The Dead Villainess Is Pregnant With The Male Lead's Child (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“Didn’t you yourself say that now—when Sir Killion’s popularity is soaring to the heavens—is the perfect time to announce the engagement!”
Veronica kept her lips tightly shut and offered no reply whatsoever.
She had absolutely no desire to start a pointless, painful argument.
‘Why on earth is she acting like this? Since when did she start holding her head so high?’
Sandra was particularly displeased today with Veronica’s unyielding, tongue-like stubbornness.
Normally, Veronica would have already offered excuses or apologies, but instead she remained silent, her gaze fixed straight ahead with a quietly intense look.
‘What gives her such confidence?’
Sandra’s face began to flush, turning alternately red and purple with anger.
“At a time like this, when the Drea ducal family is already showing lukewarm interest in your marriage! I was wondering whether you even could—or should—take the initiative to win Sir Killion’s heart! And now you talk about ‘purity’?”
The Empress wasn’t truly furious because Veronica had claimed purity as her virtue.
‘She’s angry because I defied her orders. Even over something as trivial as my hairstyle, she clearly refuses to yield an inch.’
Veronica forcibly suppressed the sigh threatening to escape and lowered her eyebrows with deliberate firmness.
Then, she crafted a pitiful tone in her voice.
“I was shortsighted, Your Majesty. I assumed a steadfast knight like Sir Killion would naturally prefer this style.”
“What?”
“I thought it better to reveal my charm subtly—just enough to tease—rather than too openly.”
Perhaps Veronica’s words sounded surprisingly reasonable, for Sandra’s pupils trembled faintly.
“But now that I think about it, Your Majesty’s words make far more sense. I truly was shortsighted. I should call my maid back right away and change it.”
“…There’s no need.”
Sandra lifted her chin and spoke in a deliberately firm voice.
Yet her eyes had lost their earlier certainty and now flickered slightly.
“It’s already too late. We’d best proceed as we are today. We can’t afford to be late just to fix your hairstyle, after all.”
How could such behavior not be rude? How could she be so shortsighted? Ugh, infuriating! Sandra’s expression betrayed her struggle to maintain composure as she snapped open her fan and began fanning vigorously.
“Yes, Mother. I’ll do as you say.”
Veronica’s respectful reply seemed to satisfy Sandra, whose expression visibly lightened.
She immediately grasped Veronica’s hand and spoke in an exceptionally gentle voice.
“Veronica.”
“Yes, Your Majesty?”
“This is precisely the moment you must firmly prove your worth. Do you understand?”
“…Yes.”
She didn’t understand at all.
How could she possibly?
‘Nonsense! My very existence is my worth. I don’t need to seduce anyone to prove my value!’
She wanted to lean right into the Empress’s ear and shout those words as loudly as she could—just to relieve the suffocating frustration building inside her.
But she couldn’t.
‘I must endure! I must hold on until I safely escape from here… I must bear it…’
Veronica’s hand clenched tightly around her dress’s hem.
[This is the timeline separator]“Your Grace, it’s time to escort Her Royal Highness the Princess.”
“I see.”
At Chief Secretary Wendler’s words, Killion immediately turned and began walking. Wendler, trailing behind him, murmured softly.
“To be honest, I was quite surprised.”
“What surprised you?”
“I expected Her Royal Highness to run straight into your arms the moment she saw you, Count—but she merely held your hand quietly.”
“…”
“I assumed she’d surely demand a kiss as well! Yet she asked for absolutely nothing!”
Relieved to realize he wasn’t the only one who’d noticed this shift, Killion felt a quiet sense of reassurance.
Wendler leaned closer, lowering his voice even further as Killion remained silent.
“Could there have been… a change of heart, perhaps?”
“A change of heart?”
“Well… they say ‘out of sight, out of mind.’ Two years is hardly a short time.”
“I suppose that could be true.”
Killion slowly nodded.
It wasn’t uncommon, after all.
Even familiar objects behaved similarly.
He’d often forgotten about something stored in a drawer, lamented its loss, then quickly adapted to a replacement.
When he eventually rediscovered the original item, it usually became an unwanted burden—too precious to discard, yet too forgotten to use.
‘Then why do I feel so down?’
It was a strange sensation.
As if he were a child bitterly disappointed after not receiving a long-awaited gift.
As if he were a child bewildered because a toy he always kept in the same spot had vanished.
It felt childish.
‘Could I… possibly be disappointed? Me?’
The sudden thought sent a chill through Killion, making him shiver.
‘Because I didn’t get Veronica’s embrace? Because I didn’t get her kiss…? No… That’s impossible.’
It couldn’t be.
It shouldn’t be.
‘I’ve never once liked her. I’ve always despised her embraces and kisses—they even gave me goosebumps.’
And yet, to feel disappointed now? It made no sense.
Killion’s thick eyebrows twitched.
‘It’s just unfamiliar… That’s why it feels strange… and awkward. Yes, that’s it. It’s not disappointment.’
Finally reaching the princess’s chamber, Killion halted abruptly.
Knock, knock, knock—Wendler had barely tapped on the door when it swung open and Veronica stepped out.
