arrival of the person they had been waiting for.
“Look, the Duke and Duchess of Craiton are coming.”
Unbidden, everyone’s eyes turned in one direction.
Walking on the black carpet that had been laid out beforehand, everyone was dressed in black. However, the small coffin at the center, so pure white, naturally drew their eyes.
“Look at that coffin, clearly they’ve spared no expense.”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
