I Became The Ex-Wife Of A Regretful Male Lead (2 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 12
“Hmm…….”
The doctor who pressed my wrist furrowed his brow.
Just like last time, after examining me thoroughly, the doctor kept shaking his head in confusion.
Yeah. Of course.
Since nothing had changed since last time, the doctor must’ve been wondering why he kept getting called over for no reason.
Moreover—
“Is there any problem?”
The Duke, standing with his arms crossed, asked coldly.
“How is Madam’s condition?”
Barhan inquired politely.
“Madam…”
“Is our Madam really all right?”
Even Mari and Sienna were oddly restless.
Having to examine a perfectly healthy person under everyone’s intense stares must’ve been awkward indeed.
The doctor frowned a few more times, furrowing his brow further, then finally sighed as if he couldn’t take it anymore.
“…She’s perfectly fine.”
“Really?”
At the Duke’s question, the doctor straightened his back and nodded firmly.
“Yes, truly. Why would I lie? Honestly, aside from having slightly less stamina than average, she’s perfectly healthy!”
“See? I told you I was fine!”
Feeling sorry for the doctor, who looked utterly wronged, I chimed in as well.
But why did everyone still look like that?
Everyone wore an uneasy expression.
Wait—both the doctor and I myself said I was fine, so…
I quickly turned my head toward Dante and gave him a pleading look.
“Don’t you trust me?”
Oh dear. He couldn’t even answer.
Apparently, whether I realized it or not, their trust in me had completely plummeted…
Just as my lips began to droop from disappointment—
“I trust you. If you say you’re fine, then that’s good news. I’m relieved.”
Somehow, it felt like he was prostrating himself before me, but I was simple-minded.
Who cares who bowed first—as long as someone received my prostration, right?
Yeah. I told you I was fine.
To show my satisfaction, I shrugged my shoulders.
[This is the timeline separator]After the doctor left, Barhan, Mari, and Sienna huddled together, whispering.
“…How could this be, Barhan-nim?”
“Indeed. The doctor insists Madam is perfectly healthy…”
“But that’s strange, isn’t it? That day, I clearly saw it with my own eyes—Madam coughed up blood. And you yourself said you saw blood stains on the cuff of Madam’s sleeve!”
The three fell silent.
Truly, it was bizarre.
How could Madam, who looked pale and thin and had even vomited blood, have nothing wrong with her?
Of course, we were glad she was well—but still…
“Could that doctor be a fraud?”
At Sienna’s cautious suspicion, the other two answered with silent agreement.
“Or maybe we were all just imagining things. Perhaps Sienna simply misread what she saw.”
Even amid the silence, Sienna stubbornly offered her second opinion.
Mari remained silent for a moment before slowly nodding and speaking up.
“…Yeah. I guess that must be it. The doctor examined her twice, and both times confirmed she’s perfectly fine. We must’ve just seen things because we were too worried about Madam. I’m sorry, Barhan-nim. Sorry, Sienna.”
Mari’s smile looked forced.
Thus, the incident was concluded as Mari’s mistake.
Though many things still felt off, no one raised further objections.
It was a kind of wishful thinking—
a silent hope that everything truly had been Mari’s mistake.
But a few days later—
“That doctor is a fraud.”
The three once again gathered together.
[This is the timeline separator]The trouble began the day after the doctor left.
“…Ugh.”
Serphina gagged while eating breakfast.
“M-Madam?”
Mari, who was serving her, couldn’t hide her shock.
Unlike the Duke, who often skipped breakfast, Madam never missed a meal.
And it wasn’t just breakfast.
She always ate three full meals daily, plus breakfast dessert, lunch dessert, and even dinner dessert.
We often wondered how so much food could possibly fit into her tiny frame—yet here she was, gagging during breakfast.
“Maybe I didn’t sleep well… My stomach just can’t take it this morning. Sorry, could you clear this away?”
In the end, Serphina sent away her breakfast tray.
It was the first time since she’d become obsessed with medicinal herbs.
But it was merely a prelude to something ominous.
“I should head to bed early and rest today.”
Shortly after arriving at the herb garden, Serphina announced she’d return to her room.
She skipped not only gardening but also baking desserts.
After barely managing her essential duties as the lady of the house, she headed straight for bed—even though the sun was still high.
She spent the rest of the day reading endlessly, then fell asleep without even eating dinner.
Her strange behavior repeated daily, and soon not just Barhan, Mari, and Sienna, but even the gardener Markops and head cook Ena began worrying about Serphina.
“Good heavens! She left her food untouched again today. What’s happening to this world…?”
“Don’t even get me started. She even said she’d just pull the weeds tomorrow instead and went back inside! Normally, she wouldn’t even call them ‘weeds’—she’d furiously hunt down every last weed until even ‘Grandpa Weed’ was eradicated!”
“I miss her daily herb cookies… Wait, no—I don’t miss them. Scratch that.”
Sienna, who’d overheard Markops and Ena’s conversation, walked down the hallway sighing deeply.
Then suddenly—
She stopped mid-step and muttered glumly.
“Maybe… Madam really is unwell somewhere…”
Some things simply couldn’t be ignored, no matter how hard you tried to look away.
For her, Madam’s health had become exactly that.
