I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 74
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When Ivonne was reading <Childhood Husband>, she thought it was natural for the male lead to win because he was the hero. But thinking about it now, it didn’t quite make sense for the lead, who was sharing Ivonne’s magic, to defeat the Magic Tower Master…
However, looking at it another way, that lead’s buff is now Ivonne’s. A sense of relief washed over her, dispelling the gloom.
‘I didn’t want to find common ground in this way, but perhaps, being from a common background, they might have a lot to talk about.’
With that thought, the darkness that clouded her vision seemed to lighten a bit.
Thus, without delay, Ivonne looked for the emergency contact list and immediately called Isaac.
“Communication received. Southern Tower Master, Isaac speaking.”
“…?”
There was an unadorned sweetness to his voice, gently high-pitched, making each syllable distinctly clear to the ear.
“Please, go ahead. I’m listening.”
A lazy voice tinged with a hint of laughter, as if wrapping around her ears, came from right behind her.
“…!”
Startled, Ivonne turned around, her neatly tied hair whipping through the air.
“Of course, I’m watching too.”
A man sitting casually on the window sill, waving lightly, greeted her with a smiling eye.
His light brown hair and dark green eyes presented a remarkably ordinary look, but wearing a black turtleneck under his shirt in summer weather was notably striking.
“How did you…”
Thud, clatter. The communicator Ivonne had been holding rolled on the floor.
“I heard a new member arrived, and it’s only proper for a senior to welcome them.”
The amiable man stood up and handed back the rolling communicator to Ivonne.
“Nice to meet you, Miss Ivonne.”
His gently drooping eyelids made his smile seem sweet. Less intense, perhaps, but intriguingly enduring, Isaac offered a charm entirely different from Rix’s.
“Ah, yes. It’s nice to meet you, Southern Tower Master. I’m Ivonne… ah, you already know my name. So… please, feel free to speak comfortably.”
“Sure, you can call me ‘Senior Isaac’ then,” Isaac suggested.
He raised a finger with a friendly gesture that naturally showcased his approachability.
“Alright, Senior Isaac… like this?”
“Sounds good. Wow, I finally have a junior. It feels new and nice. Please take good care of me, Miss Junior.”
“Miss …Junior?”
“Ahh, I’ve always thought I’d treat my juniors really well. Since Ivonne is my one and only precious junior, it’s ‘Miss Junior’.”
“Then, should I call you ‘Sir Senior’ too—”
“No, I’d prefer if Ivonne just called me senior,” Isaac cut her off gently. Ivonne trailed off, looking a bit unsure.
“But…”
“Let’s do this: I’m just ‘senior’ to you, and everyone else can call me ‘Tower Master’ or ‘Sir Senior’ if we get closer. Being casually called ‘senior’ is just for you.”
Isaac winked as if to ask if that was wise. It was almost illogical, but his playful charm made Ivonne laugh without realizing it. He truly had a fascinating allure. If effortless charisma could take human form, it would be Isaac.
“Got it, Senior.”
“Great.”
Isaac’s broad smile seemed to sprinkle flowers around, casting an illusion of beauty. His amiable, smiling face was courteous yet instantly eased people into comfort. The way he mixed formal and informal speech felt so natural.
‘He must be a hit with the adults.’
The phrase ‘meeting the parents’ approval without a hitch’, which people used to describe well-mannered individuals, must have been coined for someone like him.
Clapping his hands once, Isaac suggested.
“Well, then, how about we start with a brief handover? It’s a bit sudden, but…”
“Yes, that sounds good. I was actually feeling a bit down since no one was here.”
“I came at just the right time, then.”
Isaac looked down at her and smiled, his lips curling up in a genuinely refreshing smile. At that moment, Ivonne’s green eyes wavered lightly.
‘Wow… I thought it was Rix for a moment.’
It was reminiscent of the charming smile that Rix had shown her upon their first meeting, a smile that was as refreshing as a sudden shower yet embarrassingly heart-fluttering. She couldn’t help but think of the warmth it had brought her, even the sight of his neat, white teeth had been thrilling.
Despite the fact that Isaac and Rix had nothing in common, from their appearances to their personalities.
‘Get a grip. What am I doing, really?’
Ivonne might have slapped her own cheeks a couple of times if Isaac hadn’t been there.
Instead, she closed her eyes tightly and then opened them, shaking off the lingering image of Isaac’s smile from her mind.
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As Ivonne had anticipated, the two got along quite well. They shared not only their perspectives on life as commoners but also their thoughts on the nobility-biased empire.
Because of that, the handover was completed without any issue, and now, they found themselves sitting opposite each other, enjoying a cup of tea.
Interestingly, they even shared similar tastes, their conversation topic never dwindled.
Moreover, their commonalities didn’t end there.
