Diana was so shocked that she was dumbfounded.
“How did Angela get here…”
“Enough for two servings every evening, including dinner. Medium well-done steak that’s soft enough for the blood to slightly pool is a must. I tried to keep deceiving you as much as possible, but it would be a big deal if you starved to death, wouldn’t it?”
Angela, who was listing her actions while folding her fingers one by one, raised her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders.
Diana alternately looked at Angela standing confidently and the tightly closed main gate and asked,
“But the door must have been locked…”
“When I pleaded a few times, it opened easily. It’s a big deal that it might be a dangerous person.”
“Open it? Who…?”
“Obviously this troublemaker.”
Diana turned her gaze towards Lu, who was nestled in her arms.
Lu, who was startled by the sharp look, seemed to know that he was going to be scolded, and explained with tearful eyes,
“Lu didn’t say anything. I just opened the door because she said she was Mom’s friend…”
Diana realized her mistake. She had only asked him not to answer, but never said a word about not opening the door.
It wasn’t that Diana had been complacent about Lu’s safety, but rather she thought that only family members could open and close the door of the detached house.
There’s no way Angela or Lu would be lying…
Were there other conditions that could open the door in the first place?
Diana stared blankly at Lu, who was nestled like a doll.
What do the two of us have in common?
Different races, different ages, different genders… The only similarity is the habit of trailing off at the end of sentences…?
While Diana was pondering with a serious expression, Angela pinched Lu’s nose without hurting him and joked around.
“What, you can talk? Baby young master?”
Lu, who was frightened by Angela’s tremendous presence, hurriedly snuggled into Diana’s arms.
Diana adjusted her hold on Lu, who had become much heavier than before, and kissed the top of his head.
“It’s okay… I’m not scolding you.”
Although Diana was grateful that Lu had not starved and was doing well, she asked Angela, who was standing next to her, once again, unable to believe that he had opened the door.
“Are you sure Lu opened the door, Angela?”
“That’s what I’m saying? I came to bring some food because you weren’t coming for so long, but he just opened the door and went inside.”
“No! I, I… Because she said she was Mom’s friend… Hehe… She brought a lot of things that smelled like Mom… So I opened it.”
Angela smiled awkwardly and pointed to the gloves Lu was wearing.
“Those are the ones I used when I was young, right?”
“They seemed to fit perfectly.”
“Oh my, what a pleasant surprise. I never thought…”
“I manage the young lady’s belongings.”
Indeed, the touch of Angela, a veteran housekeeper, filled the house with warmth.
Entering the garden leading to the main building, there were piles of snow that Angela had accumulated, and two or three burlap sacks of different sizes that Lu had been riding and playing with were placed along the slope.
The main bedroom was also incomparably neater than when Diana managed it alone.
The toys the child had been playing with were neatly organized in a clean rattan basket, and on the folding table, there were glossy eclairs and leftover egg tarts.
Seeing the overflowing tangerine peels in the basket and the open fairy tale book, it was evident how much effort Angela had put into taking care of the child.
When Diana tried to put the fallen tangerine peels into the basket, Angela firmly shook her head and stopped her.
“Tangerine peels go in the basket! The person who eats and the person who cleans up are separate! How many times do I have to tell you that you can’t do that?”
“I, I was trying to clean up. I just forgot because Mom came…”
“I can’t forgive a little kid who makes the young lady struggle. It’s all good to play and eat to your heart’s content, but I can’t tolerate making a mess. Clean it up quickly.”
“…Yes.”
Lu pouted and picked up the peels one by one and put them in the basket.
“I can do it…”
“Why would the young lady do it? I’m barely tolerating him calling you ‘Mom’. Who does he think he is, calling you Mom? How dare he…”
“Angela. Watch your words in front of the child.”
“Sigh… You can’t take care of him forever, so what are you trying to do?”
Diana buried her face in Angela’s strong arms with an awkward smile, expressing her apology.
“Don’t worry about that. I have it all figured out.”
“I don’t know what you’re thinking…”
“I know how to break the curse. So Angela, you don’t have to worry.”
Angela looked down at Lu, who was diligently peeling tangerines, with a troubled expression.
When she playfully poked his round cheek with her rough hand, Lu refused her touch with a sullen expression and sat snuggled close to Diana.
“…If the young lady says so, then that’s how it is. I think I understand why you’re concerned.”
Angela sat with her knees up and rubbed her chin.
Then, she scrutinized the child who clearly resembled Raoul with languid eyes and muttered to herself,
“How can they look so alike…?”
Lu, not knowing that they were talking about him, neatly peeled the tangerines into flower shapes and stacked them in the basket.
He didn’t forget to feed his beloved mother, of course. Diana ate the tangerine and asked,
“…Does Angela think so too?”
Angela, who nodded her head indifferently, rolled the tangerine in her hand like a walnut and replied,
“Even within the same race, it would be difficult to resemble each other to this extent, so it’s really strange. Could he be a lost younger brother or a distant relative?”
“Really… Maybe that’s possible.”
“Since lycans are a rare species, there aren’t many of them.”
Angela bit her lips tightly and clenched her fists firmly, as if recalling her mortal enemy.
Seeing the juice flowing between her fingers, Raoul’s future suddenly felt bleak.
“That arrogant bastard… How dare he join the rebels… The day I see him again, I’ll crush him with my own hands.”
“I’ll crush him!”
Lu, who had been sulking until just now, seemed to think Angela’s actions were cool. He imitated Angela and smashed the tangerine.
Angela didn’t seem to mind Lu doing that either, wiping his fist with a cloth and praising him, saying, “That’s right, that’s right.”
The enthusiasm of the two who had gotten close in just a few days warmed up the ondol room, and Diana awkwardly smiled and pitied Raoul, whose nose would be itching by now.
[This is the timeline separator]Fortunately, Angela and Lu quickly became close.
Diana was worried that Lu might be disliked because he resembled Raoul, but the more time Angela spent with Lu, the more she cherished and cared for him, saying that he had many things in common with Diana.
“Waaah. I got hurt.”
Lu, who had been climbing the tree like a monkey, suddenly fell with a thud.
Before long, Lu ran towards the floor, trembling his hand, and whined to Angela, showing his swollen fingers.
“Oh my, what’s the fuss about getting one thorn stuck? I’ll take it out with tweezers for you.”
“…The two of you have become really close.”
Diana, who was neatly folding the fluffy dry towels, watched the two with a pleased look.
Angela, who skillfully removed the thorn, roughly wiped Lu’s swollen eyes with a somewhat rough touch, and then put the child back under the floor.
“Go and play! Be strong! Don’t cry!”
“Okay!”
Angela shook her head and shared the towel with Diana. Diana felt grateful to Angela for being kind to Lu despite her grumbling.
“Thank you for being nice to Lu… Not looking down on him for being a slave…”
“…If the young lady thinks of him as her own child, he’s precious to me too. At first, I disliked him, thinking he was trying to ruin someone else’s life… But as I watched, I grew fond of him. He has a lot in common with you too.”
Angela found it cute that Lu often burst into tears, was timid, and had a shy side.
It seemed like she was seeing a young Diana overlapping with him.
It was when the winter with some remaining questions was slowly melting away due to the strong bond between the three.
Diana received a letter from Arthur.
It was the morning after she had sneaked into her father’s office twice, trying to figure out a way to find the fox bead, and returned empty-handed without any success.
〈The trade ship will be completed in the coming spring. The long and tedious winter has passed, and the season of reunion has finally returned. I will be looking forward to that day.〉
If he says the returning spring, there’s less than a month left…
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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