I Became The Ex-Wife Of A Regretful Male Lead (2 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 13
How strange.
Isn’t acid reflux usually a disease of 21st-century modern people?
I’m not even from the 21st century—am I really allowed to get this?
Lately, I’ve been living pretty regularly, I think.
Ate breakfast! Then dessert.
Ate lunch! Then dessert.
Ate dinner! Then dessert….
…Ah, I see.
“I’ve been overeating regularly….”
It’s hard to admit, but my body is unavoidably a little—just a tiny bit—frailer than others’.
After all, I didn’t eat properly while living at the count’s estate, and after marriage, I lived in seclusion, repeatedly eating then burying myself under the blankets, or not eating and still burying myself under the blankets.
“Right. Your stomach must be pretty confused.”
Hah. This is all my own karma!
I decided to humbly accept my physical condition.
Thus, that evening,
while having dinner alone with Dante, I subtly watched for the right moment.
The moment to ask him to call a doctor.
And just as the meal was winding down nicely,
“Um….”
“Your health….”
Thinking it was the perfect time, I opened my mouth—but apparently, Dante felt the same way.
We both spoke at once, then simultaneously snapped our mouths shut again.
An awkward silence flowed between our locked eyes.
I broke the silence.
“Please speak first, Your Grace.”
“No, my lady. You go ahead.”
“No, really, you first. I need a little more time to steel myself.”
“…Steel yourself?”
Yes. Steel myself to endure the embarrassment.
He muttered softly, and I shrugged my shoulders at him.
He stared at me wordlessly.
Hmm? Why’s he looking at me like that?
Whatever it was, the emotion in his blue eyes looked complicated and delicate.
As I tilted my head, puzzled by his gaze, his tightly closed lips finally parted.
“I know you dislike hearing me say this.”
“…?”
Say what?
That explanation was seriously lacking.
“But I must say it now.”
His phrasing was rather vague. No wonder he always builds misunderstandings with the female lead.
“Whatever it is, please go ahead and say it freely.”
“We must call a doctor.”
“Huh?”
A doctor? Could it possibly be…?
“Are you unwell, Your Grace?”
Bang.
I pushed myself up from the dining table and rushed straight to Dante. I grabbed his handsome face with both hands… Oh, so soft.
Anyway, I turned his head this way and that to check his condition.
Goodness gracious.
He’s handsome. Unbelievably handsome today, as always—truly the male lead’s looks.
“That’s strange. Your face looks perfectly fine—no, even better than fine…? Where does it hurt? Could it be…?”
Has the curse worsened?
I clenched my lips shut, unable to actually voice that thought.
After all, the curse was practically Dante’s life—or rather, closer to death than life. It was a sensitive subject, not to be mentioned carelessly.
Worriedly scanning his face, I noticed his cheeks seemed redder than usual.
Ah, I get it.
“It’s a fever! You have a fever!”
I declared with confidence, but he shook his head firmly.
Huh? That’s odd. His face really did seem redder and warmer than usual.
“…Then what is it?”
“I’m not unwell anywhere. It’s for your sake that I want to call the doctor.”
“Me?”
“Yes. Lately, your health seems poor. But I heard you dislike having doctors summoned.”
Only then did everything click into place.
Right. It’s because of me.
Come to think of it, recently I’ve been showing obvious signs of illness.
I’ve been constantly queasy, eating poorly, even losing weight—it would’ve been hard not to notice.
And considering how I always grumbled whenever a doctor was called before, he must’ve picked up on that too….
I pressed Dante’s face firmly once more, then let go and trudged back to my seat, collapsing into the chair.
“Heh, heh heh.”
I couldn’t help but laugh strangely.
It just happened.
The truth was, I’d refused doctors simply because I’d genuinely felt fine.
When perfectly healthy, calling a doctor felt unnecessarily bothersome—annoying for me, annoying for the doctor, and bothersome for everyone else too.
Why waste money and time getting a perfectly healthy body examined?
Well… if I’m being completely honest, I was also slightly resentful about being treated like a patient when I wasn’t even sick—but never mind that.
However,
when I truly wasn’t feeling well, the fact that someone noticed and cared without me even saying anything…
“Alright. Please call the doctor.”
It actually felt quite nice.
As I chuckled softly, Dante stared at me with a look of utter confusion.
But whether he understood or not, I couldn’t suppress the laughter bubbling out.
How long had it been since someone actually watched over me and worried about me?
…Back at the count’s estate, such a thing would’ve been an unthinkable dream.
There, pain was something you endured alone.
If you so much as showed signs of being unwell, the countess would scold you harshly.
I was a sinner who hadn’t even been granted permission to be sick.
Still, there were days when I couldn’t hide my suffering.
Fever burning fiercely, unable to tell whether I was walking, dancing, or crawling.
Whether I was alive or dead—my consciousness utterly blurred.
