“It has been confirmed that Duke Heter Calypse had dinner with Duke Preso before he met the lady.”
“Duke Preso?”
“Yes.”
Cedric furrowed his brows slowly.
The Duke Preso that Sylvia mentioned was a rather nosy individual.
He took an unpleasantly keen interest in others’ affairs and it was an everyday occurrence for him to gossip as if he was discussing his own matters.
Cedric didn’t particularly like him and kept his distance.
“So that’s where he heard it.”
He should have known from the time when the Duke approached him at the social gathering a while ago, persistently asking why Lamein did not accompany him.
“And after leaving here, he stopped briefly at the bank and then immediately returned to his residence.”
As Cedric nodded as if he understood, Sylvia opened her mouth again.
“While the lady was visiting the reception room, Lordel went to her room.”
“Lordel? Why?”
“It was confirmed that he left a gift of flowers and left.”
It seemed like a sign of gratitude for what had happened at the restaurant.
“It is said that the lady took a brief nap after returning from the reception room and apart from meal times, she stayed in the library.”
“The library? What was she doing there?”
Cedric’s pupils deepened in color.
“It is said that she read a book, then fell asleep on the book, then woke up and read again.”
“…What?”
“Reading doesn’t seem to be her hobby.”
She delivered this piece of information which didn’t need to be relayed with such seriousness.
“That’s all. It’s over.”
Cedric lifted his wellgroomed eyebrows.
‘One million Seris!’
Lamein’s face, which had fiercely exclaimed that she would not take any less, flashed through his mind.
Cedric’s face, which was thinking of her, sank heavily.
“Sylvia.”
At the quiet call, Sylvia bowed her head slightly in response instead of answering.
“What could be the reason for a noble lady to need money?”
Sylvia’s pupils moved back and forth as if thinking at his serious whisper.
“Because it’s good to have a lot of money.”
“…What?”
“Just as the saying goes, ‘those who have, get more’. Isn’t it possible that despite having money, one might need more?”
Sylvia stared straight at the rich man as she spoke.
Is it just simple greed?
“So why did she not show any signs of needing money before but suddenly started acting like someone who needs money?”
“Maybe she didn’t need money before, but now she does.”
…Is she making a fool out of me?
Clearing his throat, Cedric continued the conversation.
“A woman who asked for divorce first boldly demanded a million Seris as alimony.”
“…One million Seris?”
“What do you think she’s thinking?”
Hmm. Sylvia, with a serious expression, slowly opened her mouth.
“It seems like she thinks her husband is a pushover.”
“…What?”
“Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so confident, would she? Or maybe she thinks her husband is a fool.”
“…”
“Who on earth would just take such an absurd situation?”
Cedric’s eyes, which were crumpled for a moment, wriggled.
That’s harsh. While looking at Sylvia who made that face, Cedric quickly raised his hand in the air.
Click. Click.
And he moved his hand as if beckoning her over.
Sylvia approached quickly, swallowing the gap between them with her unnecessarily agile movement.
Click. Click.
As Cedric moved his hand once more, Sylvia leaned her face closer.
Cedric, who had been looking at her with downcast eyes, brought his mouth to Sylvia’s ear.
And he cracked a small smile.
At Cedric’s words that flowed into her ears, Sylvia tilted her head quizzically.
What did you say? As she looked at him as if asking, Cedric slowly opened his tightly closed lips.
“Me.”
“…Yes?”
“I. I’m that person.”
“I’m sorry, Lord!”
With an apology as quick as her movements, Sylvia quickly took a step back.
Cedric, who had made an effort to calm his expression, glanced away.
“Sylvia. How about doing something about those eyes?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
Gosh… How could this happen?
It seems I was unknowingly looking at him that way.
While looking at Sylvia, who quickly put strength into her eyelids, Cedric slowly opened his mouth.
“Starting from tomorrow, the knights’ training will begin.”
Sylvia blinked slowly.
Because Cedric suddenly changed the topic, she was curious about the truth of the one million Seris, but she could no longer ask.
“So, I plan to spend most of my time in the training ground.”
Underneath the dark night sky, his blue pupils shone brightly.
The training ground of the Cedric Knights was none other than just beyond the mansion walls.
“Always be vigilant while I’m away from the mansion.”
“……”
“And if an unexpected figure like Duke Calypso comes today, report it immediately.”
Despite being in close proximity, Cedric issued firm instructions, seemingly not quite at ease.
“Yes, I understand.”
Sylvia nodded heavily.
“Then, I’ll take my leave.”
Cedric, muffling his footfall, swiftly distanced himself.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]A week passed.
“……”
A warm breeze brushing across her face brought a sense of tranquility.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
