Half a year had passed, but the broadmindedness that was still unadaptable was there.
After all, half a year was too short a time to shed the tenyearold obsessive childish image of Liz, who used to fire the attendant just for exchanging a few words with Kain.
“You have to take Kain to visit the Duke of Bert.”
“Come to think of it, that’s right.”
The lady glanced at Kain, nodded her head, and agreed.
It was widely known in social circles that the Duchess of Bert preferred beautiful men and women and hired actors as her employees.
The lady did not miss an opportunity to make a good impression on her prospective inlaws.
Lilia seemed to like it secretly.
Liz clenched her fist under the table, thinking that it had gone her way.
The protagonists were stuck together. If Kain realizes his feelings this time, it will be the best development, but even if not, it is no loss.
Liz has free time now.
The freedom to walk around the house to her heart’s content, casting aside the three uncomfortable and nagging people.
‘Ah, isn’t my mind too good?’
Liz shook her head back and forth, praising herself inwardly. So she was completely unaware of the sharp gaze that had been sticking to her back for a while.
(This is a time divider.)
“What’s making you so happy?”
Monica asked Lilia. Because Lilia’s mouth had been turned up while combing her hair.
Lilia was startled. She had tried not to show it, but it showed.
“My mother seems to recognize me.”
She just said that to Monica. There was no point in bringing up Kain.
“Oh, ma’am has recognized you from the beginning. To the extent that anyone thinks you’re her real daughter, rather than Liz. She loves you more.”
“Don’t say that, Monica. Sister will be sad.”
“Sigh.”
Monica sighed deeply.
“You are too kind, Miss. How do you handle Liz, being so kind?”
“…….”
Lilia said nothing. Because it was true.
But lately, that’s been less and less true.
Sister is changing. I don’t know what emotional change she’s been through, but she’s changing. She shouldn’t change. Then her identity weakens.
Lilia even thought she would rather have her sister torment her as before. She has the strength to endure it. Why did her sister suddenly stop tormenting her?
And who was the man who danced with her sister at the banquet? A man who appeared as if to highlight her sister and vanished completely as soon as his mission was over.
Lilia was so focused on that man that she barely listened to Bert’s courting.
She couldn’t understand why her eyes were on that man.
The only person she’s interested in now is Kain.
Could he have inherited his father’s tendencies? So, did he acquire a womanizing nature?
“Miss, the lady is asking if you are ready.”
Just then, Kain came to deliver the Countess’s message.
Lilia turned to look at Kain. Her heart was surely pounding. But her heart also pounded the moment she saw that man at the banquet hall. Could she possibly love two people at once?
Lilia was confused. But she decided to focus on Kain in front of her for now.
“I am almost ready. Can you tell him to wait for ten minutes?”
“Yes, I will. Take your time coming out.”
Watching Kain leave, she didn’t think about that man again. It must have been a fleeting attraction. He was just too handsome that day.
Lilia was relieved.
(This is a time separator.)
Three people left the house.
Elated Liz decided to give Mirabelle a rare break as well.
“You? You want me to go out?”
“Yes, they’re having a tulip festival in Sepal Square today, aren’t they? Go and have a look.”
“But the lady’s meal….”
“There are plenty of servants in this house.”
“But still….”
“And….”
Liz spoke in a low and ominous voice.
“There’s a new inn for travelers in the neighborhood, and I hear it’s quite nice.”
“So?”
Mirabelle didn’t fully grasp Liz’s intention and asked. So Liz had to tell her to the end.
“Take your time and rest with Jonathan. Let off some steam…and relax.”
“Whawhat?”
Liz’s quiet words were overshadowed by Mirabelle’s loud exclamation.
Immediately, Mirabelle’s face turned red as she stuttered and stammered.
“That… what’s that…! Oh, dear, ah… Miss, what a… weird thing to say…”
Liz didn’t listen to the end of those incomprehensible words, but pulled a purse from the drawer and handed it to Mirabelle’s hand. It looked quite hefty at a glance.
“You’d better go quickly before it’s too late? Time is passing while you’re fussing like this.”
“But still, I can’t…”
However, contrary to her words, Mirabelle glanced at the clock, torn between duty and desire. Liz forcibly pushed her out of the room and locked the door.
“Tha… thank you, Miss.”
Mirabelle’s voice came from the other side of the door.
Liz listened to her shy voice and the fading footsteps, muttering softly.
“It’s a good time.”
Suddenly, she felt a bitter feeling.
What she wanted was something like that too. Nothing grand.
Why couldn’t she realize such a humble dream? Her marriage wasn’t happening. After the banquet, all the men’s attention was focused on Lilia, and she didn’t get a single marriage proposal now.
It felt so natural now that she didn’t even feel disappointed.
But!
Today, she had to forget everything and enjoy herself at ease.
“What should I do?”
Sitting in a chair, leaning her chin on the desk, she thought for a moment.
Suddenly, something that had only remained in her imagination popped into Liz’s head.
“Yes, that’s what I’ll do.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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