When Peter heard that Anette wanted to leave from Simoren, the first emotion that came to him was, oddly enough, resentment.
He had thought that he would do anything to obtain information about Rowell, and this strong resentment was as amusing as it was intense.
“Anette wants to leave?”
As he imagined Anette leading a normal life away from his side, his stomach twisted as if it had been gutted.
This had nothing to do with Anette’s goodness. It was about the topic that had stirred up memories of Rowell’s face, a topic unrelated to him. Living a life unrelated to him?
Even if she were someone else who simply approached him like other women, he might not have felt this way.
But Anette couldn’t be like that. At least, she couldn’t have Rowell’s face, and so she couldn’t.
In Rowell’s world, she had to exist. Just as Rowell existed as a part of him, she had to as well.
Even if Rowell and Anette were different people, the idea of living a life unrelated to him seemed fundamentally flawed.
Whether Anette came here of her own accord or not, everything had been decided that night.
Anette Martinec was his doll and his Rowell.
But now, his doll was leaving him. It was absurd.
However, on the other hand, there was also a desire to let Anette go if she truly wanted to leave.
If Anette had given such an answer in front of him, he would have made the right decision without digging into his desires.
But no one said that his desires were wrong. Anette had chosen to be by his side, and Peter was engulfed in satisfaction at that moment.
It was a similar kind of emotion to the day when Rowell had first held his hand, an emotion akin to what he had encountered in the warmth of another when he had chosen to be alone.
He had already reached his limit, and he no longer knew how to fend off the temptation before him.
Peter pulled Anette into his arms. He could feel his impure emotions subsiding, and he kissed her.
As their lips met, Anette closed her eyes. In truth, Rowell had never closed her eyes when she kissed Peter.
But Peter had always stared intently at the person he was kissing. At this moment, he could watch the person he was kissing without any reservations.
However, his gaze turned elsewhere this time. It fell on a shadow lurking beyond a pillar.
Though she hid herself, Peter could see Anette’s emerald green hair swaying outside the pillar.
And those green eyes that secretly watched them.
Kleih’s legs had gone completely stiff since the moment he spotted the two people in front of the building. In fact, Kleih had plenty of opportunities to step forward.
It wasn’t because of Anette’s presence. It was because of his fear of the emperor and his instinctual aversion.
‘How can I get in there?’
Even staying a little distance from here, he felt as if his magic was nullifying the emperor’s magic. Being this close, he was afraid to even reach out. It felt as if even the air he was inhaling was hiding a razor blade. If he got any closer to the emperor, he would feel as if a knife were being held to his throat.
However, Anette approached the emperor as if she wasn’t the least bit afraid. How could she possibly do that?
How…?
In her dazed mind, a voice from the past resurfaced.
The day she shyly confessed her desire to protect the emperor. The emperor had coldly mocked her feelings.
“You want to protect me? You’re the first to talk about such things when you’re even a little scared.”
“Isn’t that true? Why would I withdraw if I’ve resolved to protect Your Majesty?”
“Is that so? That’s what you say.”
The emperor chuckled as if it were ridiculous, then suddenly released his magic. The moment Kleih felt the magic strangling his throat, he involuntarily took a step back. He had no way of enduring that moment. And when he realized it…
“Now that I know your intentions, I hope you realize how empty and foolish your words are.”
The cold gaze of the emperor, who he saw for the first time, was directed at him.
After that, the emperor treated Kleih as if he didn’t exist. Kleih felt a mix of hurt, but when he remembered that day, he found himself speechless. But at the same time, it was inevitable.
‘How can I endure that? No one can.’
When he recalled that time, only two things consumed his mind: survival instinct and aversion.
Even Kleih, who could manipulate magic, believed that others would react the same way. He took comfort in that belief.
At least until he saw Anette approaching the emperor without hesitation.
During the moment when Kleih absentmindedly stared at the scene, the emperor’s gaze was precisely on her.
“……!”
The cold gaze that always followed her wasn’t much different this time. If anything, it even revealed open hostility. Kleih backed away, feeling helpless at the sight. She had accompanied the emperor for much longer than him, yet she looked as if she were an uninvited guest at this moment.
Eventually, Kleih couldn’t hold back his tears as the emperor’s magic was nearly imperceptible.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
