Belladonna swallowed nervously and stretched her arms out to Escalion.
With a satisfied smile, he grabbed her waist and gently lowered her down.
‘Wow…’
As soon as her feet touched the ground, they sank into the white sand.
It felt as if the soft sand was pulling at her feet.
Belladonna panicked and quickly tried to move her legs.
I’m going to sink…!
Watching her, Escalion chuckled.
“If you sink completely, I’ll rescue you, so feel free to wander around.”
As Belladonna gradually got used to the sand, she slowly stepped towards the sea.
Towards where the waves were crashing with a refreshing sound.
It was as if the sea was calling out to her.
“If you approach so bravely, your dress and shoes will inevitably get wet.”
Is that so?
At Escalion’s voice from behind, Belladonna stopped in her tracks.
Come to think of it, she couldn’t easily predict the movement of the waves coming towards her.
She wanted to get closer, but she might end up soaking the dress and shoes that Cindy had worked hard to prepare if she dawdled.
It might also be cold on the way back if she was wearing wet clothes…
After tying up the horse in a suitable place, Escalion approached her side and bent down.
‘Huh? What is he doing?’
Escalion took off his boots and rolled up his pant legs, revealing his taut, smooth calves.
He looked up at Belladonna for a moment, flashing a grin, then lifted her up in his arms.
Ahhhhh!
Startled, Belladonna pounded on his chest.
My heart won’t survive being with this man! I’m really going to scream at this rate!
“Ouch.”
He said in a calm voice that didn’t seem to be in much pain.
Escalion adjusted his hold on the struggling Belladonna and strode fearlessly towards the crashing waves.
Hmm?
Belladonna stopped hitting him and quietly observed what he was doing.
As they walked towards the sea, the waves continued to come in, wetting Escalion’s bare feet and starting to soak his calves.
Even so, he didn’t stop walking.
‘Just how far is he going to go?’
Belladonna looked down worriedly at the waves splashing below her.
Finally, Escalion stopped where the seawater was lapping at his knees above where he had rolled up his pant legs, and gently lowered her down with his strong arms.
“Touch it if you want to.”
Escalion said, looking down at her.
Belladonna blinked her wide eyes and looked up at him.
So now…
‘Did he come all the way in here himself to keep me from getting wet?’
Belladonna just blinked her blue eyes, not taking her gaze off him.
“If you’re just going to stare at your husband’s face like that, I’ll think I brought you in here for nothing. You should look at the sea, not me.”
At his voice, Belladonna startled and turned her head.
Below, the seawater was lapping around them.
Belladonna carefully reached out to touch the seawater.
‘Ah, it’s cold!’
The seawater was icier than she expected, and Belladonna quickly withdrew her hand.
But… it’s fun.
Belladonna took a deep breath and reached out her hand again.
Splash, splash.
She moved her hands around the surface, splashing the seawater, scooping it up with both hands and pouring it back.
Wow, this is amazing! It felt like being in a giant bathtub.
“You’re like a child who loves playing in the water.”
Escalion remarked.
Hmm…
Feeling mischievous, Belladonna lifted her hand wet with seawater and shook it in front of his face, splashing him.
Escalion closed his eyes and smirked.
“Having fun?”
Yes. It’s fun, you rascal.
Belladonna grinned, her mood lifted.
It wasn’t her usual elegant and artificial smooth smile, but a genuine smile from her heart for the first time in a long while.
Seeing her like this, Escalion’s face turned serious.
“So you can smile like that too.”
Huh?
At the sudden low voice, Belladonna, who had been looking down at the sea again, turned her head.
But his face had returned to its usual smug expression.
“If you’ve seen enough, let’s get out now. The sea breeze is colder than you’d think, so we shouldn’t let our guard down.”
Though a bit regretful, Belladonna nodded.
Without hesitation, Escalion turned around and waded out of the sea just as he had entered.
Belladonna looked at the vast expanse of sea over his shoulder.
Finally reaching the beach, he gently set her down.
Belladonna looked down at the sand swallowing her feet again and playfully moved them.
Beside her, Escalion picked up his boots and started walking.
“Come here.”
What am I, a puppy?
Grumbling internally, Belladonna faithfully followed behind him.
Walking barefoot across the sand in long strides to where the horse was tied, he tossed his boots aside and grabbed her waist to lift her onto the saddle.
“Hands.”
What, does he really think I’m a dog?
Belladonna held out both hands to him.
Enveloping her small hands completely in his large ones, he blew hot breath onto them.
“They’ve turned to ice.”
Ah.
