“There’s a rumor that there’s a problem between you and Lamein….”
“Rumors?”
“It seems you haven’t heard it yet.”
“Yes. This is the first time I’ve heard about it.”
“Heh. You’re not too uninterested in your marital affairs?”
Cedric, who gently lifted his eyelids, slowly opened his mouth.
“What does it matter to me? I know more than anyone else about what’s going on between us.”
“Ah. Well, that’s true.”
“But then, did you rush here in one step, your grace?”
Is there such a thing?
Cedric’s eyelids twitched slightly as he spat out a trembling voice as if asking.
“Isn’t that obvious? Who would step up if it involved my daughter?”
“Of course. But….”
Cedric, who blurred the end of his sentence, gently lifted his chin.
The man in front of her opened his mouth slowly, showing off his sleek jawline like a veil.
“People who lie in warm beds without any worries and eat warm food are said to be like that.”
This time, Lamein’s eyes twitched.
Because he used exactly the words she had thrown in the room a little while ago.
“Cedric. What does that mean?”
Heter’s slightly irritated pupils met Cedric’s straight.
“It means that carefree nobles are interested in other people’s affairs.”
“……”
“And it doesn’t end with interest, the words they create give birth to countless rumors, and in the end, it becomes a mess like now.”
Heter’s deepened pupils found their color.
“Do you mean the story I heard is ridiculous rumor?”
“What else did you hope for?”
Lamein looked deeply at Cedric with her slightly lifted pupils.
He was still smiling leisurely, but did it feel like hostility was coming from behind that smile?
‘Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.’
It wasn’t so bad to see her husband being wary of a man who called her trash.
And she even wanted to praise him for appearing at just the right timing.
“Hahaha. Count Roger, you’re as usual.”
Heter’s hearty laughter filled the reception room.
“I’ll take it as a compliment.”
“Of course, it’s a compliment.”
“Thank you.”
“Thanks to you, my worry about whether my daughter might be having a hard time has completely disappeared.”
Heter, pretending to be a caring father, looked at Lamein.
‘This son of a bitch is really……’
At that moment, when her temper was on the rise due to his absurd act,
“Can I ask you a favor then, Duke?”
Cedric uttered a quiet voice.
“A favor? What kind of favor?”
Heter nodded his head as if to say, go ahead with a generous smile.
“Please contact me in advance before you visit here in the future.”
“……What?”
“As you know, in a situation where the parents have left the mansion, I was having a quiet time with Lamein.”
What is he trying to say?
Lamein glanced at Cedric.
“I wasn’t very happy with the unexpected visit.”
Heter’s face gradually hardened as he looked at the man who was being treated as an intruder with a polite voice.
“Unless you’re so disgusted with me that you run here at once with an unconfirmed rumor.”
Heter closed his mouth tightly, which had been slightly open as if he was speechless.
‘This guy really says what he has to say?’
Lamein looked at the two men who were staring at each other without a gap.
“Don’t misunderstand. I don’t despise you. As a father worried about his daughter, I just came here wanting to see my daughter’s face.”
The man, who had thrown out such an unbelievable statement, looked at Lamein with a foolish smile reserved for his daughter.
“So, I am disturbing you. Then I will retreat.”
“If you do that, I would be grateful. I can spend a quiet time with my daughter after a long time.”
What?
… Excuse me? Wait a minute.
“Madam, I hope you spend a good time with your father after a long time.”
Are you leaving me alone with this man?
‘Don’t go. Don’t go!’
He might hit me!
She shot a desperate glance at her husband, who was quietly watching. But.
“I’ll retreat for now.”
The man, who had perfectly ignored her gaze, lightly turned his body.
At that moment, the black pupils of Heter fell straight down as if they would pierce her.
Thump. Thump.
The heavy footsteps of her husband resounded leisurely in the reception room.
‘It’s absolutely not good to leave us alone like this!’
The back of her husband receding mercilessly.
Lamein, who had become desperate, opened her mouth wide. But.
‘Ah… Wait a minute. The name is…?’
Whether she was flustered and her head turned blank, she suddenly couldn’t remember the name of the retreating man.
As she turned her flustered gaze, the lips of the man called father curl up in an unsightly manner.
Damn…
She quickly plugged her desperate gaze into the back of her husband’s head.
“Excuse me… Se… Se…”
Unable to yell out, “Sae Ki Ya, don’t go!”
Damn. I don’t know!!
“Honey!!”
The moment she spat out any words that came to mind through her wideopen lips.
“…!”
As if struck by thunder, Cedric shuddered his shoulders and stopped in his tracks.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
