Count Hessen, Lowell’s father, sincerely loved his youngest daughter who was born late in his life. To save her, he searched far and wide for miraculous herbs and renowned doctors, and for his daughter who couldn’t play outside due to her frail body, he built a massive glass greenhouse.
Despite advice to reduce the scale due to the enormous cost of such a greenhouse, Count Hessen was adamant.
“My daughter’s world, at an age when she should be learning about the vast world, is confined to a single room. Could I, as her father, fail to even show her a world as big as this?”
The reason Count Hessen wanted to build such a large greenhouse was surprisingly simple. He wished for Lowell to roam in a slightly larger space. It was a love that could be described as blind and, in some ways, foolish, like most parental love.
Thus, Lowell always spent her time in the greenhouse. She did so before Peter came, and after his arrival, they played various games together in the greenhouse.
Lowell was content, even though her parents didn’t visit her often.
She had Peter, and the ground she stood on was proof enough of her parents’ love.
And that proof burned down with the Hessen mansion fire.
‘I had forgotten about it until now…’
Lowell walked aimlessly into the garden. The warm air, unlike the cold outside, was strangely familiar. Like a fish that had forgotten how to swim, Lowell submerged in her past within this space that held her memories intact.
‘The tea table, the fence, everything’s the same.’
The only change was Lowell’s height. She was now an adult, and the furniture in the greenhouse was sized for a child. The chairs and tables that seemed just right when she was young, the fence that once felt too high, now appeared too small.
Yet, even that felt unbearably dear to her.
[Wow, Anna, the newly planted flower has bloomed!] [Don’t run, Miss! What if you collapse again?] [It’s okay this time. Let her be. Be careful, my child.]Memories faded over ten years returned vividly. The nanny who always offered afternoon tea, her father who would carry her away when she fell asleep while playing, her mother who watched from afar without entering the greenhouse, her brothers who crafted crowns, rings, and bracelets out of flowers…
[Roses suit you best, Lowell.]…And always with her, Peter.
The Hessen mansion’s greenhouse originally housed a variety of flowers. Thanks to the constantly warm environment, anything could be planted. However, after hearing Peter’s comment, Lowell stubbornly insisted on filling the greenhouse with colorful roses.
Mostly, it was red. There were pink and white roses too, but Lowell preferred red roses. Peter liked red roses.
She would get a bunch of thornless roses from the gardener and, using the methods taught by her brothers, make a garland to adorn Peter’s head. It was Lowell’s little joy.
Peter’s hair was bright gold, and the vivid, stark red complemented him perfectly.
Lowell would then gaze at him with twinkling eyes.
Peter, in reality, was a pretty boy who could even pass in women’s clothes. And since there was no one in the Hessen mansion who could counter the youngest lady’s stubbornness, Lowell always enjoyed dressing up Peter as she pleased.
[“Try this on too! And this one! Oh, do you want to try on these shoes?”] [“…Okay.”]Peter was the only one who could have discouraged Lowell, but he always meekly nodded to her wishes. In truth, he was content as long as Lowell was happy.
Their intense dress-up sessions always led to the servants’ dismay.
[“Miss! How can you waste so many roses! The clothes are torn from the branches, and you’ve even used the lady’s cosmetics…”] [“Ahaha, it’s fun!”] [“Fun? My goodness, when will all this be cleaned up? If the master or the lady find out, you’ll surely be in big trouble. You better be prepared.”]The nanny’s worried words proved accurate. That day, Lowell was unusually scolded severely by her father. But being scolded wasn’t much of a concern for her, as she had Peter by her side.
[“It was my idea. I urged her because it seemed to make Lowell happy. Please don’t scold Lowell.”]Since Count Hessen rarely got angry, perhaps that day should have ended with Lowell crying herself to sleep, but thanks to Peter’s intervention, it didn’t happen.
Whenever Peter spoke up, Count Hessen could not properly scold Lowell and would just sigh.
[“Sigh… Don’t do this again, Lowell.”] [“Yes, I’m sorry, Father.”]Pretending to be remorseful, Lowell bowed her head and whispered. As Count Hessen left, shaking his head, a mischievous smile appeared on Lowell’s lips.
She was delighted for not being severely scolded by her father and joyfully hugged Peter.
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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