“Worried that I’d be startled by your voice, so you refrained from speaking, Your Grace? You must be a person with a warm heart.”

Gasp, someone inhaled as if moved. It was Sir Daniel, the knight serving the Duke. His face, previously disappointed by Caitlin’s rudeness, now looked at me with admiration.

‘To be honest, I’m not surprised because I know he’s the male protagonist.’

The original novel had no particular description of the male lead’s voice being unpleasant. Then, this voice must be deliberately altered. He’s wearing a mask, might as well be thorough.

After all, male protagonists, except in special cases, are always handsome.

What I should be worried about right now is not Darius’s feelings towards me, not the preference for his voice.

“Lady Annette is more open-minded than I thought. I am impressed by your tolerance.”

‘Hmm.’

Is his statement a genuine compliment, or is he being sarcastic, telling me not to play tricks?

Unlike Sir Daniel, who wears his emotions on his face, the feelings of Darius, hidden behind the silver mask, remain a mystery.

“To show you more of my tolerance, I’d like to invite you for tea after dinner. It’s through conversation that we get to know each other.”

“If time permits, I will do so.”

‘He’s not going to come, is he? What business could he have at a place that’s not his home. Tsk.’

The conversation this evening was mainly led by Duke Forshee and his wife. Daniel, speaking on behalf of the Duke, and I changed the atmosphere from time to time with our appropriate responses.

The Duke, wearing a silver mask, sat quietly at the dinner table without saying a word, yet his presence was undeniable.

‘He seems more like the master of this place than Duke Forshee, the actual host.’

Daniel thought fondly of his lord alone. And what about the lady who will become his lord’s wife?

Today, Annette was as charming in her wit as she was lovely in appearance.

According to investigations, the eldest daughter of the Forshee family, having grown up under a stepmother, was so timid and shy as to be cringing, but none of that was visible today.
Annette led the conversation with witty responses that were neither too much nor too little.

While Daniel quite liked Annette’s demeanor, there’s always someone who gets irrationally angry when they like someone.

“Behaving as if her fiancé is someone important! Normally she can’t even raise her head properly, but why is she acting so boldly today!”

Usually, at the Forshee family’s dinner parties, it was Caitlin’s role to monopolize the guests’ attention.

Caitlin was a beautiful girl with curly red hair and green eyes, Annette’s half-sister.

Annette was just there to fill a seat, her plain appearance serving to highlight Caitlin’s charm. But today was the opposite.

Today, for some reason, Annette, who was stealing everyone’s attention, left even Caitlin speechless. It was only after the dinner that Caitlin came to her senses.

“Hmph! Getting married to a gloomy Duke who doesn’t even show his face properly and doesn’t speak a word, what’s there to be proud of.”

It was while Caitlin was grumbling. Caitlin’s personal maid whispered something in her ear.

“Miss Caitlin, actually, Miss Annette has…….”

“What?”

Caitlin’s eyes widened like lanterns. Soon, her face flushed red, and she clicked her tongue in triumph.

“That’s not even funny. The sister trying to covet the younger sister’s belongings?”

Caitlin found the perfect excuse to complain about Annette, something she was not pleased with.

“Take off that dress, right now.”

Bang!

Caitlin burst into the room, looking at me with contempt. I had just finished dinner and was about to change out of my uncomfortable dress into regular clothes.

“How shameful! What are you doing? Are you a beggar, sister? Don’t you have anything to wear, so you steal my clothes?”

Still in my muslin undergarments, I looked at the nanny. The nanny, feeling guilty, avoided my gaze.

〈Quickly bring Miss Caitlin’s dress.〉

I recalled the earlier conversation and quickly grasped the situation.

‘Why didn’t you just bring a dress from our stepmother?’

If they were going to blame me anyway.

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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