You And I Live In Different Worlds (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“You’re the one who took Edric Felton’s….”
“Give it back!”
Melie lunged forward to snatch it, but Francis was faster.
He stood up from his seat and raised his arm high. Petite and small-statured Melie hopped in place, desperately trying to grab it, but her fingertips couldn’t even graze the diary.
Melie pleaded with a face on the verge of tears.
“Please, just give it to me.”
“I’ll give it back, of course I will. Why would I keep this? It’s completely useless to me.”
Francis stepped back a pace to reassure Melie.
“Come on, come on, let’s sit down and talk first. I’ve got something I want to ask you clearly anyway.”
He sat back down in the chair. This time, instead of taking the center, he moved to one side.
He’d left the remaining space for Melie, but she neatly ignored his consideration by sitting in the armchair directly across from him.
“Ask quickly, give me that thing, and then leave.”
Despite her desperation, her cold demeanor made Francis let out a soft chuckle.
Without dragging it out any longer, Francis went straight to the point.
“Do you like Duke Felton?”
“…….”
Melie gave no reply, but Francis didn’t ask a second time.
He didn’t need to—the answer was already all written in the diary.
“Have you ever told him?”
“……No.”
“Why not?”
Melie was irritated by his informal speech, but arguing over it didn’t seem likely to help her get her diary back.
“What’s the point… of saying anything? The engagement is already set—what could I possibly do about it now?”
“That’s exactly why you should speak up! He’ll soon belong to someone else—don’t you think you should at least try poking him once?”
‘What a great reason.’
The more they spoke, the more pathetic this man seemed to Melie.
“You’re cursing me in your head right now, aren’t you?”
“No.”
“You really think you’re good at lying, don’t you.”
Melie lowered her gaze.
“If I were you,”
Francis continued, waving the diary in the air,
“I’d spend less time writing lovey-dovey nonsense like this and actually tell him myself—just once. You’ve got to say something first before anything can happen, right?”
“…….”
“Who knows? Maybe your confession could shake Duke Felton’s heart.”
“That will absolutely never happen.”
Melie spoke in a firm voice.
“I know Edric well—he wouldn’t budge even one percent.”
Watching Melie state this with absolute certainty, Francis thought,
‘Is that guy just good at hiding his feelings, or is this girl just thick?’
The former was obvious—and the latter… also seemed true.
‘What a mismatched pair.’
A combination where neither would ever know the other’s true feelings unless one of them spoke openly.
There was a reason they’d lived together for over ten years yet remained only friends.
‘With Rosalyn and me, there was never a question of who fell first—we were drawn to each other instantly.’
Because even without words, they could sense the subtle currents of emotion in each other’s gestures.
He almost wanted to tell the girl before him, “You’re mistaken—I’d say there’s at least a thirty percent chance,” and even teach her the secret to swaying a man’s heart. It seemed like it could turn into an amusing situation.
“And even if my confession could somehow shake Edric, I’d still give up.”
Melie stared straight at him with unwavering eyes.
“Because at best, I’d end up in the same position as you.”
“…….”
The playful glint slowly faded from Francis’s eyes. He understood exactly what she meant. Melie clarified once more.
“I’d really like you to end your courtship with Miss Rosalyn right here and now.”
“Why should I do that?”
The corner of Francis’s mouth tilted slightly.
“Rosalyn and I love each other, and Duke Felton seems ready to tolerate anything for the sake of our families’ union.”
“That’s exactly why you should stop.”
“…….”
“If Edric decides he won’t turn a blind eye anymore, the two of you won’t come out unscathed.”
At those words, Francis’s eyes narrowed.
‘She’s judging this pretty accurately. She’s not entirely blinded by affection, then.’
Rarely impressed, Francis felt a strange curiosity stir within him.
Meanwhile, Melie wanted to end the conversation right there.
“Now that you’ve heard everything, please give me back my diary.”
But even as she said it, she didn’t really expect him to comply.
He’d surely keep asking questions just to torment her further.
She’d already steeled herself to answer two or three more—after all, with her diary already exposed, there was nothing left she couldn’t answer.
“Well—”
Surprisingly, he wordlessly handed her the diary.
Stunned by Francis’s sudden action, Melie stared at him and the diary in disbelief, alternating her gaze between the two.
“Have you been fooled this whole time?”
“…….”
“Take it. Hurry up.”
Francis flicked the diary in his hand.
She didn’t know what was going on, but she figured she should grab it before he changed his mind.
Melie stood up, took two steps forward, and firmly took the diary he offered without suspicion.
At that moment, a meaningful smile formed at the corner of Francis’s lips. By the time she realized something was off, it was already too late.
“Ah!”
Her wrist, caught off guard, was yanked firmly, and in an instant, Melie found herself sprawled on top of him.
