The Villainess Doesn't Want Love (20 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 4
The afternoon when the banquet began.
An extravagant dinner feast unfolded in the dining hall of the ducal mansion.
Rare flowering plants, difficult to obtain in the North, were placed throughout the room, and luxurious ruffled fabrics and curtains in rich hues layered the ceiling and window frames.
On the dining tables adorned with delicate silks and fine fabrics rested antique candlesticks and ornaments.
Unlike the biting cold outside, the lavishly decorated banquet hall was filled with warm, pleasant heat.
It was a rare occasion where noble young ladies of the North gathered all in one place.
Even before the official event began, the hall was already packed with nobles.
Of course, amid the crowd, the young ladies seemed to be competing, each showcasing her own splendor.
They wore hats embellished with flowers and feathers, dresses wrapped in lace with intricate patterns, and flaunted their beauty with dazzling, expensive jewelry in vibrant colors.
The noble young masters, too, subtly displayed their wealth through elegant tailored suits and accessories like belts and shoes crafted from the tough, supple hide of high-grade magical beasts.
The banquet hall resembled nothing less than a gathering of peacocks in full courtship display.
Among them, the most striking was undoubtedly Princess Caroline.
“Your Highness, you are as breathtakingly beautiful as ever today.”
“You are always so lovely—no one in the Empire could ever rival your beauty.”
“Oh my! Those earrings you’re wearing—are those not the finest rubies from Lephia Island?”
“Goodness! Such exquisite craftsmanship and pure clarity—truly, dazzling gems suit you perfectly, Your Highness.”
Caroline smiled gracefully in response to the young ladies’ praise and admiration.
“These are trivial things, yet you lavish such compliments—I hardly know where to look.”
Once the formal pleasantries ended, someone tactless suddenly asked,
“But when will Her Grace the Duchess arrive?”
As the topic shifted to the Duchess, Caroline’s eyes grew icy for just a moment.
Yet she did not lose her smile.
“I’m not certain. It seems she’s taking great care with her preparations.”
“Oh dear! I heard she missed the last tea party too—surely she won’t be absent again?”
“I’m truly curious about her, yet it seems so difficult to actually meet her.”
“What kind of person is Her Grace the Duchess?”
Caroline grew visibly displeased with the continued inquiries about the Duchess,
but she skillfully maintained her smile and replied,
“I wouldn’t know. I rarely get to see her myself.”
“Since she’s from the capital, adjusting to life in the North must be quite challenging.”
“Indeed, everything—the environment and the people—must be vastly different from what she’s used to; it can’t be easy to adapt.”
“That’s exactly it. You, Princess Caroline, must be helping her a great deal.”
“What help could I possibly offer? At most, I might offer a word or two of advice now and then.”
The longer the conversation about the Duchess continued, the colder Caroline’s smile became.
Keen observers, sensing her discomfort, subtly intervened.
“To be late on a day like this… it may be rude of me to say so, but Her Grace truly lacks propriety.”
“It’s entirely my fault. I should have paid closer attention and taken better care of her.”
Caroline seized the opportunity and spoke as if she’d been waiting for this moment.
“How could this possibly be your fault, Your Highness?”
“Of course not! Preparing for this banquet alone must have occupied all your attention. Even if she’s in unfamiliar surroundings, you can’t be expected to manage every detail on such an occasion.”
Caroline sighed with a look of gentle concern.
“Still, I worry about the Duchess. What if the Northern nobles misinterpret her absence as disrespect?”
Feigning sincere concern, she prompted those nearby to defend her and praise her noble character.
“Truly, how can someone be so beautiful inside and out?”
“Her Grace the Duchess ought to recognize all the effort you’ve made, Your Highness.”
As the mood naturally turned against Karina, Caroline relaxed.
“Effort? Please, don’t say such things.”
Caroline smiled inwardly.
‘If you have something to say, come say it yourself. Today, I’ll make sure you’re thoroughly humiliated.’
Just imagining the entertaining scene soon to unfold made it even harder to suppress her smile.
At that moment, a commotion arose at the entrance of the banquet hall.
