Doana scrutinized Eric and Beliar alternately.
“… Annoying.”
In the end, the two of them had a secret meeting.
While Doana was dozing off for a moment, the two finally joined together.
She wondered if there would be any changes between them, contemplating with a sigh.
Eric looked at Doana, who had barely eaten.
“Don’t have an appetite?”
Doana raised the corners of her mouth, realizing that Eric was talking to her, not Beliar.
“Ah, yes. I don’t have much of an appetite,” she replied with a smile, as if showing off.
“Still, you should eat. It’s for the baby in your belly.”
“Yes, that’s right. To give birth to a handsome boy resembling our Marquis.”
Doana emphasized the term ‘boy’ deliberately, giving a playful wink.
“Right. Be careful not to have any accidents carelessly.”
While Doana was smiling, her face stiffened momentarily. No matter how tough Doana pretended to be, it was challenging to laugh off such words.
Was the risk of accidents something to be cautious about? It was quite intense.
Especially in the early stages of pregnancy, the risk of accidents was relatively high. This was often unrelated to the caution of the expectant mother.
If it were Korea, she would have sternly confronted her husband for making such comments and poured out harsh words.
However, it wasn’t Korea, and Doana had to present herself well to Eric.
Doana, without saying anything, awkwardly forced a smile and turned her eyes away.
Her lower abdomen slightly tightened.
“…Should be careful in the early stages of pregnancy.”
After learning about her pregnancy, she intentionally avoided meeting the red-haired knight. She should have been cautious until she entered a stable period.
If she were to ask Eric why he wasn’t careful, he would probably say he wasn’t threatening.
Doana swept her hand over her lower abdomen, contemplating.
“I shouldn’t have dragged him in because of that unsettling dream.”
“It’s okay. What could possibly go wrong?”
She tried hard to hide her anxious feelings. There was no spotting, and there was nothing unusual.
“How’s the schedule for today? I’m so excited because it’s my first time in the south.”
Doana chuckled, still considering the idea of meddling between Eric and Beliar.
Beliar, who had been quietly eating, put down her fork and looked at Doana. Then she slowly opened her mouth.
“Considering the signs, it seems to be the early stage of pregnancy, a few weeks, right?”
“Three weeks.”
“At three weeks, the probability of a miscarriage is quite high. Wouldn’t it be better to rest at the mansion instead of overexerting yourself? Don’t push yourself unnecessarily and risk a miscarriage.”
Beliar conveyed the words that the governess had instructed her to say to Doana. She maintained the stern expression as the ‘real Beliar.’
Watching Beliar from one side of the dining room, the governess showed a satisfied smile.
“Oh, as if I’m saying it’d be great if I had a miscarriage?”
Doana, who had found it annoying to use honorifics with her younger sister for a while, sometimes dropped the polite language without realizing it.
“You’re worried. Even though I’m young, I hope you treat me with respect.”
Beliar looked at Doana with an authoritative and oppressive atmosphere.
‘It’s irritating to treat her like she’s young.’
She didn’t call her ‘Hey’ or anything, but Doana didn’t like the way Beliar stared at her after uttering such words.
Until yesterday, I thought it would be easy to handle Beliar, but she turned out to be not as easily manipulated as I had thought.
Beliar turned her gaze towards Eric and continued speaking.
“You must have been tired from riding the carriage all day yesterday. Considering the baby in your belly, it would be better for her to take a rest.”
Eric chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, nodding.
“That seems like a better idea.”
“Marquis, I’m really fine.”
Despite Doana’s immediate objection, Eric ordered sternly.
“No, you should rest. I’ll take you out from tomorrow, so just follow my words for today.”
With those words, Eric got up from his seat and leisurely left the dining room.
As Eric left, Doana glared fiercely at Beliar.
“Satisfied? I’m stuck in the mansion because of you.”
Doana’s contemptuous words made Beliar look at her. However, before Beliar could respond, her governess stepped forward.
“A concubine from a servant background can’t help but be so clear about her lack of education.”
Doana glared at the governess after hearing the middle-aged woman’s voice.
Using the term ‘concubine’ felt unpleasant even though it was an intentional remark.
Doana was about to retaliate against the intentional comment, but this time, Beliar stepped forward.
She slowly got up and, as if passing by, spilled the water on the table. The cold water drenched Doana’s dress.
“What are you doing now!”
The borrowed dress was ruined. Doana glared at Beliar with a resentful expression.
“Oh, my apologies. It was an accident.”
She smirked and looked at Doana. Seeing her eyes, Doana could immediately tell that Beliar had done it on purpose.
Observing Beliar carrying out her instructions well, the governess showed a satisfied expression and nodded.
“If the meal is finished, I’ll assist with your preparations for going out, madam.”
“Sure.”
Beliar tapped her mouth with a napkin and then dropped the napkin towards Doana, who was sitting. With the governess, she left the dining room.
Doana trembled with anger at their dismissive attitude.
“For such a trivial matter…!”
As Doana got up in frustration, pain was felt in her lower abdomen.
“Ugh…”
It seemed that she had strained herself quite a bit because of the red-haired knight.
“Darn it, I told you to be gentle!”
Unlike Eric, who had an overflowing energy, Doana had quite a bit of energy. Holding her lower abdomen, she staggered.
Her face had turned pale without her noticing. Doana grabbed one of the maids nearby and said,
“Support me to my room.”
The maid held Doana’s shoulders and supported her.
“Shall I call the physician?”
“No! It’s fine. No need for a physician.”
If it were the usual Doana, she would have urged to call a physician immediately while making a fuss. However, for some reason, her reaction was rather indifferent.
‘…Maybe it’s okay to lie down for a bit.’
Fearing that the physician might notice what she had done all night, Doana hesitated to call for medical help.
“What? Your face doesn’t look good, but calling a physician just for that…”
“I said it’s fine! Why are you making such a fuss!”
Doana shouted, cutting off the maid’s words with an annoyed voice.
The sudden loud noise only made the maid blink her eyes.
‘Oh, surprised. Even if you think about it, it’s chaotic!’
She was a maid who tried to pay attention in case Doana made a mistake while Eric was absent, fearing she might be scolded herself.
‘…Seeing her unchanged dirty attitude, it doesn’t seem too painful.’
The maid grumbled inwardly and escorted Doana to her room.
Alone, Doana lay on the bed, suppressing her anger.
“Ugh, so annoying! If only my stomach didn’t hurt, I would chase after them.”
Why does my stomach hurt now?
Thinking that Beliar and Eric would spend a pleasant time together, Doana’s stomach twisted.
Doana couldn’t overcome her anger and hit the helpless bed with a dash.
Amid the thumping sound of the bed, faint cries of a baby could be heard.
[Waaah!]Doana, startled, quickly looked around.
“What, what is this? It’s so creepy.”
Feeling as if she could hear the crying from her troubled dream all night, Doana’s hair stood on end.
Doana couldn’t overcome her tension and looked around without relaxing.
Then, the crying sound was heard again.
[Meeow!]“…A cat?”
The repeated sound was not the crying of a baby but the meowing of a cat.
With her ears perked, Doana finally felt relieved.
In Doana’s view, a baby cat with white fur entered.
[Meeow!]“Oh my, how cute. How did you get in here?”
Doana moved her foot towards the corner of her room where the cat was trembling.
“Hello.”
Forgetting Eric’s affairs, she lifted the cat with a bright smile.
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
