Clyne was focusing on the translation.
All the while, shamelessly emitting a fragrant body scent.
He seemed so focused that he didn’t even realize Hugrey had been watching him for an hour.
By now, Hugrey had grown accustomed to the side effects of the imprint that made Clyne flail about in a state of delirium.
The intoxicating body scent that could make one dizzy was just a temporary chaos until Joyce found a woman, so unlike before, he could now enjoy that scent with ease.
The feeling of his whole body being pickled in sweetness seemed to make him lethargic beyond languor, but it felt so good that it was even addictive.
Of course, at times, he felt like his whole body was awakening. Then the languor would fly away, and every cell seemed to pulsate.
Even then, he didn’t feel a great sense of crisis. When his body heated up, he could just ventilate.
He didn’t show his face much, so I wanted to see it while drinking tea, but he said he wouldn’t drink tea.
Cheeky fellow. His face is already barely visible because of his bangs.
Moreover, with those glasses he’s wearing, I wonder if he can even see in front of him.
Does he have to cover his face so thoroughly? I’m curious about your bare face with everything removed.
I want to see it. Your face.
Thinking I wanted to see it made me want to see it more. That’s why I just asked him to take it off.
“Your Grace!”
The fellow stood up abruptly with a pale face.
“Hm?”
“Your Grace, what on earth are you doing?”
“What?”
“Don’t say such strange things.”
“What did I do?”
“I… I clearly told you that I like you, so if you say things like ‘Why don’t you take it off’, wouldn’t that make me feel a bit strange?”
Is asking to remove glasses such a strange thing?
“Hmm… Why is it strange? Shouldn’t you feel good if someone you like is curious about your face? I’m just curious about your face with all those obstructive things removed.”
“…”
Clyne’s face turned red. Why did it turn red?
“You said you fell for me at first sight, right?”
“When did I…! Yes, I did.”
Lies.
What did he fall for?
“What did you fall for?”
Still, I was curious.
“Of course, it was Your Grace’s face and…”
“Face and what else?”
“…body?”
Nonsense. But why do I want to believe it?
It doesn’t sound like a lie because of my wishful thinking. But if you say you like my body…
“I can show you everything, all of it.”
“Hic! Hic!”
Clyne started hiccupping.
Cute. So cute. Even his hiccups are cute.
“So why don’t you show me at least your forehead and eyes? You say you like me. Can’t you do that much when the man you like asks to see?”
“Your Grace! Why are you really doing this? While you’re looking for a woman. You shouldn’t do this to me.”
Right, I shouldn’t. But I don’t like men anyway.
So this is just a temporary mental illness, so it’s okay to do anything now.
“Take off your glasses.”
“Your Grace, I suddenly feel like having tea. I’ll go prepare some tea.”
Clyne, in a manner that could hardly be called that of a personal attendant, blatantly ignored his instructions and left the room.
And I liked that sight too. The mental illness was getting worse by the day.
But this is just a temporary symptom, so everything will be fine.
Chloe returned to her room and patted her face. Her face must have been red, and the Duke must have gone mad.
In fact, she pretended not to know that the Duke had been watching her for the entire hour.
It’s been like this every day lately.
The Duke would call her every time to do translation work and stare at her during that time. It was such an obvious gaze that she couldn’t possibly miss it.
She had to concentrate all her mind on the book to ignore that gaze and do the translation work. While the Duke might be the master who can play around and just look at her face like that, she was the servant who had to do the assigned work.
Why on earth was he acting like this?
It was from that day.
The day he held her hand while dining in the garden.
From that day on, Hugrey Ulpaz, who had seemed so perfect, turned into a completely unhinged person like this.
And the target of that unhinged behavior seemed to be her.
A man who persistently eyes a male attendant while desperately searching for the woman he slept with.
Is he a pervert? Or was he bisexual? Did he become aware of his orientation because of that night?
“Aaaaaargh!”
She finally let out a small scream.
Lord Joyce, please come quickly! Information Guild, please work faster! The Duke has gone strange, I tell you.
On the day they arrive, she was determined to escape from this house.
[This is the timeline separator]Chloe was sitting across from the Duke, drinking tea.
She tried refusing a few times at first, but the Duke, half threatening and half coaxing, made her sit across from him and drink tea every time. Now she had given up refusing and drank tea as if it were natural.