Jeremiah had arrived.
The moment the Duke appeared, the previously noisy banquet hall instantly fell silent.
Although there was no grand announcement, everyone who saw him bowed respectfully and deeply.
“How can anyone be so handsome?”
“Heavens! He looks even more dashing than at the last banquet!”
Excited whispers from young ladies stealing glances at Jeremiah came from one corner of the hall.
He drew attention not only from them—
female gazes flew toward him from every direction.
Jeremiah wore a tasteful, muted-toned suit, perfectly tailored to his frame.
Its clean, understated elegance complemented his refined features beautifully.
Even the casual gesture of adjusting his cufflinks with one hand appeared sophisticated and captivating.
After exchanging brief, polite nods with a few guests, Jeremiah quickly scanned the room and walked directly toward Caroline.
“Sister.”
His smooth, rich baritone filled the space.
“Welcome, Your Grace.”
Since this was a public setting, Caroline raised her tone formally.
Standing subtly beside him, she appeared like a triumphant victor proudly holding her trophy.
The surrounding young ladies stared at her with envious eyes.
For her, this was simply an ordinary occurrence—but today, things were different.
“Where is the Duchess?”
“…….”
Caroline’s brow furrowed slightly at Jeremiah’s immediate inquiry for Karina upon entering the banquet.
But she quickly changed her expression and whispered softly, so only he could hear,
“Karina hasn’t arrived yet.”
At her words, Jeremiah frowned.
“You know how ladies from the capital can be a bit slow. I’ll go fetch her—don’t worry.”
“…….”
Receiving no reply from him, Caroline smoothly changed the subject and casually asked,
“Come to think of it, didn’t someone from Count Dax’s household visit recently? About the leather trade—I heard it sounded like a rather promising venture?”
“I’ve decided to cancel that contract.”
Caroline’s face hardened instantly at his reply.
She had secretly invested considerable influence into Count Dax’s leather business.
“Cancel it? Why?”
“I investigated the company named in the contract—they don’t even have a legitimate operation. No track record, and terrible credit.”
Forcing a strained smile, Caroline tried to soothe him.
“A house like Count Dax’s? Surely they wouldn’t be that disreputable. They’re dealing with the House of Colesburg, after all—anyone in their right mind would do things properly, wouldn’t they?”
“If a business is truly reputable, it wouldn’t matter who they’re dealing with—they wouldn’t run things poorly.”
“But still…”
“If it’s about Count Dax’s matter, I’d rather not discuss it further.”
At Jeremiah’s cold, decisive dismissal, Caroline bit her lip in frustration.
He had outright rejected her proposal, fully aware it was her initiative.
But even more humiliating was his behavior throughout their conversation—he kept glancing toward the entrance, as though ignoring her.
It made her feel utterly dismissed and ruined her mood.
“…She’s finally arrived.”
His stern expression softened slightly as his low voice trailed off.
A murmur rippled through the dining hall as people noticed the Duchess’s arrival.
“Oh my—just how elaborate can one’s attire be to take this long?”
Caroline feigned ignorance, her mocking tone restoring her earlier smile.
Of course, Karina must have dressed extravagantly—she’d even sent someone specifically to help her with that.
‘She must have tried so hard to look beautiful, even if it might bring her shame.’
Just imagining Karina’s embarrassment already lifted Caroline’s spirits.
As expected, Jeremiah’s voice carried clear confusion as he saw Karina.
“Why is she dressed like that?”
“What? Did she wear something strange?”
‘Of course she did.’
Every outfit Caroline had given her through the merchant was overly gaudy.
No matter which one Karina chose, she would have drawn scandalous remarks.
And if she’d also piled on excessively lavish jewelry, the sight would have been truly laughable.
Caroline had assumed Karina, believing such absurd attire and excessive finery to be Northern tradition, would be utterly ridiculous—
so much so that she nearly laughed out loud just thinking about it.
But her smile crumbled instantly at Jeremiah’s next words.
“Why is she dressed so plainly?”
“Plainly…?”
That couldn’t be.
Frowning, Caroline focused on Karina as she emerged from the crowd.
