The Duchess of Roger halted her steps.
“Elina.”
And slowly turned towards Elina.
“We’ve already put an end to that matter and agreed not to mention it anymore.”
“Ah. Yes…”
“Your gemstone’s disappearance has already been confirmed to be the act of a servant who was expelled from the mansion. Are you still holding onto that?”
Elina, startled, opened her eyes wide.
“No, of course not. I’ve already forgotten all about it.”
Watching Elina respond with a shake of her head, the Duchess nodded.
“Remember, there’s no need to bring it up again and tarnish our reputation.”
Her voice, which was usually soft, was unusually stern.
Looking at the flustered Elina, the Duchess of Roger slowly opened her mouth.
“Do not forget that the marriage between Cedric and Lamein is more important to our family than anything else.”
A royal decree for marriage.
Her words expressed a strong will that no interference should be allowed in it.
“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind.”
Elina, who had managed to erase her flustered expression, answered in her usual gentle voice.
“Good. Let’s continue our walk.”
Just as she was about to resume her steps.
“Madam, Miss Elina. Good day.”
Roberdo, who was passing by, stopped and bowed to greet them.
“Roberdo. I was just about to ask you something. Good timing.”
The Duchess of Roger took a step towards Roberdo.
“Yes, what is it?”
“What’s that strange hat Kinder is wearing? I saw several gardeners wearing it on the way here.”
The Duchess pointed at Kinder, who was up a ladder trimming a tree in the distance.
“I asked a little while ago, and they said it’s a hat that the young lady gifted them.”
“Lamein?”
“Yes. She said she gifted it to them because they were getting sunburned from the sun while working.”
Hmmm. The Duchess of Roger, who murmured softly, was looking at the strange thing that was neither a parasol nor a hat, that Kinder had put on his head.
With slightly knitted eyebrows, the Duchess was inspecting Kinder.
“Shall I tell him not to wear it?”
Roberdo quickly asked, thinking it might not be to her liking.
“Why?”
She asked, tilting her head slightly.
“Pardon?”
“Why should I tell him not to wear a gift from Lamein, who was concerned for the servants?”
“Ah. No, it’s not like that.”
Looking at the slightly flustered Roberdo, the Duchess of Roger gave a faint smile.
“Lamein’s concern for the servants is quite warm.”
“Yes, the gardeners are grateful as well.”
“Just let them wear those strange hats. I’ll explain it well to my husband.”
“Yes, Madam, I understand.”
The Duchess of Roger, who had been nodding her head slowly, resumed her steps.
Roberdo, who was bowing politely, watched the Duchess of Roger and Elina slowly fade away.
‘Why does Miss Elina look so upset?’
Is it just a feeling?
The expression and atmosphere were quite different from usual.
‘Is something wrong?’
After briefly observing Elina, Roberdo turned around and resumed his own path.
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“Jane, are you still not done?”
“Yes, Madam, it’s almost over.”
Lamein, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, narrowed her eyes as she looked at Jane, who was grooming her hair, in the mirror.
‘Why are they making such a fuss over a simple union?’
As soon as she came out of the bath, the servants swarmed her and made her lie down on something like a massage bed.
And they applied and sprayed something on her body so much that she almost yelled at them to stop touching her.
But that was not the end.
“Is it really over?”
“Yes, ma’am. It’s all over.”
“What do you keep saying is over?”
She seemed out of her mind, lifting and dropping her blonde hair that fell to her waist, as if gilding each strand.
“It really is over.”
Just a little further and we’ll be at the peak of the mountain.
She looked at her servant, who was worse than the lying old man she met while hiking, with eyes of abandonment.
“It’s over, ma’am.”
Lamein, who almost dozed off, opened her eyes wide.
“Do you like it?”
For the first time in a long time, Lamein, who was released from the vanity, stood in front of a fulllength mirror.
‘Ah, the power of maintenance is indeed amazing.’
Lamein admired for a moment.
The delicately embroidered white nightgown was less shining than her own fair skin.
Her hair, carefully groomed by Jane, shone so brilliantly.
She spat out a hollow laugh into her smile, absorbed in her beautiful appearance.
‘But what’s the point of this? I’m just going to sleep soundly anyway.’
She removed her gaze from the beautiful woman in the mirror, who would visit her husband’s room as if visiting a guesthouse room.
“I’ll take you to the count’s room.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
Lamein, who obediently followed Jane with her robe over her nightgown, arrived in front of Cedric’s room. Roberto slowly opened the door with a knock.
“The lady has arrived.”
At Roberto’s words, Cedric, who was sitting at a table with wine, turned his head.
“I’ll step back.”
Cedric raised his hand lightly to Roberto, who said he would leave the front of this room for the night.
Thump.
Behind the dull sound of the heavy door closing.
Cedric’s thin sound of filling the wine glass filled the silent room.
Cedric, who halffilled the wine glass, looked at Lamein.
“Make yourself at home.”
At her husband’s words signaling free time, Lamein nodded and took off her robe.
At that moment, Cedric’s gaze that was tilting the wine glass grazed her and fell.
‘Ah, I came emptyhanded.’
She had completely forgotten to bring a book due to her elaborate dressing.
‘What do I do now?’
Lamein looked around Cedric’s room leisurely while standing.
It’s still early to sleep.
Her violet eyes, which had gone around the room once, landed on Cedric, who started filling the wine glass again.
She put down her robe and approached the table where he was sitting.
And she sat down in front of him, who was looking at her while putting down the wine bottle.
“Give me a glass too.”
Lamein raised an empty wine glass that was in front of her in the air.
“Do you mean you want to drink wine?”
Do you have soju or beer?
I like messing up.
Lamein, who was about to tell her taste of alcohol, gently lifted her lips.
“Can’t I drink?”
“I’m asking because you’ve never drunk before.”
When she looked at him as if to say, ‘Why this good thing?’
“Of course, there’s no way it can’t be.”
Cedric, who looked surprised, filled her wine glass that she was holding.
Until then, Lamein didn’t know.
Why Lamein hadn’t drunk wine all this time, that is.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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