And that evening—
As Sienna quietly emptied the trash bin, careful not to wake Serphina, who’d fallen asleep early—
“…!”
She had to bite her lip hard to keep from screaming.
Inside the bin, a blood-stained paper caught her eye.
It was clear someone had hastily cleaned up reddish fluid.
Sienna stared hopelessly at the sleeping Serphina.
“That… damn… quack.”
Sienna immediately left the room and went straight to Mari, then together they sought out Barhan.
The three had practically become comrades in their “Madam’s Health Protection Club.”
In a solemn atmosphere, Sienna began.
“That doctor is a fraud.”
When the other two responded with affirming silence, Sienna continued heatedly.
“Just look at Madam’s complexion these days! Does she look healthy to you? And she’s getting thinner by the day—I never even knew a person could become that gaunt!”
“…And lately, the moment she wakes up, she clutches her chest and grimaces. She’s been gagging constantly too.”
“Most importantly—do you know what I found in the trash bin today?”
Shh.
Sienna pulled out a crumpled paper she’d tucked into her pocket.
The paper, dried stiff with red fluid, was horribly wrinkled.
Mari and Barhan’s eyes widened in shock.
“So that day, what I saw really was…”
Mari couldn’t finish her sentence.
“What should we do now, Barhan-nim? Should we call another doctor? No—actually, we must call one again, right?”
At Sienna’s urgent question, Barhan groaned and nodded.
The problem was the Duke.
It hadn’t even been ten days since they’d last summoned a physician.
“A doctor? Is my wife unwell?”
Last time they’d mentioned calling a doctor, hadn’t he questioned them with a terrifyingly stern expression?
Back then, they’d managed to brush it off with vague excuses, but this time, mere vagueness wouldn’t suffice.
They’d need to formally report Madam’s worsening condition—but…
Barhan’s worries never materialized.
“We should call a doctor.”
Dante himself ordered Barhan to summon another physician.
Barhan, dumbfounded, frowned deeply.
“You… you already knew?”
His voice trembled, heavy with sorrow.
Dante gave a light nod.
“How could I not? We’re married, after all.”
Yes—after all, they were married.
Sharing a room, sleeping in the same bed, eating together.
He’d noticed Serphina’s changes long ago. He’d simply stayed silent because she hadn’t brought up seeing a doctor herself.
Truthfully, he’d wanted to call a physician the very day her complexion turned deathly pale—but he worried it might bother her if she didn’t want it.
He’d occasionally asked gently if she was all right, and each time, her reply was always the same:
〈I’m fine.〉
Did she still not trust him completely?
Then again—it felt like just yesterday she’d been trembling in fear…
So Dante had waited.
He’d waited for her to say she wasn’t feeling well. But even today, Serphina still hadn’t spoken up.
His somber blue gaze drifted out the window.
The vast, barren garden.
And the small herb patch standing out incongruously.
That tiny space had, without him realizing it, become the liveliest spot in the entire Duke’s estate.
But—
Today, too, the herb patch stood empty.
Proof that Serphina had returned to her room early again.
For some reason, it felt bitter and lonely.
The desolate garden mirrored his own heart.
Therefore—
“Summon a physician as quickly as possible. Before my wife withers away even further.”
He wanted, more than anything, to see her lively and energetic again soon.
[This is the timeline separator]Another vibrant and strong da… ru—
“Gagh.”
Yeah, right.
My day started with gagging the moment I opened my eyes in the morning.
I quickly sat up, clutching my throbbing chest, and leaned back against the bed.
“Ugh, my throat hurts too…”
My muttering voice was hoarse and cracked.
Probably from constantly feeling nauseous.
Stomach acid, seriously? It’s practically melting my throat.
“Ughh!”
Another wave of gagging hit me.
Only after sipping the water prepared nearby did I finally regain my senses.
Ugh, this miserable physical state.
I’d always been treated as frail, so I’d deliberately ignored my condition—but now, I had no choice but to admit it.
Constant nausea and gagging at any time.
Throbbing chest pain and vanished appetite.
And every morning, that insane, twisting stomachache.
All these signs pointed to only one thing—
namely…
“Holy crap. I really do have esophagitis.”
It seems I’ve genuinely developed esophagitis.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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the doctor will come again. why should the doctor come for dante? serphina, you are the patient.
serphina, once your stomach heals, you can eat whatever you want again 🙁
dante felt embarrassed. you’re quite impressed by serphina.
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After all, I didn’t eat properly while living at the count’s estate, and after m
Wow, she lived a rotten life and when she finally breathes true air, she isn’t allowed to take the air all the way in?!
“No, really, you first. I need a little more time to steel myself.”
Why? …just why is this always happening…once or twice is fine but isn’t this a bit too frequent?!
Isn’t acid reflux usually a disease of 21st-century modern people?
…Did diseases belong to certain time periods?! 🧐
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Miioo
What’s wrong with our sweet Serafina? I hope she’s not hurt, writer. Please keep our dear Serafina healthy.
agustus_orchid
serphina is sick because of the fruit she ate. take care of yourself my flower serphina 🌸
agustus_orchid
serphina got sick because she was abused and because of the fruit.
agustus_orchid
a minute of silence for the doctor. i understand the employee.