“What do you mean no? It looks like something happened…”
Seeing Rosé worrying about her, Jane was moved to tears.
Our poor mistress.
Not only kindhearted, but also a beautiful lady…
Rosé felt a pang in her heart at the sight of Jane crying pitifully.
She was so unused to seeing Jane crying.
And she knew too well that it was all because of her.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Jane.”
Rosé hugged Jane who was whimpering.
Tears filled Rosé’s eyes as she held Jane. Jane could feel the tears that wet her shoulder.
“No… Nothing happened. It’s not what you think.”
Rosé seemed to have misunderstood.
She might have thought that Jane was wronged by Eric.
Although it was not entirely incorrect, the tears that Jane shed now were completely for Rosé.
She was heartbroken that Rosé was not treated properly by Eric even after three years.
And she was crying because it was pitiful that Rosé loved such a man so much.
“Oh, our lady… What should we do about our lady! Hic, hic.”
Jane couldn’t hold back her sobbing and began to weep.
Hugging Rosé, she continued to shed tears.
That night, Rosé and Jane cried their hearts out in each other’s arms.
Transparent tears for each other.
It only subsided after 30 minutes.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]At that moment,
Eric and Doana were tightly entwined on the bed.
“Earl.”
Unable to exert any strength, Doana, who was lying down as if she had collapsed, called out to Eric. She cooed in Eric’s arms.
“What?”
A throaty voice.
But despite the voice, Eric was lying with his eyes closed without moving.
Doana didn’t give up and called Eric again.
“Earl?”
Eric felt irritated at Doana’s actions, trying to wake him by poking his cheek.
He was about to take a break after using his strength, but why was this woman bothering him?
“Can you let me sleep? After all that, you’re still not satisfied?”
Eric’s annoyed voice echoed.
Doana’s face twisted at Eric’s voice.
‘What are you saying. It’s so annoying.’
Everything passed in a flash. She didn’t even know what happened.
Even though Eric might be tired,
She was not, absolutely not satisfied.
If it were the old world, she wouldn’t even look at a man like this.
Unlike in Korea, she had nothing in this novel world.
Neither money nor status. Nothing satisfied her.
The only hope for her was to give birth to Eric’s child and raise her status.
‘…I’m enduring because he’s handsome.’
Doana looked at Eric’s face and suppressed her anger. If it weren’t for Eric’s sculpted looks, she would have left long ago.
She could fill the missing parts from someone else, it was okay.
Doana nestled herself more into Eric’s arms.
“Earl, what happened at the party three days ago? You said you’d tell me, I’ve been waiting.”
Doana recalled the look on Eric’s face when he returned home bristling with anger, and asked.
That day, it was clear that something happened between Rosé and him.
‘For three days, the two of them didn’t talk, and they ate separately, right?’
In the evening, if he hadn’t gone to Rosé’s room, the day would have ended quite pleasantly…
He subtly poked at Rosé, but she didn’t easily open her mouth.
As soon as Rosé’s story came up, Eric, who seemed about to fall asleep at any moment, slowly opened his eyes.
“I think it’s time to make a decision.”
“A decision?”
Doana was somewhat peeved at Eric’s response to ‘Rosé’. However, she didn’t show it and clung to his arm, looking at Eric with wideopen eyes.
Would what Eric says benefit her, or would it be a disadvantage?
Doana quietly looked down at Eric’s lips without blinking.
She was very nervous about what he would say.
Given the circumstances, there wouldn’t be anything negative for her, but one can never know with people.
That’s why Doana couldn’t easily relax.
“Lately, I think Rosé has really changed.”
Eric began his story about Rosé in a faint voice.
“She’s become very audacious. It’s ridiculous how much she’s trying to crawl up to me without knowing her place.”
Doana, who had been tensely clutching her chest.
She shouted in joy internally when she saw Eric spitting out complaints about Rosé.
To fuel the rising flames, Doana fanned him.
“Rosé has been acting that way indeed.”
After making a light comment, Doana looked at Eric. Eric looked quite curious about what Doana was going to say next.
“She says she doesn’t feel the same about the Earl lately. She says she’s tired of following him around all the time, something like that. Sometimes, she even says she hates seeing your face.”
Doana made up words that didn’t exist and scratched at Eric’s heart.
‘This woman, really.’
Eric was taken aback by Doana’s words. But internally, he still thought this.
Rosé is a woman who can’t live without him.
Would he take her in if she cried and clung to him, and badmouthed him behind his back?
Rosé must be seriously mistaken.
Thinking that there was no ‘divorce’ in the prestigious Wens family’s dictionary.
‘So she treats me like this. She thinks I can’t bring up divorce.’
In reality, ‘divorce’ was nothing short of a disgrace in the conservative aristocratic society.
The reason they created the useless concept of ‘wife’ was, in part, because they couldn’t divorce for the sake of saving face.
“I will divorce Rosé within a month.”
Eric thought he had to break Rosé’s high and mighty attitude.
A fallen noble without any money.
When she divorces him, she’ll probably have to suck her thumb and beg like a beggar.
He’s not thinking of giving her a single penny as alimony.
The person at fault was not him, but Rosé.
She refused her marital duties and even tarnished the honor of the family.
Doana’s face flushed at Eric’s firm words.
Divorce…
Finally, divorce…!
If he divorces Rosé, the position of the Countess will be vacant.
Doana had no doubt that she would take that position.
‘I finally hear the words I wanted to hear.’
A bright smile blossomed on Doana’s face at Eric’s words.
After the possession, how much had she had to grovel?
Now, there was absolutely no need for that as the Countess.
Everyone in this mansion would look up to her, and they couldn’t dare to treat her casually.
Doana’s face, immersed in her dreams, was overflowing with a satisfied smile.
Captivated by a baseless dream, she didn’t even realize that she was sinking into a rotten swamp.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
