“Of course, you would have been happier if you could have hosted during the day. That’s unfortunate.”

The knight who had been following Arien coughed and turned his head, showing his effort to hold back laughter.

The duke stared at them, his fists trembling with rage, his mouth shut.

He wanted to scream out loud, but this was in the middle of the mansion’s hallway.

‘Kevrant, Kevrant, Kevrant…!’

Carving the name of a guest who could be anywhere in the mansion as if he could bear it, the duke swallowed his scream.

Meanwhile, the duchess was at a loss for words, looking at Arien holding Marina, who was asleep in her dress.

‘…Is she sleeping?’

Held in a man’s arms without even fixing her hair, what was that appearance?

Everyone would think that ‘that’ was our Christina!

The duchess pointed with trembling fingers at Marina in Arien’s arms and stuttered.

“Hey, Sir Arien… That girl… Why is our Christina… in your arms like that…?”

Arien tilted his head slightly and smiled a strange smile.

At that moment, the head butler who appeared around the corner of the hallway came forward with a pale face.

He tried to keep a stern face, but his panic was revealed in his brisk steps, hurried tone, and the veins bulging on his forehead.

The butler came close to the duchess and whispered.

“Madam. Duke Demidhel has arrived. He’s in front of the hallway now….”

And the butler’s awkward gaze moved to Arien and Marina in his arms.

Almost simultaneously, the duke and duchess shouted.

“Well done! Go upstairs and relieve your fatigue! The ceremony must have been exhausting!”

“The maids will have prepared your bed! Go and rest quickly!”

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And the duke and duchess stood before Duke Demidhel, sweating coldly.

How much sweat they had to lose, laying out all sorts of words, making a fuss about the fatigue accumulated by the ceremony that lasted all night, and the joy of reuniting with Christina after five years.

Fortunately, their efforts seemed to pay off, as Duke Demidhel accepted with a smile that he couldn’t meet ‘Arien and Christina’ right away.

He was generous enough to forgive Duke Julius for breaking the promise he had held.

However, his next words asked if they could look forward to tomorrow’s meeting.

If he was just a court painter, he could have postponed the portrait schedule a little later, but he was the emperor’s cousin.

It meant that he wanted a quick meeting with the family of the imperial court, who had more rights than anyone else, so the duke and his wife had to nod in haste and promise the first schedule of the next day.

However, just when they thought they had barely managed to calm Duke Demidhel and only had to deal with Arien, they turned back and let out a sigh of relief.

“……What?”

Hearing the report from a maid that Sir Arien had actually taken the newlyweds’ room with Marina, the duchess made a face she had never made in her life.

Her eyelids twitched at the news that he had even locked out the servants, saying he didn’t want to be disturbed, and her mouth gaped open.

“Heu…….”

Telling him to go upstairs and rest meant waiting for us.

It was not a command to go and do so.

Yes, even though they’re the couple of the century, they’re still a politically arranged marriage among the nobility.

With that level of status, they could have several maids.

But even if they were upset and wanted to insult us, they shouldn’t have.

First bringing the bride to the room prepared for my daughter?

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While thinking that I, instead of my incapable husband, should calm this situation down, the duchess’s heart was burning with rage.

That was supposed to be Christina’s room.

How long have I prepared that bridal room.

Let’s get this right, to show our preparedness.

Yet to disgrace Christina like this.

“……”

The Duchess held her teacup tightly as she opened her mouth.

“Thanks for what? It’s only natural. Sir Arthur, how was your sleep? I hope it was to your liking. We prepared it with great thought.”

She added with a faint smile as if chewing her words well.

“Because the room can’t afford anything trivial.”

Arthur replied with a smiling face.

“It was the best. Thank you for your consideration.”

He spoke smoothly, flicking off the cigarette ash and setting a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Especially ‘Christina’ was the best. My wife.”

A stiff smile spread on the Duchess’s face.

“Oh, was she?”

“Yes. Nothing in the room could compare. She was wonderful. How did you raise such a daughter? She is more than a wife to me.”

A chill ran across the table.

The Duchess finally smiled coldly and welcomed Arthur.

“Don’t mention it. It suits Sir Arthur’s overflowing dignity and noble lineage.”

To interpret this aristocratic language, it would be as follows.

“Duchess!”

The Duke grumbled low.

“Cough.”

And Duke Rembrandt covered his mouth and coughed.

“!”

The Duchess realized her mistake in an instant.

Duke Rembrandt is the nephew of the Emperor.

In other words, he was the nephew of the Empress.

In front of the Empress’s nephew, the Duchess had insulted Arthur’s birth, boasting about his ‘noble lineage’ against the Emperor’s illegitimate child.

Whether it sounded like a mockery or a compliment, it was the worst.

A sense of defeat appeared on the Duchess’s face.

“Oh, it’s okay.”

Rembrandt removed the hand that covered his mouth and revealed a face still with a small smile.

“Anyway, now that you say so, I’m very curious about ‘Lady Christina’? In fact, I was looking forward to seeing the couple of the century together today.”

Rembrandt continued to speak to Arthur.

“It’s a great honor to meet Sir Arthur, but I did have a little interest in the famous ‘Lady Christina’. Of course, only to the extent that it won’t offend your sacred marriage vows.”

Feeling that the Duke and Duchess were very concerned about Duke Rembrandt, Arthur continued to smile at Rembrandt.

“Is that so? I heard that you’ve been staying here for about a week, but it seems you haven’t had a chance to say hello to my wife.”

The Duke and Duchess were nervously watching Arthur’s mouth, sweating in their hands as if Arthur would get up and say, ‘I’ll introduce my wife right now. Let’s go meet her.’

Rembrandt was smiling, recalling his meeting with ‘Leina’ in his mind.

I’ve said hello to ‘that wife’ but I can’t say that.

Rembrandt answered, considering ‘Christina’.

“Yes, I’ve only seen her from afar. She is a very serene person.”

An Indifferent Woman is the One Men Desire the Most

One-line summary: The female lead is actually cold-hearted and extremely rational. She has stage-by-stage relationships and won’t two-time, but there will always be someone who secretly likes her.

This novel has the following triggers, so if you’re sensitive to these, please don’t read:

1. The female lead has had many relationships, but she treated each one seriously and broke up properly.

It’s just that the men unilaterally pestered her incessantly. For the female lead, when she doesn’t like someone anymore, she simply doesn’t like them.

(This applies to her relationships with Male Lead 1, 2, 3, and 4 as well, but she’s loyal in each 1-on-1 relationship!)

2. In this novel, Male Lead 2 and the female lead kiss in a car, and Male Lead 1 sees it and beats up Male Lead 2.

The female lead calls the police and sends both Male Lead 1 and 2 to the police station! Male Lead 1 begs the female lead not to break up with him.

3. Male Lead 1 has a gentle appearance but an obsessive personality.

Male Lead 2 has a delicate and soft appearance, slightly green tea-like (two-faced).

Male Lead 3 is a youthful college student and a smart person who has secretly liked the female lead for a long time.

Male Lead 4 is the female lead’s father’s special assistant, a business elite with deep, hidden thoughts.

4. At the beginning of this novel, the female lead has already broken up with Male Lead 1 (Chapter 4) and gotten back together with Male Lead 2 (ex-boyfriend).

5. Enter with caution if you have triggers!!!