This wasn’t the intention…
“Don’t cry. Do you need help?”
“I… I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.”
Flustered, Rembrandt offered her a handkerchief.
“……”
Reina declined the handkerchief offered by Rembrandt and, removing the lace handkerchief wrapped around her wrist, she used it to wipe her tears.
“I’m sorry……”
“Don’t apologize. Talk to me. Do you need something? I’ll help. How can I assist you?”
Reina looked up at him with her reddened, teary eyes and hesitantly asked.
“Will you… not accuse me?”
Ah…
Rembrandt swallowed a sigh.
He could only now imagine what thoughts she must have had standing here in place of the real Christina.
“I will not accuse you.”
Reina finally seemed relieved. She looked up at Rembrandt with her tearstained eyes, showing a smile of relief, sent him a thankful look and sniffled loudly.
“To… the Count… and to… the Lady of the House…”
“Yes. I won’t tell them. You’d prefer they didn’t know I found out, wouldn’t you?”
Reina nodded cautiously.
Ah…
Rembrandt continued to swallow his sighs as he pitifully watched Reina.
“To the Crown Prince…”
“Yes, I will not tell Prince Kyle either. I will not tell anyone. So please stop crying.”
Reina smiled a little.
It was pitiful to see her try to smile with her tearstained face.
He wanted to hug her, if only she weren’t another man’s wife.
Rembrandt smiled in a comforting manner.
“Stop now. They might think it’s odd over there.”
“……”
Reina subtly glanced in the direction of the Crown Prince and looked up at Rembrandt.
Rembrandt reassured Reina with a crooked smile.
“Prince Kyle is watching too. It looks like I made the wife of Sir Arthur cry. There won’t be any trouble, so please stop crying.”
“Thank you…”
“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. It was a serious matter to you… but honestly, I didn’t take it that way. To be frank, I found it amusing. I’m truly sorry.”
Rembrandt apologized sincerely.
“My offer to help is also sincere. Are you in trouble? With the Count and Countess? Or perhaps Sir Arthur…”
Rembrandt carefully watched her eyes as he asked.
“Is someone causing you trouble?”
“……”
Reina only shook her head without saying anything.
Her face that could only smile weakly without speaking was pitiful.
“Did you always know? How did you know?”
She hesitated before asking that.
Rembrandt laughed quietly.
“Is that important right now?”
Reina sniffled loudly.
“That way I won’t get caught next time…”
She added, as if whispering, that she didn’t know if others would be as understanding if they found out…
Rembrandt sighed, feeling sorry for her.
“Others may not know… but I am an artist. I have a keen eye for these things. I had already seen you once before.”
And then, with sincere intentions to help Reina, he added.
“Who knows? I’m asking because I want to know in order to help you. Just in case you need it.”
“……”
Reina was unable to say anything.
There was still a lack of trust, and maybe it was because she was afraid to get involved as an accomplice if she spoke out.
Kevrant understood her feelings and gave a brief nod.
“Understood. You don’t have to say anything. For now, we probably can’t delay for too long. Uh… instead, can I come to help and hear your story later? If you wish the Duke and Duchess not to know, it will be difficult to use the portrait as an excuse. Something else.”
“……”
Marina just nodded her head silently.
Finally, Kevrant let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Marina.
“Alright. Then we’ll talk again later. Have you calmed down now?”
“Yes. …Thank you.”
Kevrant looked at Marina and slightly frowned, smiling as if he felt sorry for her.
“……What to do? I have to go back. Your eyes are red. It’s clear you’ve been crying. What should I say to explain it?”
[This is the time separator]“Arthur.”
The Crown Prince firmly grabbed Arthur’s arm.
“Stop it.”
“……”
The Crown Prince spoke forcefully again.
“You’re hurting. Stop it. It’s going to get worse.”
“……”
His gaze was forceful but filled with sincere concern.
“You shouldn’t use that for too long. You know that.”
“……”
Arthur withdrew his power.
Feeling the change in the air, the Crown Prince sighed with a frown.
He stared at Arthur as if he couldn’t understand him at all.
“……I’ll ask Kevrant what he talked about with your wife. He’s not one to mess around. Why are you so sensitive? Are you worried that my cousin might have had an affair with your wife?”
“……”
Arthur’s face was impassive, but his expression was stern.
The Crown Prince gave a short derisive laugh.
“I wonder if it’s love or jealousy. Even though it was a marriage of convenience, it seems you are deeply in love.”
“……”
Arthur put out his cigar in the ashtray and spoke.
“You don’t need to ask.”
“……”
“I appreciate the sentiment.”
His manner was very formal.
“……”
Prince Kyle, who had been silently watching Arthur, called him.
“Arthur.”
“Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
“Don’t rely too much on your power.”
“Yes. If it’s about the eyes, I will take care of it myself.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
The Crown Prince paused for a moment before continuing.
“I said, ‘Don’t rely on your power.’ You, because you have this power, you don’t trust people and keep testing them.”
“……”
Arthur’s face remained composed throughout.
But it was also rigidly composed.
Kyle continued.
“If you didn’t want to send her, you didn’t have to. Even if she is my wife, here, in front of my eyes, you could have said to talk. Why did you send her?”
“……”
“Did you send her on purpose to see how it goes, to hear what they would talk about?”
Arthur, who had been silent, quietly opened and closed his eyes.
“Kyle.”
“Yes.”
Arthur, with his always cold, grey eyes, looked at the Crown Prince.
“Do you think you know everything about me just because you know about my power?”
“……”
The Crown Prince quietly watched him, then sighed and turned his gaze away, raising his hand as if to say, ‘do whatever you want’.
Arthur, with his cold eyes, took out a new cigar and stared at its end.
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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