For a moment, Killion froze mid-breath, his entire body stiffening as he stared blankly.
‘What… is this…!’
The teal dress, revealing her shoulders, was accented with pale sky-blue embroidery—lavish yet elegant.
And Veronica wearing it was positively glowing.
Her radiance didn’t come from the countless crystals sewn onto her gown.
Nor from the diamonds set in the tiara atop her head, nor from the ruby drops dangling from her ears.
Her brilliance shone in the slight upward curve of her lips and the gentle downward tilt of her eyes.
It sparkled from the warm, restrained kindness in her crimson eyes.
‘…Veronica has changed.’
Her outward appearance hadn’t altered at all.
She looked exactly as she had two years ago.
Yet, though unchanged, she seemed like an entirely different person.
It was the smile lingering at the corners of her mouth and eyes.
‘How can this be? It shouldn’t be possible!’
Killion couldn’t comprehend the change at all.
He even wondered if perhaps it wasn’t Veronica who had changed—but himself.
‘Yes… maybe that’s it.’
Killion banished the pointless thought from his mind and extended his hand to Veronica.
“I’ve come to escort Your Highness. Are you ready?”
“Yes. I’ve just finished getting ready. Thank you, Sir Killion.”
At her demurely linked arm, Wendler standing nearby widened his eyes in astonishment.
The Veronica he remembered would have cried “Sir Killion!” the instant she saw him and thrown herself into his arms—but not now.
Killion and Wendler’s gazes collided midair.
It was a look that laid bare the thoughts running through each other’s minds.
[This is the timeline separator]With majestic music swelling through the hall, the banquet commenced.
True to its purpose of celebrating victory, the first event was a toast led by the command staff of the allied knights.
There were over a dozen commanders present, including Killion, and many nobles wished to add a few words to the toast.
Naturally, the speeches dragged on.
Even Veronica—who had initially been thrilled to attend her first imperial palace banquet—soon began to feel bored.
‘When will I finally get to see the heroine!’
Yaaawn—Veronica swallowed the yawn threatening to burst out and delicately covered her mouth with her fan.
Had this not been an opportunity to meet Saintess Evangelina, she would’ve already snuck away long ago.
“The final toast shall be given by someone who went to great trouble to join us tonight.”
The Emperor raised his voice and signaled toward the entrance.
‘Finally!’
Veronica’s eyes widened as she fixed her gaze on the doors.
Her heart gave a small, excited flutter.
At last, the doors opened, and the Saintess appeared—wearing a simple yet graceful pure-white dress.
“Oh my!”
“Wow!”
Exclamations erupted from all around.
“That must be the Saintess from the Plummer region!”
“A Saintess appearing after over a hundred years—how incredible!”
“They say her sacred power is immense! Just a week ago, she cured an entire epidemic sweeping through villages in the Melid region in one go!”
“Her sacred power is impressive, but she’s also breathtakingly beautiful!”
“Truly! How can someone be so lovely? She’s like a snowflake!”
Enthusiastic voices praising Evangelina rose from every corner.
Veronica too wanted to join in—but remembering her dignity as a princess, she firmly held her tongue.
‘I am a princess; I mustn’t act so unseemly.’
Instead, she lifted her head to observe Killion’s expression.
She expected sparks to fly the moment these long-separated protagonists locked eyes.
She longed to witness that classic scene—hero and heroine meeting gazes across the room, electricity crackling between them.
It was how a transmigrator and devoted reader enjoyed the original story.
Perhaps sensing her stare, Killion, who’d been looking straight ahead, lowered his eyes to meet hers.
Their gazes tangled in midair.
‘Ugh! Why are you looking at me! Look at the heroine already! Look at Evangelina!’
Veronica’s mind thundered with a truth she could never actually voice.
Meanwhile, Killion—startled by the sudden eye contact—quickly formed an awkward smile on his lips.
‘Wh-what… she’s adorable!’
The cold, meticulous male lead—known for never showing emotion—looked unexpectedly cute as he flustered and smiled uneasily, startling Veronica.
Without even realizing it, she let out a soft giggle.
Seeing her shoulders tremble slightly with laughter, Killion grew even more flustered, his cheeks flushing crimson.
Veronica’s own face burned red as she struggled to suppress her mirth.
The sight of Veronica and Killion gazing at each other, both blushing deeply, was quickly noticed by several sharp-eyed nobles.
Soon, pleased smiles spread across their lips.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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Chapter Comments (137)
Wendy ! How are you seeing about everything with such keen insight
I need to sterilise this vile woman to prevent any more possible victims
What I’d wrong with you two!! Subtly flirting. Stick to your roles
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Gasp! Was it really that obvious? Veronica’s voice trembled slightly in panic.
Did you just ask if it was obvious? Were u even making effort to appear like og Veronica?
"It’s fortunate you’ve finally realized, even if late. You’re simply too dim-wit
I think the Empress character has a narcissistic mother personality — she uses her daughter as a mirror for her own glory and doesn’t see her as an independent person
All the way back to his room, Killion grumbled to himself.
Awww this makes me feel sad for my younger siblings
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VKotaku28
Cliche much Killan , I mean u are entitled to like who you like but still disappointed