He Who Covets the Abandoned Bride - Chapter 10

“You, you……”

With a shocked face, Reynold looked up at him, unable to continue his words smoothly. As he stuttered, pointing at himself with his fingertips, Millay considered breaking that hand but instead pushed his face away with his foot.

It was a small action, but because Reynold was defenseless, his face was buried in the floor, and he trembled. He gritted his teeth as he tried to get up.

“You, you bastard who’s nothing but a mere marquis……”

As Reynold was still holding his forehead as if his head hurt, Millay watched him with his arms folded and bluntly said:

“I thought I told you who I am. Have you forgotten already?”

“Stop lying, you bastard! You claim to be the Crown Prince of Hankin? Where do you get off making such an absurd impersonation?”

Shouting like that, Reynold spat on the floor, mixed with blood. Millay then realized what the situation was and let out a short exclamation of “Ah.”

He had mistakenly thought that Reynold had properly understood his place since Layla knew him as a marquis, but it was actually the opposite.

As expected, he should say.

Millay twisted his thin lips into a smirk, then knelt on one knee in front of Reynold, who was still struggling to get up. He grabbed Reynold’s already messed-up face and lifted it to look at him.

There was a hint of mockery in his gaze. His voice was utterly cold.

“In other words, you didn’t believe what I said. Is that why you went so far as to prepare a carriage to summon me back to the palace? Why, to humiliate Layla in front of me?”

Reynold laughed lowly at the words that accurately pinpointed his intentions. Still not fully grasping the situation, he continued to provoke Millay without hesitation.

“You like that woman, don’t you? Did you fall for her at first sight?”

Should he be praised for this?

It was true that he fell at first sight.

But it was certainly not at the moment Reynold was thinking of. What man in the world would fall for a crying woman unless it was out of pity?

However, those words reminded Millay of the scene where Layla was sitting in the corner of this room crying not long ago, and he felt his mind grow cold.

“……This is why dealing with low-intelligence beings is tiresome.”

It was at that moment when he muttered softly.

Bang!

Although there was clearly no subtle gesture from Millay, Reynold’s body flew backward.

While earlier he might not have noticed what hit him due to the darkness, this time was different. With his eyes wide open, Reynold was slammed against the wall by an invisible force.

Bouncing back and thrown onto the floor, Reynold groaned, unable to get up due to the impact that had struck his body.

“Kuk, keuk……”

Millay, who had inflicted pain on him just enough not to cause a concussion, leisurely put his hands in his pockets and approached Reynold again as he crawled on the floor.

“Do you even know what this power is?”

It felt as if some bone had broken, and heat surged through his body. Although he was completely disoriented, Reynold’s jaw trembled as he recalled what had just happened.

Click, click. As the sound of teeth chattering horribly echoed, Reynold began to stutter.

“Wh-what, c-could it be really……”

That his claim of being the Crown Prince wasn’t a bluff?

Unable to finish his words, he just blinked at Millay, who tilted his head and gave a slight smile while looking down at him. There were no words of affirmation or denial, but Reynold could no longer doubt what his identity was.

The psychokinesis ability said to be passed down through the bloodline of the Hankin Empire’s royal family.

He was Adrian Raines, the second-in-command of Hankin, evaluated as the most powerful ability user in history.

Come to think of it, he seemed to have heard somewhere that he had received a ‘marquis’ title at some point.

Recalling this fact as well, Reynold felt chills run down his spine and now his hands began to tremble.

Looking down indifferently at his opponent who had frozen in fear, Millay muttered.

“To be honest, it’s a waste to show this power to a worm like you, and I didn’t expect to use it twice in one day.”

After saying this, Millay tilted his head and corrected the count.

“No, three times, is it?”

Reynold wondered why it was three times, and then barely recalled one instance.

The strange earthquake that only occurred in this building. Could it be that this man was responsible for that too…?

Even for a psychokinesis ability user, it seemed unlikely to be able to shake a building to that extent, but if the rumors about Crown Prince Adrian’s strength were true, it seemed entirely possible.

Reynold realized that he had unknowingly stirred up a very dangerous hornet’s nest.

He shouldn’t have taken the warning lightly when he heard it.

“But I need someone to vent my anger on, you see.”

“C-Crown Prince……”

Clear killing intent was felt in Millay’s eyes, and Reynold, instinctively shrinking from that intensity, backed away while sitting to distance himself from Millay.

Would he really try to kill him here? Even if he was a prince of a country…

As Reynold was thinking this, he suddenly felt strength drain from somewhere in his body. When a strong smell of urine suddenly wafted up from below, Millay, who had lowered his gaze, let out a snicker.

“You must have been very scared. That’s why you should have listened well from the beginning. Before my patience runs out.”

Reynold’s face flushed red with shame. He had never been driven to such a miserable state in his life. He felt like he might burst into tears, but barely holding back, Reynold stuttered a response.

“Wh-what, what do you, what do you want from me……”

Even to his own ears, his voice sounded strange, so how pathetic must he look in Millay’s eyes? Self-loathing rose up, but there was still no way to overcome the fear he felt from Millay. When Millay leaned in close and met his eyes, he almost lost his breath.

Looking at Reynold, who had now started hiccupping, Millay answered in a dry voice.

“When I first came to this country, I actually thought it would be fine to just sell you an expensive ship, have Layla break off the engagement properly, and send her back to Wessex……”

Just leave it at that thought, don’t add anything more.

Reynold, still hiccupping, focused his eyes, which had grown so large they seemed about to pop out, on him as he waited for the rest of the words.

“But you, and this country, turned out to be quite disgusting.”

“Wh-what… hic.”

Millay’s large hand reached out and grabbed Reynold by the nape of his neck. In this way, he prevented Reynold from resisting and began to drag him somewhere.

Walking with audible footsteps, Millay led Reynold to the table in the center of the room.

Reynold, whose head had been buried in the table, raised his head at the rustling sound of something caught in his hand.

As if on cue, Millay held up that something, which turned out to be paper, and shoved it in front of his face.

The titles of the documents were unmistakably clear. ‘Ship Sales Agreement’, ‘Loan Contract’.

“No need to worry too much. These are documents you would have had to sign in the future anyway, it’s just that the timing has been moved up by a few days.”

As he said, Reynold had been subtly pressured by Millay to sign these documents recently. However, there was one difference between now and before. Originally, Reynold had a choice about when to sign, but now that choice was gone.

“You want the cruise ship I’m selling, don’t you? I’ll sell it cheap, and I’ll even lend you the money to buy it.”

Reynold flinched at Millay’s words, which sounded as if he was doing him a favor. Even for someone as indulgent as him, he couldn’t immediately agree to buy the aforementioned cruise ship that Millay was trying to sell now.

The price of the ship was equivalent to two months of the kingdom’s operating expenses. Although he wanted to get his hands on it because it was said to be a super-luxury cruise ship, he had been considering giving up because it was too expensive when he actually tried to buy it.

However, he had also been hesitant to outright say he wouldn’t buy it, fearing he might become a laughingstock for having only greed without the wealth to back it up.

And now, a contract was being thrust at him by a man who seemed to want to kill him.

If he signed this, his life would surely plummet into the abyss from now on. Who in the world would want to step into such an obvious trap?

His eyes filled with fear as he looked at Millay.

But for Janus who had abandoned the eye of peace, only cruelty remained.

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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