“……!”
She was utterly stunned by Karina’s appearance.
Karina should have been wrapped head to toe in flamboyant finery.
Yet as she entered the hall, she wore a simple, nearly unadorned white dress.
‘What on earth is going on?’
Completely thrown by this unexpected turn, Caroline was deeply flustered.
Meanwhile, Jeremiah walked straight toward Karina.
“…Why are you dressed like that?”
An undercurrent of mild irritation tinged his voice.
This was a formal occasion—
and she was the Duchess, after all.
Yet her outfit hardly differed from everyday wear.
“I suppose I did come dressed rather plainly?”
Karina replied with a bright smile.
“I had my reasons.”
“I’d like to hear those reasons.”
Jeremiah responded curtly.
At that moment, Caroline stepped between them.
“What on earth could those reasons be? I even sent someone suitable ahead of time, worried something like this might happen…”
Though her words were meant to needle, Karina simply gave an innocent smile as if she understood nothing.
“Princess, thank you so much for your thoughtful consideration. Sending me dresses and jewelry—your kindness truly moved me.”
Caroline was caught off guard by Karina’s unexpected statement.
She hadn’t expected Karina to so openly declare that the dresses were her doing.
But thinking quickly, Caroline instantly changed her expression and offered a sweet smile.
“…Oh, don’t mention it.”
Karina gave Caroline a meaningful look, then turned to survey the assembled nobles.
“You have no idea how kind Princess Caroline is—she even sent a merchant specially to help me, since I’m unfamiliar with Northern customs.”
Her voice wasn’t quiet—she clearly intended for everyone in the hall to hear.
“I felt so joyful that I thought I’d love to share this happiness with all of you. So…”
She turned toward a servant standing by the dining hall entrance and continued,
“Bring them in.”
Servants filed into the hall carrying mannequins dressed in elaborate gowns.
And right behind them entered the merchant Abdul, accompanied by knights.
“……?”
Seeing Abdul practically dragged in, Caroline realized something had gone terribly wrong.
‘What happened?’
According to plan, Karina should have worn one of those outfits and appeared before everyone—
then been thoroughly humiliated in front of the entire gathering.
Yet instead of Karina, it was the mannequins wearing the outfits meant for her.
Karina continued,
“I’d like to gift these dresses to all of you. They were specially designed to reflect Northern culture—I hope you’ll each choose one you like.”
“……!”
Caroline’s face froze solid.
In fact, since the moment the mannequins appeared, the nobles had been exchanging bewildered whispers—
because every outfit looked garish and bizarre.
“How could anyone recommend such clothing to Her Grace the Duchess? What was that merchant thinking?”
“Where’s the ‘Northern style’ in that?”
“Look at that dress—it’s like a chameleon!”
“Just imagining wearing such grotesque gowns is horrifying.”
“I wouldn’t wear them even if paid.”
The murmurs grew louder.
“…….”
Jeremiah, too, glanced at the dresses. Even to his untrained eye, they looked strange and absurd.
But more troubling to him was the fact that the dignity of the ducal house was becoming a laughingstock.
He fixed his gaze on Karina and demanded,
“What exactly is the meaning of this?”
“What do you mean?”
Karina asked calmly.
“I simply wanted to express my gratitude to all the nobles attending tonight by offering them gifts.”
“Don’t you realize this is bringing shame upon the ducal house?”
“Not at all. These dresses were carefully prepared for me by Princess Caroline herself.”
Karina replied with sincere earnestness.
As the atmosphere grew tense, merchant Abdul broke into a cold sweat.
The look Caroline gave him was deeply ominous. If this continued, he feared real disaster awaited him.
She’d said she wanted to see the outfits properly in good lighting—but he never imagined she’d openly display them before all the nobles like this!
Realizing he might be left to shoulder all the blame, a chill ran down his spine.
Ever the quick-witted merchant, Abdul scrambled to deflect the situation.
“G-grotesque? Hahaha! You simply don’t understand—these designs are all the rage in foreign countries like Sahal Kingdom! They may seem unfamiliar now, but you’ll soon grow used to them.”
