Why had Isabelle come here? Her flushed face seemed somehow angry. Why was she angry? All sorts of thoughts flitted through my mind.

Isabelle, who approached me, looked down at me with a blunt and emotionless expression.

“Mother, Mother…….”

Please say something.

Could it be that she’s acting like this to scold me?

Isabelle had scolded me in a place filled with the gazes of the nobles.

It was because she didn’t like my behavior. That time, when I couldn’t say anything and was only tightly clutching my dress, how much emotion did I have to suppress?

In my last life, and in my previous life.

‘Yoon Boha!’

‘Lise!’

It was a miserable memory.

“Lise.”

Isabelle called my name. Startled by her unusual tone, I couldn’t open my lips.

Instinctively, I checked the object hidden in my skirt. I was nervous about being scolded, but even more so, I was afraid that the item I had just received from Mrs. Fenton might be taken away.

“You seem unusually downcast…….”

“Yes?”

Isabelle passed by me. Her destination was the master, who had stiffened. Just like me, the master was completely taken aback by Isabelle’s appearance, only fidgeting with his hand.

“What’s going on?”

“Isn’t that Mrs. Marsen?”

The guests glanced at Isabelle and the master. Although she loved to gossip, Isabelle did not seem to care about the looks for some reason.

“Master. I received a business card from the maid. I’ve heard the situation too.”

Isabelle presented the business card she received from Bitie. It was that problematic business card with the slightly smudged number 6.

“Yes, Madam. As you know, the number is smudged. Since our shop’s products are expensive, we have to deal with even the smallest problem perfectly.”

“That’s strange. The number is clearly visible enough not to be a problem, even if it is smudged.”

“It may seem like there’s no problem from the outside… but isn’t our shop in pursuit of perfection, Madam.”

“You are too perfect. Later, you might not give the goods if the paper is slightly folded. We may have to reconsider giving two business cards. It seems we should give ten.”

As Isabelle sarcastically remarked, the master squirmed, looking for excuses. It was a desperate struggle to not be marked by Mrs. Marsen.

But Isabelle was currently in an uncomfortable state. She knew all too well the master’s hollow kindness.

“It’s strange. No matter how I think about it, it seems like the master is ignoring our Marsen family.”

“Madam! How dare I?”

“I find it very insulting. Master.”

“Really, really, it’s a misunderstanding, Madam.”

The atmosphere became more hostile.

“Master, the more I hear, the stranger it seems.”

Mrs. Fenton’s voice intervened between the two. Mrs. Marsen and Mrs. Fenton’s eyes met. The atmosphere and strange emotions were more tense than ever.

“It’s been a while, Mrs. Marsen.”

“Indeed, Mrs. Fenton.”

The two exchanged casual greetings. Their confrontation attracted the attention of other guests. The poor relationship between the Marsen and Fenton families was wellknown to the local nobles.

“Actually, I also came to receive goods directly from the master today. The business card I handed over had several smudged numbers too. Une splashed water on it.”

“……Ah.”

“I think the master should admit his rudeness and apologize to the lady politely.”

At Mrs. Fenton’s words, the master was at a loss for words. The game was over. The master had no more excuses.
Now only an apology from the master to Isabel remained, just as Lady Fenton had said. However, the master seemed to feel wronged as he glanced at me briefly and opened his lips.

“That, that is. I admit my mistake, but if I explain the situation……”

“Explain.”

“I’ve never seen Miss Marsen, the youngest daughter of the Marsen family, so I thought she wasn’t a young lady. Perhaps someone who came to steal something……”

The master continued.

“Young ladies usually don’t go to pick up objects themselves……”

“I did send her on errands often. It seems she doesn’t know her place.”

At Isabel’s words, the master’s expression slightly relaxed. The sharpwitted lady seemed to have roughly grasped how I was treated in the Marsen household.

“So I made a mistake. I am truly sorry.”

The master’s expression was much more comfortable as he apologized. In the end, the one who was hurt in this tense battle of wits was me.

Again. Always in the end, I was the one who got hurt.

‘Is it me again?’

I hadn’t expected Isabel to make me so miserable. Strength naturally entered my hand.

They said if you endure, you’re a pushover, and that was exactly my situation now. Nothing had changed from my previous life to this one.

“If Miss comes on an errand again, I will make sure that such a thing does not happen.”

“That’s obvious… I won’t buy this gem.”

“What?”

Both the master and I were taken aback.

That necklace was a valuable item that Isabel had waited for a week.

“You ignored our Marsen family, and you think I want to buy something?”

“But……!”

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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