She felt his body heat, the stonelike muscles writhing under the skin.
Swallowing her dry saliva due to unnecessary tension, Bercheria closed her eyes and concentrated.
She recalled the moment when the tower turned into a staff.
It happened so quickly that she wondered if it would work, but she had to try everything.
The scene floated before her eyes like a picture.
The sound of the carriage carrying her mother, rushing towards her.
Lakrahan, holding the startled her, telling her to calm down.
“Ah.”
Bercheria suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Lakrahan.
His figure, entrusting his body to her while keeping his eyes closed, was visible.
‘Something was missing.’
Bercheria got off her knees and stood up.
Then she pressed her lips to Lakrahan’s, who was sitting down.
“……!”
Lakrahan’s eyes widened at the sudden surprise kiss.
[Star icon]Tatiana was walking down the corridor, shrugging her shoulders.
Her selfesteem was soaring due to the unfamiliar woman following her from behind.
“Just trust me, Princess!”
Kelita, who was following Tatiana, smiled brightly.
“Thank you, Tatiana.”
“You may not know, Princess, but my sister and I are very close. Last time, we almost stayed up all night talking.”
“Is that so? Lucky me for meeting Tatiana first.”
“Of course! Just trust me!”
Tatiana laughed merrily.
Kelita gently pushed Tatiana’s back.
After parting with Lakrahan, she had many thoughts.
She had asked some servants working in Lakrahan’s castle about him, but she didn’t get the answers she wanted.
Kelita had no intention of blaming Lakrahan.
Through her long royal life, she knew all kinds of nobles.
In Periat, the importance of premarital chastity was emphasized, but most people did not try to adhere to that teaching.
Meeting at parties or outside.
If they were agreeable, they could easily get pregnant or have a child.
Neither men nor women were virtuous, so among the nobles, it was an unspoken rule not to ask about the past.
There was no point in asking, they knew.
None of those who married and lived that way had any particular problems.
They still attended social parties and maintained a happy married life.
So Kelita thought to do the same.
‘What kind of woman was she?’
Kelita also had not expected that there would be no woman for Lakrahan, who had lived in the North all his life.
It did not matter if he had a woman he loved or had loved.
After all, Kelita would be the one to marry him.
But once she came and saw it, it seemed that there was some need to sort out this situation.
‘The man who sees women like stones. What kind of woman could make him so desperate to meet her?’
In the end, Kelita decided to meet Lakrahan’s lady and explain the situation directly.
‘I have to speak kindly so that the lady is not hurt.’
After all, she will become the mistress of the North, and Lakrahan will become her husband, so how much must the lady be hurt inside.
“Princess! That’s my sister’s room over there! Come this way quickly.”
At Tatiana’s cry, Kelita snapped out of her thoughts.
“Yeah, okay.”
With her heart leading, Tatiana came over again and took Kelita’s hand.
“My sister, she actually saved all of us. Ah, exactly, it was my sister and His Grace the Duke.”
“Saved you? What happened?”
“Yes. There was a fire in the warehouse outside and we almost died. But my sister gathered us all and protected us.”
Tatiana’s eyes sparkled as she smiled.
It was not a story that Kelita was particularly interested in, but looking at the child’s face, she could not help but ask again.
“How did she protect you?”
Tatiana stamped her feet and beckoned Kelita to come closer.
“Princess. Since you are the princess, I will tell you. It’s a secret, but since you’re the princess!”
Kelita smiled faintly and brought her ear closer to Tatiana.
“My sister brought down rain from the sky.”
With a yelp, Tatiana hopped forward on both feet and stood in front of a door.
Kelita moved her legs reflexively but was still caught in the child’s voice she had just heard.
“Sister! The princess has come!”
As Kelita arrived behind her, Tatiana hummed a tune and opened Bercheria’s door.
Without much furniture, only a bed and a small table, the space slowly revealed itself, and Tatiana proudly spread her arms to show off the room’s interior.
“Tada! Isn’t our sister really pretty?”
In the middle of the room on a bed, there sat Lakrahan and a woman with lush blonde hair, kissing.
The bright noon sun streamed in, and in the beautiful room, Kelita’s fingertips grew cold as ice.
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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