A cream-colored carriage with golden trim, made of ivory, halted in front of a shop on a bustling street in the village.
A footman quickly jumped down from the back of the carriage and opened the door, revealing a petite foot stepping onto the step and descending from the carriage.
“Lady, please come in,” said Housekeeper Vera excitedly, leading Arabella into the shop.
At first glance, it was apparent that this was the village’s finest boutique for women’s clothing.
“Welcome, Lady,” greeted the boutique owner, Shannon, who clasped her hands and bowed to Arabella. Following her lead, the eight women lined up inside the boutique hurriedly bowed and welcomed her.
Arabella, who had never received such a welcome before, was visibly shaken by the grandeur of the boutique, a place she had never visited before. Her light brown eyes darted around in bewilderment.
Housekeeper Vera, often accompanying the Countess on shopping visits, confidently spoke on behalf of Arabella.
“We sent a message requesting several travel dresses, riding outfits, and gowns suitable for immediate wear upon entering the palace. Did you receive it?”
“Of course, we even locked the boutique’s door and have been waiting solely for your ladyship. Please have a seat. We will present you with the finest attire unseen anywhere else in the Empire.”
“Did you inform her that our lady is a finalist in the Empress selection? She’ll need special attention. Also, show us matching shoes, stockings, parasols, and gloves for the dresses.”
The trio of the housekeeper and two maids, now treating Arabella as their own ‘lady,’ were overly attentive, calling her ‘our lady’ repeatedly.
Shannon, observing Arabella, had heard rumors about the Emperor staying in the territory of Count Lorel with a young lady. Moreover, Arabella was rumored to be heading to the palace as a candidate in the Empress selection.
Despite the excitement in the village, fear of the Emperor, known for decimating the Count’s family overnight, kept people cautious. The villagers, sensitive to rumors like the Count, were well aware of Emperor Maxwell’s ruthless nature.
The Emperor’s knights, massive figures leading a dozen more, followed Arabella’s carriage, preventing anyone from approaching. As Arabella entered the shop, the Imperial guards took positions in front of the shop windows, completely obscuring the view inside.
Shannon’s secretary quickly drew the curtains over the large windows, disappointing those who had gathered outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of the potential future Empress.
Eight shop assistants began showcasing a variety of high-quality dresses, from elegant to cute to sultry, made from the finest fabrics. Overwhelmed by the parade of expensive dresses and accessories, Arabella’s forehead began to glisten with sweat.
Hesitating to refuse the abundance, she clasped her hands and bit her lower lip, recalling the Emperor’s words from earlier.
‘It seems you are misunderstanding…’
After finishing breakfast alone with the Emperor in the bedroom, Arabella recalled his words.
As his eyes lazily watched his thumb still tinted with the lip tint.
‘Don’t think I’m desperate to buy you clothes. I’m simply ensuring that the lady posing as an Empress candidate isn’t exposed.’
During breakfast, the Emperor had instructed the three maids to take the lady to the boutique and prepare outfits. Arabella, startled, had refused, but the Emperor, twisting his lips, persuaded her.
The Emperor’s rationale made sense.
If she entered the palace, amidst the highest nobility and princesses from other kingdoms, in a worn-out dress and frayed shoes, it would not only arouse suspicion but also tarnish the Emperor’s dignity.
Lost in thought, Arabella smiled faintly as the Emperor dryly added,
‘Don’t get excited thinking the clothes in the boutique are my gift. Consider them as essentials for our arrangement.’
Persuaded by the Emperor’s analogy of a knight’s armor and sword for battle, Arabella sat in the boutique’s VIP room, looking at twenty-five prepared parasols for each dress.
Eventually, everything looked similar, and she had to calm herself. Contrarily, the housekeeper, bursting with endless energy, meticulously examined each dress.
‘The Emperor plans to take you as Arabella’s exclusive maids. Arabella herself requested it,’ said the aide, Kyle.
Motivated by Kyle’s words, the three women vowed to help Arabella become the Empress. The current frontrunners were Princess Lilibeth of Sevillez and Lady Grace Lussan. The trio, with 95 years of combined experience serving noblewomen, didn’t miss the Emperor’s interest in Arabella.
Despite his denial, there was a chance for Arabella. The Emperor’s occasional possessive gaze was concerning, but fortunately, neither he nor Arabella seemed aware of it.
The chance to be the closest maids to the Empress was enticing. Having served the despicable Lorel family, serving kind-hearted Arabella felt like a pink-tinted world. They clenched their fists, resolved to start a new life serving Arabella in the palace.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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