“Twins, you say?”
By now, she had told him everything about her personal life, to the point where there was nothing more to reveal to the Duke except for the fact that Clyne and Chloe had switched places.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“And you’re the older brother?”
“Yes, I was born just a little earlier.”
I should have been born a little later and called elder brother Clyne.
Just for those few minutes, Clyne would throw a fit if I didn’t call him elder brother. Even though he was always smaller than me until we were fully grown, and only then did he become slightly taller.
He was even weaker than me.
Yet he always wanted to be treated as elder brother, which annoyed me, and we often fought because I called him, “Hey, you, Clyne.” I should have called him elder brother more when he was so insistent on it.
His nose bleeding profusely, he glared at her while huffing and puffing. The scene was vivid. He could hardly ever beat Chloe.
After they had grown up, had he become a bit stronger than her? They didn’t fight physically after growing up, so she wasn’t sure.
To think that such a weak brother had to die so horribly mutilated. Just why…!
“Clyne?”
The Duke’s voice called her back from the past to the present.
“Ah, yes!”
Chloe tightened her eyes with force.
“Did you and your sister look very much alike?”
Fortunately, the Duke hadn’t noticed that she had almost cried.
“Ah! We were fraternal twins, so we didn’t look that similar. I, no, I mean… my sister took after our mother, and I took after our father.”
“Father?”
Ah! Saying ‘mom’ and ‘dad’, doesn’t it sound too childish?
It must be words that adult men don’t often use. She suddenly became conscious of her speech habits.
“Mother and father, I mean.”
“Hmph. Speak as you were. You look just like a child, like an overgrown girl.”
“…”
“Ah! No, I should say an overgrown boy.”
Chloe, who had been lost in thought, snapped back to attention at the Duke’s correction.
He had said I looked like a girl.
She hadn’t noticed because it hadn’t felt odd when she heard it. The tension she had forgotten suddenly awakened her mind.
Why had he made such a slip of the tongue? Did something about her appear feminine to the Duke’s eyes?
“Your father… The documents only had records of your mother.”
Fortunately, it seemed to have been a simple slip of the tongue without any deeper meaning, as the Duke casually continued his questions.
“I was told my father passed away when I was very young. So I have no memory of him.”
Ah. The Duke only let out a small sigh and didn’t add anything else as he picked up his teacup. She was glad he didn’t apologize for bringing up the topic of her father.
Though silence did envelop the table for a moment.
Flap flap.
Until the sound of a bird’s wings from the open window broke the silence.
Why is that bird acting strange?
The bird was oddly circling outside the window.
“It’s here.”
Muttering something incomprehensible, the Duke walked towards the window and raised one arm high outside. The bird landed on his forearm.
Ah, a messenger pigeon!
The Duke skillfully untied the paper from the bird’s leg.
The paper seemed to have something brief written on it, but of course Chloe couldn’t see it.
But soon she would know the contents. Because the Duke told her.
“They’ve found a woman named Chloe!”
“…!”
It seemed Lord Joyce had finally found another Chloe who met the conditions. When the real Chloe was right here.
“They found her?”
Chloe’s mouth moved on its own like an involuntary muscle.
“They say there are as many as five women who fit the information.”
The Duke answered while rolling up the paper.
“Five women?”
That many?
“Joyce should return by tomorrow.”
Whether that was all that was written on the message, or because he had no intention of saying more, the Duke didn’t speak further about the woman named ‘Chloe’ and went to his desk.
His face was tense and stiff, and he stared at the desk without saying anything, lost in thought. It was the face of someone who had forgotten about the tea he had been drinking.
Of course, he had forgotten about the presence of the attendant drinking tea with him. Chloe carefully lowered her gaze and began to tidy up the teacups.
The master’s teatime was over, so the attendant’s teatime was over too. Soon, her role as an attendant would be completely over as well.
Because when Lord Joyce returns, she would leave this house.
Chloe slowly left the Duke’s room. Even as she left, the Duke’s gaze remained fixed on the desk, seeming not to notice that Chloe was leaving the room.
Now what Chloe had to do was clear.
Pack her bags.
No matter what investigation results Lord Joyce brings tomorrow, she would leave this house immediately.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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