A fool of a father. A thoughtful father… my foot.
His fleeting affection vanished in an instant.
“Do you think I’m a fool because I’ve been quiet?”
A terribly sunken voice gnawed at her ears.
She met the black eyes that changed color in an instant.
“What on earth are you talking about?”
She made a great effort to hide her confusion and tightened her eyelids.
“Do you ask because you don’t know now?”
“I have no idea what you’re saying.”
She really didn’t know anything, so she wondered why this man was behaving like this.
The man, who had been staring at her as if to pierce her face, slowly returned to his position.
“There’s a rumor going around among the nobles that you and Cedric are not on good terms.”
The man’s eyes, who spoke as if it should never happen, sharpened like a sharp knife.
“How did I get here. Do you think I’ll lose everything because of your crap?”
A snide chuckle slipped through his increasingly annoying lips.
“I packed up your useless trashlike life and sent it to the Duke’s house, so you should be worth it.”
…Useless trash.
Lamein clenched her fist for a moment.
‘The description of this man in the original is definitely a lie.’
The man in front of her was not Lamein’s family.
Although their blood might be mixed, at least she wouldn’t have considered the man who called her trash as family.
Even if she didn’t know about Lamein’s past, she had no doubt about this fact.
“You’d better behave properly.”
Heter’s black pupils flashed.
“If you make me come like this again, you’ll have to put your worthless life in front of God.”
It was a blatant threat.
Lamein slowly swallowed the hot breath lingering in her mouth.
‘I really don’t understand anything.’
Although she was angry at the man’s unexpected behavior, she was mostly confused.
“Why can’t you understand?”
His growling voice was quite threatening.
I need to know what to answer. She swallowed the words that had risen to her throat.
In fact, the daughter in front of you is not your daughter, so she can’t say don’t do this.
All she could do was stare straight back with her lips firmly shut.
“But you’ve been like that since you were young. You were the kind of kid who couldn’t understand if you spoke.”
Heter raised his malicious hand into the air, bearing a despicable smile on his lips.
‘What?! Are you going to hit me?!’
Lamein looked at the hand floating in the air with wide eyes.
And she gritted her teeth.
‘Do you think I’m just going to stand there and get hit?!’
Even if she had to be hit, she thought she had to know why.
People who use violence without reason are trash.
Obviously, now that she didn’t know the reason, she didn’t need to just stand there and get hit by this trash.
At that short moment, she clenched the hem of her dress tightly.
Her ankles were revealed under the lifted dress.
‘I’ll kick him right there.’
No matter how skinny she was, there was only one way to subdue a stronger man at once.
It didn’t matter if she was expelled for becoming a bad woman who kicked her father’s vital part before divorce.
‘It’s a dead body anyway. What difference does it make to die twice?’
Rather than resenting the world that brought sorrow at the moment of death.
She would remember this moment of kicking this son of a bitch in front of her eyes and leave.
Just as she was gathering strength at the tip of her toes with a possessed resolution.
Knock, knock.
The sound of a knock followed by the heavy door swinging was heard.
Creak.
In the quiet room, even the slight sound of the door gap being pushed by metal was audible.
Thud. Thud. As the heavy footsteps sounded, the door opened wide.
And in the place where the eyes of the two tense people met.
“Duke Calypso sends his greetings.”
There stood none other than Cedric.
His blue eyes, which had been lowered to be polite, landed on Heter’s hand still raised in the air.
‘Let’s see what happens.’
The moment Lamein moved her gaze from Cedric to Heter.
“You seem to have lost more weight on your already frail body.”
A disgusting hand slowly swept Lamein’s cheek.
Goosebumps rose at the man’s actions, perfectly hiding his previous demeanor.
Her hand, clutching the hem of her dress, twitched.
The urge to immediately shake off his hand flared up, but
“Count. Have you been doing well without any particular events?”
Cedric, who took a step forward, made it impossible for her to do anything.
“Thanks to your grace, I’ve been living peacefully. Have you been doing well in the meantime?”
The two men exchanged conversations in very peaceful voices.
The man who had a nice face as if he never threatened suddenly showed a regretful expression.
“I was doing well. But just……”
Heter, who blurred the end of his sentence, looked at Lamein.
“I heard some unfortunate news.”
Cedric’s gaze, which held a smile that felt no rejection at all, touched Lamein and dropped.
“What do you mean?”
Cedric, who spat out a faint voice, stared straight at Heter, his smile becoming more subtle on his lips.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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