Abdul forced an exaggerated, boisterous laugh.
“Did you hear that?”
With a satisfied smile, Karina clapped once more and signaled the servants by the door.
“Bring in the rest.”
Soon, servants entered bearing armfuls of jewel cases.
The cases were laid out in a line across the dining tables—where food should have been.
Abdul could only sweat nervously as he watched.
The cases contained necklaces, earrings, bracelets, rings, brooches, hair ornaments—
all kinds of vividly colored gemstones and accessories.
Karina picked up a luminous jade-green necklace and held it up.
“Though olivine is generally considered too soft and fragile to be valued as a gemstone…”
She slowly waved the necklace before her eyes, ensuring both Abdul and the others could see clearly.
“You told me it’s so popular in the North that it’s nearly impossible to find, didn’t you, Abdul?”
“……!”
Abdul gasped in shock at Karina’s words.
“No, that’s—”
Pale and flustered, Abdul stammered helplessly.
Ignoring him, Karina calmly reached for the next jewel case.
This time, it was a hair ornament set with blue gemstones.
“You called these glowing blue stones ‘Blueminus,’ right? You told me they symbolize blessings here in the North.”
“That… that’s—”
As Karina continued, Abdul’s face turned from pale to ashen.
“…Blueminus?”
Jeremiah, who had been watching Karina with his arms crossed, reacted sharply at the word.
“You don’t mean the mana stones from the Ventroum Gorge, do you?”
Blueminus was a mana stone extracted from magical beasts dwelling in Ventroum Gorge.
Normally, Blueminus possessed a vivid blue glow and even emitted light in darkness—
hence, long ago, it had sometimes been crafted into jewelry.
But those who possessed Blueminus often suffered madness or met tragic ends.
Thus, it earned the ominous nickname: “The Curse of Blue Blood.”
People avoided it, believing it brought misfortune—
and the North, frequently attacked by monsters, was even more superstitious about such matters than the capital.
And now someone claimed this cursed stone was considered a symbol of blessing in the North?
“Who’s spreading such nonsense?”
Jeremiah’s icy gaze fell squarely on Abdul, standing at the edge of Karina’s line of sight.
Telling the Duchess such blatant lies as truth was, in effect, an insult to the entire ducal house.
“Huhh!”
Under Jeremiah’s chilling stare, Abdul trembled violently.
“The North truly differs from the capital in so many ways. Thanks to Abdul, I’ve learned a great deal.”
Karina added one final remark, her expression as innocent as a child’s.
These were facts one could only know if familiar with monsters and gems—
secrets the ignorant could never grasp.
In the past, this very ignorance had made her an easy victim of fraud—
and she had been branded as a fool who spent a fortune on worthless trinkets no one would accept even as a gift.
She’d long carried the label “the foolish Duchess” in high society.
But Karina, who had endured that humiliation, had returned from the past.
She was no longer ignorant or naive.
The innocent Duchess was gone—only Karina, who would one day be called a villainess, remained.
“Take him away.”
“W-wait! Please, just let me explain!”
Though Abdul cried out loudly in his defense, the knights obeyed Jeremiah’s order and dragged him off.
In this moment, Karina did not forget Caroline’s presence either.
“Oh dear, why is he being treated like this? Abdul was the person Princess Caroline sent for me, after all.”
“……!”
At Karina’s words, the nobles’ gazes turned toward Caroline.
Feeling their eyes upon her, Caroline flinched, having watched everything in tense silence.
Karina, still wearing an innocent smile, looked straight at her.
At that smile, Caroline felt an inexplicable chill run through her.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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She slowly approached and opened the door.
Keep it close were coming up with ideas on how to get rich 😆
Jeremiah’s well-shaped eyebrows twitched into an uncomfortable angle.
😂 good keep twitching
“I can help you—with the Duchess’s divorce.”
And then get with him.Even though he’s hiding things, he still seems more honest and trustworthy than the duke at this point.
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I love when it’s just them
i’m really hoping for divorce next chapter
why did I unlock all the chapters? I wish I didn’t do that because he’s irritating me.