Knock knock.
As the red sunlight gathered on the window, someone knocked on the door.
Nigel Ars quickly rose from her seat, wiped away her tears with her hands, neatly arranged the hair sticking to her face, and left the room.
The head servant reappeared with two maids.
“It’s time for dinner, my lady.”
“…Yes.”
Nigel Ars wanted to pretend nothing had happened, but a terrible sound like paper tearing came from her dry throat.
The stern-looking head servant glanced at Nigel Ars and briefly smiled, which increased Nigel Ars’s shame even more.
“The first thing those who work in the imperial palace learn is how to cover their eyes and ears. Please do not worry about it.”
“…Thank you for your consideration.”
Nigel Ars fanned her reddened face.
“Ah, and His Majesty has sent a dinner dress. Please do not hesitate to wear it.”
The maid on the right held out a box.
When Nigel Ars opened the box, an ivory-colored dress with a classic and simple design emerged.
The not-too-large puffy sleeves on both shoulders added loveliness, and upon closer inspection of the dress, gold thread was mixed into the fabric, giving it a subtle shimmer with every movement.
Even with the abundance of craftsmen in the imperial palace, it was unlikely that this beautiful and delicate dress could have been made in just a few hours, so it was easy to guess who the original owner of this dress was.
‘It’s Mother’s.’
Nigel Ars wore both tears and a smile simultaneously.
“My lady, if it’s not presumptuous, we would like to help you with your grooming.”
The stern-looking maid on the left spoke up.
“Then… please make me look as if no one would know I’ve been crying.”
The three servants nodded in unison.
After finishing the preparations, which included curling her hair beautifully, erasing the redness around her eyes with powder, and applying vitality to her lips, she arrived at the banquet hall where a familiar face greeted her.
“La… Lady Nigel Ars!”
As Crown Prince Calrein broke etiquette and abruptly stood up, quickly walking towards Nigel Ars, the faces of the servants in the banquet hall and Noah darkened for various reasons.
“The dress suits you wonderfully! Whose eye for fashion it was, I dare not say with my own mouth.”
“Yes, yes. Thank you for personally selecting my dress with your refined taste, Your Highness.”
Calrein smiled broadly at his cousin’s compliment and extended his arm to Nigel Ars. Nigel Ars reluctantly accepted Calrein’s escort.
The servants watching this were displeased that the Crown Prince had violated etiquette that even a child would know, while Noah was dissatisfied that a man with a fiancée was eagerly grasping the hand of someone else’s precious fiancée. They looked to the Emperor, the only one who could resolve this situation.
The Emperor simply rested his chin on his hand and contentedly watched Nigel Ars take her seat under Calrein’s escort, shattering many people’s expectations.
Thus began the strange combination of a banquet attended by royalty, nobility, merchants, and orphans.
The orphans eagerly emptied their plates, while the royalty excitedly engaged the older orphan in endless conversation.
The nobles and merchants, unsure of how to understand and deal with this situation, nibbled at their plates.
Meanwhile, if a noble so much as glanced at the older orphan, they immediately received inexplicably sharp glares from the royalty, further increasing the nobles’ confusion.
The banquet, which felt like an eternity to some, finally ended with dessert and tea.
The busy royalty, unable to hide their regret, were the first to rise from their seats.
As soon as the royalty disappeared, the mouths of the nobles and merchants, or rather Noah and Allen, came alive.
“…You seemed more intimate with the Crown Prince than your fiancé.”
“Noah, are you jealous even here! That’s not what’s important. Nigel Ars, what exactly is your relationship with the imperial family?”
“Um… it’s not appropriate here.”
Nigel Ars, who had cautiously opened her mouth, directed her gaze towards Jack, who was nodding off.
“Let’s talk separately in your room later.”
“R-Rather than that, I will provide you with a guest reception room.”
At this point, a young servant bravely spoke up.
Seeing his deeply reddened face, the three immediately recalled what it meant in high society for a man and woman to enter the same room.
The three people, blinking, smiled awkwardly and avoided each other’s gazes.
“Then, please do.”
Nigel Ars responded to the servant while watching Allen, who was dry heaving, and Noah, whose face was burning.
[This is the timeline separator]Jack, who had played a lot and eaten heartily, fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.
−Yaaawn. Nigel Ars, where on earth have you been?
Russ, who had been asleep the whole time, somehow managed to find Nigel Ars.
“Sorry, you were sleeping so soundly that I didn’t want to wake you.”
When Nigel Ars held out her palm, a warm body immediately filled it completely.
−Is that banquet thing over?
“Yes.”
Nigel Ars, knowing young Russ’s voracious appetite, tried to appear indifferent, but the corners of her mouth twitched upwards.
−…Well, Lord Russ never expected anything like a banquet! It’s enough if you’re happy, Nigel Ars.
I see, so you did expect it.
