“Yes, Madame Cloche.”
The butler’s assistant, nodding his head vigorously, pointed to the twostory red brick house in front of them. It was a cozy house, completely covered by ivy.
“Mrs. Bollen, the head butler, told me that you were looking for a boarding house. There probably isn’t a more satisfying house than this one in Blauberg.”
He added quietly, smiling sheepishly,
“It’s the boarding house run by my mother.”
“Is that so?”
At Marianne’s vague response, he made a fuss, spitting out his words.
“It was the house where my parents and three brothers lived together, but my father has passed away, and all three brothers have married and separated. Now, it’s just my mother living there. Perhaps she felt lonely, so she started the boarding house a few years ago. The rent is cheap and the food is good, so it was very popular.”
The butler’s assistant, having said that much, lowered his voice, glancing at Marianne.
“Lately, bigger and more sophisticated boarding houses have sprung up, taking all the customers, but it’s an old house, so it won’t be too bad to live in. Since my mother lost her husband early, she’ll understand Madame Cloche’s feelings better than anyone.”
Marianne looked up at the red brick house as she sat in the carriage. It seemed influenced by the breath of Count Schneider, and while it was uncomfortable, it didn’t seem like a bad choice.
Meanwhile, the sun had completely set, and blue darkness covered the earth like a blanket. It would be more troublesome and difficult to find another boarding house at this time.
She decided to accept the Count’s kindness this time.
“Alright.”
Marianne finally rose from her seat. She slowly walked towards the ivycovered red brick house.
Her eyes sparkled and emitted a bright, clear light, like a golden star revealing its form early.
(This is the time separator.)
A blueish dawn light entered through the window. The dim living room began to show the outlines of objects faintly.
Martin watched Christoph, sitting in the middle of the living room, with perplexed eyes. Last night, Christoph had stayed up in the living room. Because his wife, Marianne, hadn’t returned.
Before midnight, Christoph had been much more relaxed. He thought that Marianne would come back shortly, at least not staying out overnight.
He thought her leaving the house after throwing the divorce papers was a momentary defiance, or rebellion. He had no doubt that she would resolve it herself before things got worse.
Of course, it seemed that Marianne was quite angry. But if she asked for forgiveness, he seemed willing to overlook it once.
On the other hand, he also seemed willing to soothe Marianne. Although the incident report he confirmed had no doubts, he was prepared to say that he would check it again if she wanted.
But none of those things came to fruition. Until the dark sky turned blue, the front door remained silently closed.
For Christoph to spend the whole night in the living room was quite unusual, considering he always holed up in his office dealing with work since coming back to the mansion.
Christoph hated others disrupting his daily life, even if it was Marianne.
So his sitting in the living room without even changing his clothes was quite a strange sight to Martin.
Ding, ding, ding.
After the grandfather clock pointed to midnight, Christoph let out a cold laugh. His eyes cooled down.
With a suffocating feeling, Martin took an involuntary deep breath.
—Marianne, what are you trying to do, making me angry?
Christoph angrily glared into space, his eyes bloodshot. Martin swore he had never seen him so angry before.
He was the epitome of rational coolness, and he knew how to thoroughly control his emotions, even in the most infuriating situations.
But now Christoph seemed to be consumed with sullen anger. He finally clenched his bracelet, exerting so much force that the bones on the back of his hand turned white. It seemed, perhaps due to the mood, that the sound of wood twisting could be heard.
“Martin.”
Christoph called him, suppressing his rising anger, with a low and weary voice.
Martin took a step towards him and answered, “Yes, master.” His voice was more strained than usual, perhaps due to tension.
“Prepare the car. We must go to Clozé Street right now.”
“Yes, master.”
Martin immediately left the living room and called Gunter. Recalling Christoph’s sharp image, like a freshly honed razor blade, he sighed with mixed emotions.
To quench Christoph’s anger, he wished Marianne would be at her parental home in Clozé, but on the other hand, he hoped that Mrs. Schneider would not be there to suffer humiliation.
Staring out the window as it grew bright, Martin sighed for an unknowable number of times. Closing his eyes tightly, he sought God for the first time in a very long while.
May God’s grace be with Mrs. Schneider.
(This is a time divider.)
The morning in Clozé was quieter than usual. Waking up at the same time, eating breakfast, caring for the horses, preparing for work, there was somehow an eerie silence in the house.
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.
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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!
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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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