“…Yuric, how about your training?”
“You promised!”
“I promise.”
“If you don’t come… well, I’ll have to spend time finding a suitable husband for Reese.”
“Luckily, there’s no training scheduled for that day.”
“If the friendly viscount is coming, then I don’t have to take care of Reese! Please take care of Reese on the wedding day.”
Felicia was a lively and quick-witted woman. Her ability to persuade people with even white lies was excellent.
I couldn’t believe her ability would work on Yuric. Yet, he responded without hesitation, not realizing that he had fallen for Felicia’s scheme.
Felicia soon sent Yuric to the training ground with a promise to send the invitation to the Penton mansion. As Yuric disappeared, Felicia’s eyes sparkled.
“If he becomes a Violet Knight, he will truly be a perfect man! Have you ever seen Yuric’s swordsmanship?”
“Only once.”
“Really? To wield a sword with that face! How is his skill?”
Felicia continued to ask about Yuric even when they went to a coffee house.
“But how can you not fall in love with such a guy by your side? He seems to really like you! No, not that kid anymore… Your future husband!”
“My future husband, huh.”
“Oh, could it be true?”
Felicia squinted her eyes and grinned mischievously. What was she trying to say…
“Do you have another man in mind? Still, I don’t get it. How can another guy catch your eye when you have Yuric Penton by your side?”
“Nonsense.”
“I’m serious, Reese.”
“Can I talk about another guy even though the woman who’s going to get married is talking about another man? The viscount will find out and get angry.”
When I put my foot down, Felicia immediately wiped the smile off her face.
“Not really. You’re not jealous?”
“What?”
I sensed a change in the atmosphere. Felicia seemed to have some concerns.
“The viscount knows too much about me. Even if I talk about other men all day, he won’t be jealous; he’ll just smile. He proposed to me first, you know? He also really likes my sister.”
“That’s true, but… there’s an age difference, so he might think I’m too young.”
I heard that there was a twelve-year age difference between the viscount and Felicia.
‘Thinks I’m too young?’
But why get married?
As their relationship deepened, Felicia had given me some time to introduce the viscount to me. However, I was always busy and rejected her every time.
It’s not like I didn’t know anything about the viscount. I often heard stories about him through Felicia and her siblings.
“…Sister, it’s not like we’re in a hurry to get married. If you don’t like that person, you don’t have to force yourself to marry him.”
Putting down the fork with the cake, I gently offered my words. Felicia burst into laughter at my serious and cautious words.
“Reese. I love the viscount.”
“…”
“Are you really that young?”
At the mention of being young, I furrowed my brows. Felicia pinched my brow with her fingers and then opened her mouth.
“Love is like that. Deep and strong. Even if he sees me as young, if my love cools because of that, should I decide to marry him?”
“…”
“I love him. Despite the sorrows and regrets, enough to overcome them. If I can’t understand him and embrace him to the end, we might break up. Or accumulate resentment like our mother and father.”
Felicia laughed bitterly, reminiscing about the past.
The past couldn’t be said to be entirely happy. It was fun to be with her siblings and had many memories.
But those strong bonds shattered because our mother and father didn’t love each other.
“Let’s have serious talks and worries before marriage, when all the siblings gather. We’ll hear all about your love story and stories about Yuric at that time!”
Felicia quickly changed the topic when the mood sank.
Since then, she bragged about the viscount whenever she had the chance.
After revealing information about him, such as where we first met and what he is good at, I finally stood up from my seat.
After parting with Felicia, I bought the invitation she gave me. The wedding is scheduled for ten days from now.
“…For a whole week?”
With time remaining, I sat on the living room sofa and read a book to Deymic.
Deymic, who heard that the mansion would be empty, couldn’t hide his sadness. Seeing his teary face, my heart softened.
“I’ll be back as soon as the wedding is over.”
“What if you want to stay at the Polong Mansion?”
“But I still have to come back. The Viscount Kito is likely to come to Hosha Village soon.”
Deymic reluctantly nodded.
Maybe because he had been sleeping with me for the past few days, he seemed afraid to sleep alone. Deymic didn’t say anything more. Wondering if he was upset, I glanced at Deymic, and surprisingly, he was shedding tears.
“…Deymic?”
“If you leave, again… strange noises will be heard.”
“D-Deymic.”
Ah, what should I do?
I had no talent in soothing a child, and I couldn’t not go to the Polong Mansion. While I was panicking, Stiana, who seemed to have just finished her embroidery, came out of the room.
“Deymic? Why are you crying?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