Nigel Ars tickled Russ’s light green body, which was shyly averting its gaze.
−Ah, Nigel Ars. This is where we came earlier. If you want to meet the rich human and the big human, you need to go the other way.
“…I knew that.”
Nigel Ars endured her embarrassment and followed Russ’s guidance to reach the reception room.
As soon as the reception room door opened, Allen and Noah rushed out.
“So, what kind of relationship do you have with the imperial family?”
“Don’t tell me you got engaged to Calrein behind my back… Nigel Ars, have you been crying?”
The two, who were fully prepared to bombard Nigel Ars with questions, opened their eyes wide.
−Nigel Ars cried?
Even Russ, who had been behaving quietly, jumped down onto the table and paced around menacingly with a reddened body.
−Which one of you is it? It’s because of the big human, right, Nigel Ars!
Fearing the situation might get complicated, Nigel Ars quickly grabbed Russ and looked at him straight in the eye.
“You need to stay calm, Russ.”
−…I’m only listening because it’s you saying it. However, if these two are the cause, I don’t know what I might do.
“It’s not them, so don’t worry.”
At those words, Russ obediently lowered his tail and climbed onto Nigel Ars’s shoulder.
“So, what on earth is going on? We need to know what’s happening to help!”
Allen clutched his chest in frustration and spoke loudly.
“Why, would you still try to help even if I said it was because of His Majesty the Emperor?”
“Well… then we’d have to think of a way for you and our family to emigrate to a foreign country together.”
Allen, who had been thinking seriously, suddenly came to his senses.
“…Ah, Nigel Ars, you’re joking right now, aren’t you!”
“Yes.”
Nigel Ars chuckled.
“Then… let me ask just this one thing. You’re not… an illegitimate child, are you?”
“And you’re not Calrein’s new fiancée, right?”
Nigel Ars, who was about to retort that it was a ridiculous joke, frowned when she saw that there wasn’t a hint of playfulness on their faces.
“…Don’t tell me you were really thinking that? That I’m the Emperor’s illegitimate child or Calrein’s fiancée?”
Nigel Ars was about to unleash a torrent of curses at the two who were still serious, but she changed her mind.
The fact that Abellina had a hidden twin daughter was known only to the imperial family and the Duke of Dien, so their thoughts were reasonable deductions.
−…Fools.
At that moment, Russ, who had been quiet, came down from Nigel Ars’s shoulder.
“Russ.”
Even though Nigel Ars firmly admonished him, Russ didn’t budge.
−You, rich human, are sensitive to magic, and you, big human, have good eyesight, yet you don’t know this?
Russ looked back and forth between the two, puffing himself up proudly.
“…Then what is it, Russ?”
“Russ knows the reason? As expected, you’re amazing!”
Pleased with the desired response, Russ replied even more haughtily.
−Well, Nigel Ars is the Emperor’s offspring!
The great divine beast had found the answer in an instant. Nigel Ars watched from behind, arms crossed, to see how well Russ knew the correct answer.
−Rich human, if you had paid a little attention, you would have known this fact right away because the Emperor’s and Nigel Ars’s magic feel very similar. Of course, Nigel Ars’s magic is several times more refreshing and pure!
Russ, who had been bouncing around in front of Allen, turned his target to Noah.
−Big human, you remember people’s appearances and gaits so well, so why didn’t you know? That Nigel Ars’s black hair and eye shape are exactly like the man who occasionally appears in piles of paper called newspapers.
“You mean… Nigel Ars and Duke Dien.”
“…You’re saying she’s the daughter of the late Princess Abellina?”
Noah and Allen’s eyes slowly turned to Nigel Ars. To the two seeking a clear answer, Nigel Ars nodded, putting a period to the matter.
“…You’re exactly right, without a single error, Russ.”
−As expected, I am great!
Russ, turning his back on the two who were gaping, bounced over to Nigel Ars.
Allen, who had been making incomprehensible groaning noises, and Noah, who was completely dazed, only came to their senses after half an hour.
“…Nigel Ars, you’re not actually a half-dragon or something like that, right? Like Tillin is actually a place guarded by dragons or…”
“If dragons were guarding it, would Tillin have been robbed by the temple? Now there are really no more secrets, so close your gaping mouth. Unless you want to be dragged away for insulting royalty.”
At Nigel Ars’s words, Allen quickly shut his mouth.
“…I would have gotten engaged to Nigel Ars the same way whether she was half-dragon, half-monster, or anything else.”
“The same goes for you too, Noah.”
The heartfelt love confession didn’t work and only earned him a rebuke.
“If you reveal today’s events, I’ll cut ties with both of you. Understand?”
−Yeah, do you understand?
Nigel Ars and Russ left the reception room, leaving behind the two who were nodding vigorously with their mouths shut.
And upon returning to Abellina’s palace, Nigel Ars’s eyes widened as she discovered information she had previously overlooked.
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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