Lady Felcis clutched the fan in her hand as if feeling insulted, and I, feeling even more displeased, added more firewood to the fire.
“Come to think of it, Lady Felcis, as you are an adult, mocking Lady, the Viscountess, may not sit well with you.”
I raised my eyes as if just realizing something.
“So, to avoid upsetting the Lady, I’ll mock not the Lady but your son. Are you satisfied now?”
“Lady Blancchet! Are you suggesting we engage in wordplay now?”
“What? It’s just a joke. If that bothers you too much, I’ll stop.”
Honestly, there was one thing I could boast about. Even when I did nothing, I earned people’s hatred.
‘I received more love when I tried harder to be loved.’
Trying hard to be loved, I now used that skill to receive more hatred.
“I was sincere to the Lady. Was all the friendship we shared a lie?”
As people deal with a hated opponent, they are easily provoked, losing their composure.
“Lady Blancchet, if you continue to mock me, I will take it as an insult to Viscount Felcis.”
The surrounding nobles began to murmur at the heightened intensity of Lady Felcis. However, she seemed to have no room to care about the reactions around her.
“Oh, what part was insulting? If you tell me, I’ll apologize.”
I smiled at Lady Felcis with eyes full of hatred.
“That your son is a candidate for an affair, or that you raised such a son? Which part was sad?”
“Shut your mouth!”
Flames flickered in Lady Felcis’s blue eyes. She couldn’t contain her frustration, gripping the fan in her hand as if she were about to wield it.
“Lucky for you, a dirty commoner like you squeezed in among the nobles!”
“Mother.”
At that moment, a deep voice cut through our conversation.
“What are you doing now?”
Without looking in the direction of the voice, Lady Felcis’s face stiffened.
“Ri…Riandro. This is a misunderstanding.”
Riandro, dressed in a black suit and holding a bouquet of roses, looked prepared. It was clear he was ready for something.
‘Ah, has he already been called by Mother?’
I sighed deeply, looking at the two hats that had been deeply pressed down.
I could roughly guess what situation Lady Felcis was aiming for.
Riandro continued to deviate from his father. He even rudely missed the carefully chosen seat by Lady Felcis. He had often been absent from the noble gatherings, avoiding his mother’s plans.
‘It’s all because of that woman.’
But Lady Felcis did not easily despair.
Riandro had been an excellent son who had never deviated so far, and like any noble, he had occasionally suffered from women troubles.
‘I just need to guide him well as his mother.’
Fortunately, Lady Felcis was more acquainted with Riandro than anyone else. Her son had despised vulgarity since he was young.
‘Although Lady Blancchet seems to have changed recently…’
That’s just a change of mind for a foolish commoner. There couldn’t be anything more fragile.
‘If necessary, I’ll take matters into my own hands.’
Lady Felcis had long dominated high society as a prominent figure. Helping out a foolish commoner with no experience in high society was no trouble.
‘A little shake, and she won’t be able to hide her vulgar nature.’
She had been acting recklessly since the Libertine era. It would be good not only to sober up her son but also to instill the order of high society firmly in that foolish Viscountess.
So, Lady Felcis learned about the charity event attended by Lady Blancchet.
The host had a close relationship with Lady Felcis, and most of the attending noblewomen were the same.
[Riandro, it’s terribly sad that the relationship between us mothers and sons has suddenly changed.If you want to return to the old us like your mother does, attend the charity event I’m attending today and make your mother happy.]
Even if their relationship had deteriorated, the kind Riandro would move to please his mother.
‘Perfect.’
Everything went according to Lady Felcis’s plan.
However, Lady Blancchet turned out not to be the opponent Estelle had anticipated. Riandro looked at Lady Felcis with cold, unfamiliar eyes.
‘Why does Riandro have to come now…!’
Just as Lady Felcis was about to swing her arm, Riandro grabbed her arm.
“Mother, I’m truly disappointed.”
“No, Riandro. Listen to me.”
In front of her proud son, Lady Felcis’s face turned pale. She clung to her son, pleading as if begging.
“You misunderstood. When would I ever do such a thing?”
In reality, Lady Felcis had no intention of resorting to violence against Lady Blancchet in front of people. She just raised her arm absentmindedly as a habit when her son mentioned it.
With lips tightly pressed, Riandro asked Lady Felcis.
“Then what did I just see?”
“Lady Blancchet was mocking you and Viscount Felcis in front of me. It was so intolerable that even if I wanted to overlook it, I couldn’t. She insulted you so much.”
Lady Felcis sighed with relief inwardly.
‘Riandro will believe me.’
Even though they had recently grown apart, Riandro had always listened well to his mother’s words. Moreover, what she said was true.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
