Woke Up And I'm A Married Woman (17 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 11
‘Is that serious or a joke?’
The more she kept talking like that, the more his eyes kept drifting toward her.
Cedar rested his chin in his hand and watched as the woman chewed each bite exactly thirty times, just as she’d said.
And then it struck him anew—this was the most relaxed meal he’d had in a very long time.
‘She may be too much to accept as a wife, but as a housemate, she might not be so bad.’
Nelly was certainly unusual, yet she lacked any sharp edges that might grate on Cedar’s nerves.
‘I don’t feel even the slightest threat—more like watching a tiny, harmless creature.’
A small animal with soft, fluffy fur—like a hamster or a baby rabbit—that couldn’t even break the skin no matter how hard it bit, leaving at most a shallow mark on your fingertip.
‘Maybe it’s just because her head looks so fluffy.’
His gaze naturally drifted to her luxuriant golden hair.
Her sister’s had been a bright yellow like poured honey, but hers gave off a refreshingly lemony hue.
‘She’s petite, but her hair is so long it makes her look even smaller. A shorter cut wouldn’t look bad at all.’
Cedar, still propping his chin, slowly opened his mouth.
“Have you ever thought about cutting your—”
He stopped abruptly and quickly snapped his mouth shut.
Nelly stared at him with a puzzled expression. Cedar shook his head.
“Never mind. It’s nothing.”
“…?”
Nelly tilted her head in confusion. Cedar’s face had turned slightly red.
He bit his lip tightly. It was a stroke of luck—he’d caught himself just in time before blurting something out thoughtlessly.
‘She’s just my contract spouse. We’re not even a real married couple—why on earth would I comment on her hair?’
Hairstyles, makeup, and clothing were sensitive topics only appropriate to critique among family or lovers.
Especially since Cedar hated any unnecessary fuss and tended to be unusually quiet around women for that very reason.
Yet strangely, his guard always dropped around her.
‘She’s an odd woman.’
Just as Cedar thought this and let out a heavy sigh—
The clatter of cutlery sounded, and Nelly stood up, gathering her utensils and plate.
“I’ll stay out of your way and keep quiet. I don’t usually go out anyway, so there’s no need to worry I’ll wander off. I’ll see you at the next meal, then.”
Could she possibly have sensed his inner turmoil? Guiltily startled, Cedar half-stumbled to his feet and asked,
“Where are you going?”
“To do the dishes.”
At that reply, Cedar’s head throbbed. He’d let down his guard, and now she struck.
‘Do the dishes?’
There was no one else around—just the two of them eating together—and yet she’d sprung up so abruptly like that.
Suppressing his irritation, Cedar forced out a deliberately gentle tone.
“I haven’t finished eating yet.”
Nelly tilted her head at his words.
“You seem done to me.”
Indeed, as Nelly said, Cedar’s plate was completely empty. He deliberately avoided looking at it.
Instead, he pointed to Nelly’s plate with his finger.
“So are you.”
She’d taken just one bite before standing—it looked more untouched than touched. Nelly shrugged.
“I normally eat this much. So please serve me much less next time.”
That wasn’t the answer he wanted. Frowning, Cedar scolded her in a way uncharacteristically fussy for him.
“Is that supposed to count as eating? Even a chick would eat more than that.”
“I don’t know the exact feed requirement for chicks, but I doubt it exceeds 30 grams…”
“It’s a figure of speech! Don’t answer everything so literally!”
“Oh, really? Then please say it’s a figure of speech beforehand—I find it hard to understand otherwise.”
She truly had a gift for leaving people speechless.
Hearing such an unimaginable reply, Cedar rubbed his face with his palm.
Then, with a long sigh, he spoke gently, as if coaxing a child.
“…Anyway, eat more. Just one more bite. You need to put on some weight.”
“Is that a custom of House Grenit?”
“Call it that, sure.”
“What kind of answer is that? You’re not even trying.”
Is this really the time to talk about effort, woman?
“Eat from here to here. Consider it your duty.”
Knowing any further argument would only yield another off-target reply, Cedar took her plate and physically marked the portion she needed to finish.
It was far less than what he personally thought sufficient, but he’d deliberately cut it small out of consideration for her.
Nelly sat back down, but as she reluctantly picked up her fork, she added,
“I’ve never been able to eat much at once. I used to skip meals while researching, so my stomach’s become quite weak. I’ll try for House Grenit’s sake, but don’t expect too much.”