“W-what do you think you’re doing?”
Melie asked in a flustered voice.
Francis grinned and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, preventing her from sitting up.
“Buy me a meal later.”
“…….”
“You’ll thank me for this.”
A meal? Thank him? What on earth was he talking about?
But Melie had no time to ponder his words properly—she was too busy struggling to free herself from his hold.
Just then,
an inexplicable sense of unease suddenly washed over her entire body. Melie stopped wriggling. Slowly, she turned her head toward the source of the deadly aura.
Her blood ran cold.
[This is the timeline separator]‘Why isn’t Mother coming?’
Edric carefully rolled up his sleeve so Rosalyn wouldn’t notice and checked his wristwatch.
It wasn’t even eleven yet. Though it felt like ages, barely an hour had passed—and he’d have to endure another one or two until his mother returned.
He’d never been in this situation before.
Though he was accustomed to dealing with countless people to the point of exhaustion, he’d never once found conversation itself a chore due to running out of things to say.
What was the problem? Was it because of what happened earlier that morning?
‘I want you to legally accept me as your family.’
Yes. That might be it.
Hearing those words had left his mind as blank as a desk swept clean by a gust of wind—like staring at a chaotic pile of documents, utterly unsure where to begin.
“…….”
He felt slightly dizzy.
He wanted a moment alone, just to catch his breath.
Just as he was waiting for the right moment, his fiancée kindly offered an opening.
“Fran’s terribly late. I wonder what’s keeping him?”
“I’ll go look for him. The mansion’s layout is a bit complicated—he might have gotten lost.”
“Oh, but that boy wouldn’t—”
Before Rosalyn could finish, Edric stood and left the drawing room.
Just stepping away from that seat made him feel like he could finally breathe.
Though the sunlight streaming through the corridor window was identical to moments before, it now felt warmer and calmer, and the air seemed fresher.
As he walked down the hall for a bit, the butler passing by noticed him and approached.
“Your Grace, is there something you need?”
“No, go about your duties.”
“Oh, then this…”
Seizing his chance, the butler handed him something—a folded note.
“What’s this?”
“Miss Melie asked me to give it to you. That’ll be all.”
As the butler bowed and withdrew, Edric unfolded the twice-folded note.
[Please forget what happened this morning. I was being reckless.]Sigh—
It felt like the headache he’d just barely shaken off was returning full force.
Edric paced the corridor again, mulling over the morning’s events.
Family… family, huh.
Come to think of it, it wasn’t such an impossible idea.
He’d always thought of Melie as family. In fact, he’d often resented the constraints placed on her precisely because she wasn’t legally part of the family.
Like how, during every Felton household gathering, she’d be confined to her room; how she’d be left behind at home just because her name wasn’t on the invitation list for formal events; or how his parents, outwardly kind, would fret anxiously behind the scenes about their inability to quietly remove her.
Yes—if she became his legal family, there’d be no obstacles to keeping her by his side or protecting her.
‘If it’s that simple, why on earth am I hesitating? It’s just giving a name—“family”—to the bond we already share.’
Thinking rationally, Edric almost laughed at himself for agonizing over something so absurd.
Right—it was just shock. He’d been startled by words he never expected to hear…
There was no need to overthink it anymore.
He should tell her right away.
Melie probably thought her words were shameless and was trying to take them back—but she didn’t need to.
He’d tell her right now: “You’ll become one of us—Lady Felton—instantly.”
He immediately turned and headed toward Melie’s quarters.
His heart felt as light as if a long-standing blockage had finally cleared.
Just imagining Melie’s face when she heard his words filled him with happiness.
Outwardly, she’d wear her usual indifferent expression—but inwardly, she’d be overjoyed.
After all, she’d always longed for family, and now he could finally become that family for her.
“Melie.”
He threw open Melie’s door without hesitation.
But the scene before his eyes instantly extinguished the warmth of anticipation and joy in his chest, chilling him to the bone.
All his words vanished.
“…….”
Inside her room, Melie was locked in an embrace with Francis Adel.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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Edric’s fist sent him crashing to the floor.
Listen to the explanation first, Adric! Then judge the situation. Even if you see with your eyes and hear with your ears sometimes your eyes and ears are lying to you.
"I much prefer your open, refreshing face to Melie’s cramped-looking one. Let’s
I thought you were trying to keep up appearances by acting as Melie’s mother?
Rosalyn was surprised by how harshly Lady Felton judged Melie, but she brushed i
I can’t tell if Rosalyn actually doesn’t mind Melie or what…
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I feel sorry for Millie; living in an environment that doesn’t suit you is incredibly harsh.
His mother is going to explode 😂😂😂 Please don’t mess this up 🙏🏼
I just can’t wait when the regret arc starts