Irina saw that the employees who had been to the shopping street had arrived and headed towards Mikaela.
“Master.”
“Come in.”
The heavy door opened smoothly, and Irina approached Mikaela’s side with a silent step.
“Master, the beautician is due to arrive soon, and the clothes and shoes have arrived. But I couldn’t find a perfect fit. In Avalon, even commoners tailor their clothes and shoes.”
“Oh, I see.”
“Because there are so many skilled craftsmen there. Shall I send for them?”
“You can’t keep wearing that, so just do as you said for now.”
“I’m sorry for not finding something suitable.”
Irina bowed her head politely.
She seemed slightly hurt by not being able to handle everything perfectly.
“There’s no need for that. The body is too thin, and the feet are too small. It’s unavoidable.”
Mikaela shrugged nonchalantly, raising an eyebrow. Irina gave a grateful eye gesture.
“Call the designers in advance. The sooner, the faster clothes and shoes will be made to fit the child’s body.”
“Yes, I’ll do that. But do you think El will continue to stay?”
“I wish so.”
“Whatever you wish, Master, it will be done. Then what about El’s room? We can’t keep her in the guest room forever.”
Irina smiled gently, naturally assuming that El would live in the duke’s house.
Mikaela smiled pleasantly at her cleverness and fell into thought for a moment.
Mikaela stared at the thick book she had brought from the library and rolled the small glass bottle in her hand.
“The same floor as Lapel.”
“Is that okay?”
Irina asked in surprise at the unexpected command.
Only Lapellian used the right side of the Duke of Mosteros’ house.
He had a particularly sensitive reputation among the Mosteros, who were known to be sensitive.
Even knowing that, it was strange for the butler to be told to put a strange human child on the same floor as Lapellian.
“It’ll be fine.”
Mikaela replied, brushing the old book with the palm of her hand.
“I’ll prepare as you’ve said. But, Master.”
“What is it?”
Mikaela, pushing the book and glass bottle into the drawer, looked at Irina, who was carefully removing her veil.
“Excuse me, but have you made a decision about the adoption?”
“How do you think I’ve made a decision?”
Mikaela returned the question instead of an answer.
“So far, the Duke of Mosteros has repaid favors many times over, and since you, Master, will do what you say once you decide to, I thought it might not be adoption. The saved being has been greatly wounded.”
“It’s not an unlikely story.”
Seeing Mikaela’s lukewarm response, Irina immediately read the result of this matter.
“So you’re treating adoption as if it never happened.”
Mikaela chuckled and nodded.
“I think there will be something to regret. I want to prevent that.”
“Something to regret means…….”
“It’s a secret for now.”
Mikaela spread her index finger, brought it to her lips, and lifted her mouth.
Irina thought Mikaela would be in a bad mood because she had had a rather headacheinducing conversation with Lapellian, but on the contrary, she looked well.
Irina carefully removed her veil.
“You seem to be in a good mood.”
“What’s there to be in a bad mood about? Rather, it’s exciting.”
Irina tilted her head.
Mikaela smiled more and continued the conversation.
“Lapel is showing interest in someone other than us. Lapellian, more than any of us, has a strong sense of belonging to a group, and he is indifferent to those outside our fence.”
“That tendency is strong indeed.”
“I’m glad I’m his sister. Seeing what Lapel is doing to El.”
“I thought it was to fulfill his duty.”
“It’s too much for that.”
Mikaela closed her mouth for a moment, remembering the moments she had talked to Lapellian earlier, and continued the story.
“Anyway, he did something that the usually rational and indifferent Lapellian wouldn’t do. So, naturally, it’s interesting. And…….”
‘I don’t know what their relationship will be, but I’m looking forward to how El will change Lapellian. So adoption is absolutely out of the question. If they become siblings, it could cause headaches later on, right?’
Mikaela cut her words short and laughed cheerfully, her face glowing with joy.
Irina took a step back, thinking that Mikaela’s smiling face was very pretty but slightly scary.
Noticing the butler’s movement, Mikaela cast a playful glance at her.
Irina blushed unnecessarily, smiled awkwardly, and brought back the step she had taken back.
Observing Irina’s awkwardness was funny and cute, but Mikaela decided to let it pass this time.
Noticing her intention, Irina expressed gratitude with a slight smile, then slapped her palm, suddenly realizing something.
“Ah! This is a disaster.”
“What is?”
“Briel, Lord Riel will be greatly disappointed. He was already excited, convinced that he was getting a little sister.”
“How could I forget this…….”
Mikaela closed her eyes tightly.
She regretted that she should have taken El somewhere else before Lapellian mentioned adoption.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
