He had felt a peculiar anticipation when he saw her at the tennis court the day before. Her direct and confident gaze, different from before, made him subconsciously think she might accept the invitation.
Was it a misconception?
The sharp blade of the knife glided in the sunlight. Edgar opened the envelope and took out the contents, looking down.
“Wishing endless prosperity to Lancelot Hotel.”
The exceedingly dry sentences began with stiff formalities, politely declining the invitation. But Edgar couldn’t help bursting into laughter.
Such a kindly bad handwriting in this world.
The effortfully pressed and earnestly written characters exuded an innocent charm.
“My goodness, Miss! It’s eleven o’clock.”
Ann exclaimed in surprise.
If they had followed the plan, they should have had an early breakfast and left the hotel by now. But Olivia and Ann, now habitual late sleepers, woke up close to noon and laughed under the covers.
They quickly got ready to go out. After putting a hat on Olivia, Ann grabbed an umbrella and opened the door.
As Olivia glanced at the map of Litten City while walking down the hallway, she accidentally bumped into someone.
“Ah! I’m so sorry.”
“That’s alright.”
The man slightly lifted his hat, then knocked on the door next to Olivia’s room. He was a man she had often encountered here.
Olivia headed towards the elevator, and the man entered his room.
Stepping outside, the gentle spring breeze fluttered the ribbons of her bonnet tied neatly under her chin. Spring was fully revealing itself, adorning each tree with light green leaves and scattering purple petals in the wind.
“It was good to come out, Ann.”
“Yes, it’s too beautiful a day to waste inside a carriage.”
Despite their wish to immerse in the ambiance of spring, their romance succumbed to hunger. After boarding a carriage hailed by the doorman, Ann told the coachman their destination.
“Please take us to Grand Bleu.”
The carriage picked up speed and soon left Golden Avenue behind, racing along the riverside road.
They eventually arrived at their destination.
The Mediterranean seafood restaurant, known for its white facade and bright blue doors, welcomed them warmly. A staff member in evening attire, a napkin draped over his arm, greeted them pleasantly.
“Would you mind waiting a bit? Is that alright?”
“How long will we have to wait?”
“Just about ten minutes.”
“Seems the gods are watching over us.”
Olivia joked, smiling. In truth, she was on the brink of fainting from hunger. As they were seated by a waiter, the bartender placed a tall, slender glass in front of Olivia.
Sipping the aperitif, Olivia turned around, taking in the hall where various sounds coexisted. The high-ceilinged space was fronted by wide glass windows facing the Vichen River, and the terrace with a view of the azure sea and river was already fully occupied.
Patrons eating their meals all seemed content, engaging in pleasant conversations.
Waiting with anticipation, the time didn’t feel tedious. However, the sight of the group of noblewomen at a corner table on the terrace made Olivia and Ann crinkle their foreheads.
“Miss, shall we go somewhere else next time? It seems like that table over there is ours…”
Ann trailed off, looking uncomfortable.
The table being busily prepared by two waiters was right in front of the glass partition separating the terrace and the hall, directly facing the noblewomen they encountered yesterday at the hotel cafeteria.
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“I’m fine, but…”
“Me too.”
Turning away, Olivia playfully opened the menu.
“If they act friendly like yesterday, I should ask them to pay for our meal.”
Ann’s lips curved into a slight smile at Olivia’s relaxed demeanor. She was not the same Miss from before.
It was as if, in narrowly escaping death, her soul had swapped with someone else’s. Ann had indulged in such absurd fantasies while watching Olivia sleep.
“Why?”
Feeling Ann’s gaze, Olivia looked at her and asked.
“If we’re going to charge them, let’s order something expensive, Miss.”
Ann declared boldly, and Olivia burst into laughter.
Olivia and Ann clinked their clear glasses as if toasting. Just then, the entrance corridor became noisy.
“The new employee from Anglia is amazing.”
“Pathetic guy, bragging in broad daylight.”
The voices of men laughing and joking grew louder as a group of guests appeared. Olivia’s eyes widened a bit as she sipped champagne. They were the same group she saw at the tennis court.
The group, more stylishly dressed than yesterday, entered, and the elderly manager hurried over in surprise.
“Your Grace, you’ve arrived.”
“It’s been a while.”
The tall man in the middle, with hair as dark as the deep night, responded with a handsome smile. He was yesterday’s winner at the tennis court.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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