“Yes. It’s all over. Still, there may be a somewhat gruesome scene remaining, so I recommend not looking, miss.”
“…”
Even though the fight was over, there was still a gruesome scene left… Does that mean someone got hurt?
It couldn’t be Carlos, right?
Suddenly, Irene’s face turned pale with fear.
As if understanding her emotions, Duce smiled and added.
“Master has not been hurt at all, so you don’t need to worry.”
I see. That’s a relief.
The man threw an arrow of resentment mixed with blame towards Irene, who was relieved.
“Consider my worries too.”
“Close your mouth.”
When Carlos responded coldly, the man complained.
“It’s already miserable enough, and you don’t even care. That’s too much.”
Carlos chuckled.
“The one who attacked first probably shouldn’t be saying that.”
“Attacked? I just greeted you like usual.”
“You’re still babbling as always.”
Carlos and the mysterious man murmured to each other, just like Duce and Jessie did.
‘What’s going on?’
They seemed to be fighting as if they would kill each other, so Irene thought their relationship was terrible. However, seeing them now, it didn’t seem that bad.
This is like…
“Friendship.”
Muttering to herself like Irene, the man who managed to hear her shook her hand.
“That’s right, friends!”
Although Irene couldn’t see the man’s face because of Duce, his hand shaking left and right seemed confident.
“I’m Abel, miss! Nice to meet you!”
“…”
Looking at Carlos, Irene turned her gaze away, blinking slowly. At that moment, Carlos, who seemed to be enduring something painful, closed his eyes tightly and pressed his temples, thanks to Duce moving aside. Carlos showed up in Irene’s sight.
Abel, the man, was grinning, his lips slightly split.
It was clear to anyone that Carlos was the winner of this fight.
Abel shamelessly asked Irene to heal his wounds.
Carlos promptly rejected the request.
When Duce offered to treat him, Abel grumbled.
“I prefer a delicate woman’s touch to a rough man’s touch.”
“…”
Instead of responding, Carlos took the cotton soaked in antiseptic from Duce’s hand and pressed it firmly against the wound.
“Ouch, it hurts!”
Abel’s desperate scream echoed.
“Bear with it.”
Carlos forcibly held Abel, who was struggling, and continued to apply antiseptic to the wound.
Watching the two silently, Irene became certain that their friendship was genuine.
Am I seeing things wrong?
Why is the Lord of the Blue Realm, who should be in the underworld, here?
Gilbert, who brought the chocolate cheesecake made according to Carlos’s request, visited the reception room. He looked surprised as he glanced at Abel.
For a moment, Abel, who felt the gaze, quickly lowered his head when he turned to look. Contrary to the Lord of the Blue Realm’s appearance, which was known for a quirky and terrifying personality among the underground residents, it was well-known that making eye contact with him might lead to unnecessary trouble. It was better not to look at him at all.
Perhaps because of that, Abel lost interest in Gilbert and turned to look at the tray he brought.
“Oh, a cake.”
Abel, who saw the cake covered with a glass lid, approached with a whistle.
“How did you know I like cakes?”
“That’s… ”
Trying to explain that it’s not the case, before Abel finished speaking, he vigorously stabbed the untouched cake with a fork.
Oh no.
Gilbert looked visibly startled and glanced at Carlos.
He hoped Carlos would restrain Abel, but unfortunately, Carlos did not.
Since there was a separate owner for the cake, and if that owner was Irene, Abel’s interest would undoubtedly turn towards her.
“…”
Feeling slightly annoyed and if Gilbert felt hurt, Irene chose silence.
Carlos always had dinner with Irene unless there was something special.
Even when the priests or the Crown Prince came, dinner was always with Irene.
“His Highness says he won’t be having dinner together today.”
So Irene, who believed it would be the same as usual, was slightly taken aback when Jessie unexpectedly delivered the news.
“Are we eating separately today?”
“Yes. Today, it seems like Sir Abel will be having dinner together.”
I see. Today, with that man…
“…”
He said they were friends who hadn’t seen each other in a while, so Irene understood the desire to have a quiet dinner, sharing various stories.
Yeah. I don’t have such friends, but… that doesn’t mean I can’t understand that feeling.
But why do I feel so disappointed?
Even if I don’t understand Carlos’s feelings, there’s no reason for me to feel disappointed that we won’t be having dinner together.
Strangely, feeling upset, Irene clasped her hands together.
“Where does it hurt, miss?”
Worried Jessie, who did not think Irene was upset about not having dinner with Carlos, asked.
“Should I call a doctor?”
“Oh, no. I’m not in pain. Just…”
“Just?”
“I’m a little hungry.”
Unable to find an adequate excuse, Irene mumbled vaguely.
As dinner time approached, Jessie did not suspect anything.
“Would you like to have dinner in the room, or in the dining room?”
“I’ll have it in the room.”
There was no need to go to the restaurant when they weren’t eating together with Carlos.
“I’ll prepare it right away.”
Jessie immediately set up the table with a tablecloth and arranged the food and utensils.
Each dish looked delicious and indeed tasted good.
Moreover, recently, due to increased appetite, she could easily finish this amount.
“…”
However, strangely today, she had no appetite, and after a few spoonfuls, she put down her utensils.
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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