“Have you been waiting for me?”
“…Liviana?”
Could he have overheard the conversation?
Bake’s eyes quickly scanned Liviana from head to toe.
By the looks of her faint smile, it didn’t seem like she had overheard anything.
It was a relief, or should it be fortunate?
Bake squinted at the space behind Liviana.
Despite being at a distance, the massive man was clearly visible. He wasn’t the only one watching.
‘I can’t lose it. I earned it in my own way.’
Bake quickly stepped forward to shield Liviana from Calyx’s gaze.
Calyx hadn’t moved closer or further away, but his mere presence was enough to disturb Bake’s peace.
It was unbearable to see his arrogant figure, pretending to be a noble son.
Bake was well aware that people compared him and Calyx.
‘I can’t leave it like this.’
But where was the comparison fair?
The Pieren family, although recovering, had fallen miserably. Aside from the military, they had nothing. They were nothing compared to the wealthy Craiton family that had been maintaining power without change.
The comparison between Craiton and Pieren itself was nonsensical and couldn’t be allowed.
[This is the time separator]“I’m glad Margaret had no problems.”
I smiled warmly.
The media juice was not poisonous to begin with.
At most, it induces nausea, and in some situations, it can be used as medicine, so it couldn’t be detected.
To a parent with a young child, it’s common sense to feed the child media juice to induce vomiting if the child eats something they shouldn’t. Every household with a child should naturally have media juice as an emergency medicine.
Poison is hard to get, but emergency medicine is easy to find.
Because Meriel was so weak from birth, I had a habit of preparing emergency medicines everywhere. Bake, who had cleared away Meriel’s stuff, hadn’t thought about that. I didn’t need a prescription from a doctor bought by Bake’s side.
“It must have been her first time in such a situation that she felt psychologically oppressed.”
“It seems so. Fin, no. The doctor also said that there were no other abnormalities, so don’t worry. It seems like she was just too tense due to the unfamiliar environment.”
“…”
“Why are you like this?”
“Huh? Um? What did I do?”
“It seems like you’re thinking about something else while talking to me.”
As I narrowed my brows slightly, Bake quickly shook his head.
“There’s no way.”
“Really?”
“Of course.”
Upon a closer look, the corner of Bake’s mouth trembled slightly. He was nervous right now.
With the most compassionate smile I could manage, I lightly touched the back of Bake’s hand with my index finger.
“Can you tell me what you’re worried about now?”
“…”
“I think I know what you’re thinking, but I want to hear it directly from you.”
“…”
“We’re married, you know. I think we should be honest with each other, especially when our relationship is in jeopardy.”
As I whispered softly and sweetly, Bake’s gaze wavered. I didn’t miss that opportunity and grabbed his hand.
“Are you worried a lot?”
“I’m not. I”
“If I were you, I would be worried.”
“…”
“It’s only natural. Feeling anxious means you care about me a lot.”
Sweet words were not just for Margaret.
I smiled affectionately and pulled Bake’s hand towards me.
“How about having a drink together tonight?”
“…Together?”
“I have a story I want to tell you. For various reasons.”
“A story?”
“What happened at the tea party today, why the emperor called me. Something like that?”
It’s better to tell the truth than to clumsily lie. The most perfect lie is not hiding, but mixing with the truth so it’s hard to tell whether it’s a lie.
“I don’t want to make you doubt me. Once you start doubting, you can’t trust each other, right?”
“…”
“I don’t like that. I want to work harder to make sure it doesn’t happen. Together with you.”
“Liviana…”
Bake was sufficiently shaken, whether by the presence of the Duke of Pieren, or by Margaret’s whispers.
And now, more than ever, I needed to be a caring wife for him.
I would only tell him the stories he wanted to hear, give him warmth, and whisper sweet words.
“I heard it’s good for a marital relationship to share each other’s daily lives.”
“…”
“We agreed to try, didn’t we?”
“…….”
“Stay with me.”
Slowly, Bake’s gaze rose from my hand, along my arm, touched the exposed shoulder, and swept over my neck.
A gaze that was very familiar to me.
He tried to hide it in his own way, but since he put the necklace on me, he always looked at me with those eyes.
How much I despise the eyes of a man stained with desire, who is anxious to have me, he doesn’t know.
[This is the time separator]Thump.
He seemed to be holding up well, but in the end, Bake couldn’t resist the oncoming drunkenness and fell.
Looking down at Bake who fell asleep drunk, I gulped down the remaining wine in my glass.
Bake was planning to subtly target me with the help of alcohol, but that was impossible.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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