She hadn’t realized, but the seawater must have been colder than she thought.
Had they gotten that cold just from touching and playing in it for a bit?
She hadn’t noticed until just now, but when he wrapped her hands in his warm ones and blew hot air on them, she could finally feel how abnormally cold her own hands were.
‘Ah, but…’
Just then, Belladonna’s gaze drifted downward.
To his pant legs dripping with seawater and his bare legs exposed underneath.
‘If my hands are this cold, then Escalion’s legs must be…’
Looking down at his legs, which seemed a bit redder than before, Belladonna twisted her hands free from his grasp.
When Escalion looked up at her with a puzzled expression, she pointed at his legs with her finger.
Escalion looked down to where she was pointing and smirked.
“Is the benevolent Saint worried about my legs?”
Yes. Leave my hands be and warm up your legs, why don’t you?
“Having rolled around so much on the northern battlefields, this level of cold doesn’t even feel cold to me. Who’s worrying about whom here?”
He said nonchalantly as he gathered her hands in his again.
Belladonna looked down at him, feeling somewhat sorry and uncomfortable.
It’s all because of me…
“But…”
Escalion, who had lowered his head to her clasped hands, spoke up.
“…This feeling isn’t bad.”
After finishing his words, he pressed his lips firmly against the back of her hand.
At that soft pressure, Belladonna unconsciously inhaled.
What is this feeling…
She hunched her shoulders and quietly looked down at the top of Escalion’s head.
Following the back of her cold hand, she could feel her heartbeat suddenly starting to flutter.
Eventually, Escalion raised his head to look up at her.
“Shall we go back?”
Belladonna couldn’t answer and just quietly gazed into his burning golden eyes.
Looking into them like this, she felt like she could see her own reflection in his pupils.
Escalion’s eyes were special.
“Bella. Shall we… return to our castle?”
He asked again.
Our castle…?
No, it was strictly Escalion’s castle.
“…”
But Belladonna couldn’t bring herself to say so out loud.
Finally, Belladonna slowly nodded, and Escalion pulled up the corners of his mouth, seemingly satisfied with her response.
“As you wish, Saint. I shall do as you command.”
“Oh my, my lady!”
By the time they hurriedly returned to the castle, it was already dusk all around.
Cindy, who had been pacing at the castle gate holding a lit lamp, ran towards them as they entered the castle.
“Oh, you’ve returned, my lord… My lady! How could you go out wearing just one thick dress when it’s gotten so cold! What if you catch a cold?”
Cindy cried out, stamping her feet.
Belladonna smiled sheepishly.
And for good reason – she had just returned in a warm state, without feeling a single gust of cold wind, being tightly held in Escalion’s arms behind her.
Hehe…
“Hurry and take her inside.”
Escalion jumped down and helped Belladonna dismount.
Belladonna felt an inexplicable awkwardness and couldn’t meet his eyes, turning her head away.
“Yes! I understa… Huh? My lord? Are you… barefoot? Where did you leave your shoes…”
Cindy asked, seeing Escalion dismount barefoot.
The sight of the lord standing barefoot on the ground, with his pant legs rolled up and wet at the ends, was unfamiliar and awkward.
No matter how free-spirited our lord is said to be… Just what were they doing to end up in such a state?
Escalion casually spoke as he brushed back the hair that had fallen over his forehead.
“Don’t mind it, just hurry and take my wife inside. The night wind has gotten quite chilly.”
“Ah, yes, understood!”
Cindy draped the fluffy fur she was holding over Belladonna’s shoulders and led her away.
As they entered the castle where warm light was streaming out, Belladonna turned her head slightly to glance at him.
Escalion was giving some orders to the stable boy who had run up to him, handing over the reins.
“…”
“My lady? Let’s go inside quickly. You’ll catch a cold if you stay out any longer.”
Cindy, standing beside her, said again with a puzzled look.
Belladonna quickly nodded and put on her habitual smile.
“The cold season in Gribblata comes suddenly. Though it’s still some time before full winter sets in, the temperature can drop sharply at night even if it’s warm during the day, so you must always remember to wear thick clothes!”
Nod, nod.
Cindy seems to nag a bit too much.
Belladonna nodded as she climbed the central staircase.
She thought she could faintly smell the salty scent of the sea in her hair that reached down to her waist.
She felt like going to her room quickly to wash up and rest in a warm bed.
Oh, wait… But…
Belladonna hesitated at the fork in the hallway after climbing to the second floor with Cindy.
To the left was the bridal chamber, and to the right was her own room.
‘I wonder if I’ll be going to the bridal chamber again tonight…’
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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