If she said it hurt, there was nothing more to say. Pressing his furrowed brow with his index finger, Cedar asked—his tone laced with his own tangled frustration, sounding almost sarcastic,
“So you boil everything because your stomach’s weak?”
Fortunately, Nelly was indifferent to others’ emotions and didn’t twist words out of context. She nodded readily.
“It’s convenient. When I get absorbed in research, I sometimes forget I’ve left a pot on the stove.”
“You’re lucky you’re still alive.”
“People don’t die that easily—you should know that better than I do.”
“Well, yes, but…”
Was that really the time to say such a thing?
While Cedar was dumbfounded, Nelly quietly began eating, poking at the food with her fork.
To Cedar, it still looked like a chick’s eyelash worth of food, but to her small mouth, even that seemed large—her cheeks puffing out roundly.
‘She’s like a hamster.’
He caught himself thinking that involuntarily and quickly shook his head.
‘No, not a hamster—a little rat. A little rat.’
He changed his thought because it felt strange to find her cute, yet even just thinking it felt far too rude.
He immediately began making excuses to himself again.
‘Not that she’s actually a rat—I mean a baby rat? A cute little baby rat?’
How pitifully foolish.
Cedar exhaled another long sigh and ran a hand through his hair.
‘I really don’t know what I’m doing.’
Muttering and fussing all by himself while she sat right in front of him.
‘It’s just that she looks too fragile—of course I’d worry. That’s all.’
Once she put on a bit more weight, this worry would naturally fade.
Having firmly convinced himself of that, he noticed Nelly ahead of him, who had stopped eating and was now fiddling with her utensils.
Cedar frowned again.
“What are you doing now?”
“I’m picking out the vegetables.”
“Aren’t vegetables half the meal?”
Nelly answered him shamelessly.
“Humans can survive without eating vegetables—you know that perfectly well.”
“…”
Now she was even picky!
[This is the timeline separator]While Cedar was scolding Nelly like a fussy mother—
“Diana.”
At the sound of someone calling her name, Diana, Nelly’s younger sister, turned gracefully with a poised smile.
“It’s been a while. Are you enjoying the banquet?”
Her dress, adorned at the hem with tiny diamonds sparkling like stars, rippled like water with her every movement.
She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Not only the man who’d called her but also the men nearby blushed just looking at her.
‘Diana was always pretty, but lately she’s become even more stunning.’
The Periways had been an ordinary noble family.
They weren’t notably wealthy, and though they might have had past glories, by now they’d simply declined into mediocrity.
Diana, raised almost as an only child, had thus lived a life far removed from extravagance—but recently, she’d changed completely.
She now wore enormous jewels and an ostentatious duke’s feathered hat.
Her naturally striking features meant this new style only heightened her beauty.
‘I guess her business ventures are going well.’
‘Did her domain revenues increase? Wait—did House Periway even have a domain?’
“Who cares? She’s already a baroness.”
Having inherited title and fortune at a young age after losing her parents, Diana was the ultimate marriage prospect for every younger son who couldn’t claim a title himself.
Like bees to a flower, men swarmed toward Diana.
“Your name suits you perfectly—you’re dreamily beautiful.”
“Diana, talk to me.”
“But I already have plans today?”
While some admired her beauty without thinking, others disapproved of her extravagance.
“How can House Periway afford to dress so lavishly every single day?”
“She must be trying to snag a wealthy husband this social season.”
The gossip was loud enough for Diana to hear clearly.
But to Diana, whose willpower was strong, it wasn’t even a scratch—merely laughable backbiting.
Sipping from her champagne glass, Diana swallowed a quiet sneer.
‘They speak of inheritance—ordinary people like you couldn’t possibly know about the Archmage’s inheritance.’
Diana herself didn’t actually know what that inheritance entailed.
But it had been passed down for hundreds of years since the kingdom’s founding—its accumulated value was undoubtedly immense.
Until recently, there’d been a variable that kept Diana living frugally:
The Archmage Periway’s inheritance wasn’t meant for her, but for her elder sister, Nelly.
‘But now, the day for claiming the inheritance is just weeks away. My sister still hasn’t come to her senses—so the inheritance will be mine.’
With only a month left until the inheritance’s ownership could be transferred, Diana decided to drink an early toast.
The dress she wore now, the sapphire necklace around her neck—both had been bought on massive debt, yet she felt no regret.
After all, the moment the inheritance arrived, that debt would effectively vanish.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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