I collapsed right there and was carried back to my room.
A dusty, dark, narrow attic room.
There, I fought off the fever alone and bore it all by myself.
It hurt so badly I nearly died, yet somehow I barely survived. Even I thought it was miraculous.
After returning from that brink between life and death,
the countess’s words upon finding me still echo sharply in my mind:
〈Stubborn creature. It would’ve been better if you’d just died right then.〉
Her face, twisted with contempt, disgust, anger, and irritation all mixed together.
How could I ever forget that immense hatred?
That was my life.
Written as “life,” but read as “mere survival.”
In a place where you barely scraped by day by day, someone’s concern and attention were pure luxuries.
No—what I truly wanted was indifference.
I focused solely on living silently, endlessly, so no knife would ever appear beneath my chin.
The result of that was, ultimately, my marriage to the monster duke.
But now,
the people here—who haven’t even lived with me for long—are frantic with worry over me.
Heh.
Leaning back against the chair with a light chuckle,
I tilted my head back, and it felt as if my airways opened wide.
“My lady?”
Haha.
At Dante’s call, laughter spilled out once again.
It’s genuinely funny.
I thought I was in hell, but it turned out to be heaven.
I thought he was a monster, but he’s actually a pitiful, soft-hearted man—on top of being ridiculously handsome.
So.
“Your Grace.”
“Yes?”
“I’ll take good care of you.”
I found myself making that resolve once more.
While I stay here, I’ll live diligently,
so I can carry these happy memories into my future,
and so Dante can do the same.
“Just trust me.”
I felt certain.
[This is the timeline separator]“…We meet again, milady.”
Two days later, the arriving doctor greeted me with a reluctant expression.
Apparently, being summoned repeatedly without understanding why had left him flustered.
“Yes, indeed. At this rate, we’ll be friends soon enough.”
“Huh? Even so, becoming friends with a duchess is a bit…”
“It was a joke—don’t seriously reject it. That hurts my feelings.”
Is he seriously taking my joke as a real suggestion?
He didn’t seem like this before—turns out he’s quite scary?
I stuck out my lower lip and extended my arm, habitually.
Another round of examination. But this time, I had something to say.
It’s acid reflux. I feel like my stomach acid is gently dissolving my throat.
“Hoo… hoo.”
The doctor took a deep breath and began his examination.
He seemed far tenser than before. Wonder why? Then I noticed him glancing sideways around the room.
…Now that I think of it.
“Why are all of you staring so intently…?”
Once again, a crowd had gathered to gawk, their eyes wide and fixed on us as if there were something fascinating to see.
At this rate, laser beams might shoot from their eyes.
Especially Dante… it was honestly terrifying. Even I, who knew he was soft-hearted beneath that stern exterior, flinched for a moment.
“Well… uh… it seems your stomach is slightly irritated. Nothing serious—just avoid acidic foods for now and take your digestive medicine regularly…”
His voice, trembling like a goat’s, gradually faded out.
Shaking under the collective sharp glares, he looked so pitiful I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
Even though he did wound me earlier by taking my joke seriously…
…Wait a moment. Does this feel a little like karma?
Just as I was deeply pondering this,
“Something seems odd…”
The doctor, who had been speaking, suddenly fell silent, eyes wide and head tilted in confusion.
“What’s odd?”
“Yes. You definitely seem unwell, but… it’s a bit strange…”
“Strange in a bad way?”
Dante, who had been silent until now, suddenly interjected.
Hik.
The startled doctor shook his head vigorously.
“No! No, not at all—it’s not like that…”
He swallowed hard, then carefully asked me,
“You truly are in pain, right?”
“Good heavens! How dare you accuse our lady of faking illness!”
This time, it was Sienna who cut in.
She cried out in disbelief, then abruptly covered her own mouth in shock.
But she couldn’t suppress her angry, huffing breaths.
Mari patted her back soothingly.
“Sienna, calm down. Let’s just listen quietly for now. No matter how angry, shocked, or furious you are, we must first hear him out calmly.”
Was it just me, or did her words carry a sharp edge?
Just as I was starting to feel dizzy from the chaos, Dante spoke again.
“Whatever it is,”
he stepped forward and placed a hand the size of a pot lid on the doctor’s shoulder, murmuring,
“you’d best conduct a proper examination.”
Oh my goodness. That’s downright terrifying.
Sure enough, the doctor now looked on the verge of tears.
Ugh. I can’t take this anymore.
I shook my head firmly, then abruptly stood up from my seat.
All the fierce glares that had been fixed on the doctor instantly shifted to me.
I gave them a bright smile and said,
“Everyone, leave.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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Chapter Comments (161)
I was hoping it would be a sweet and beautiful love story, but it seems like a story about a disastrous misunderstanding 😭💔
I hope they get closer soon. It’s lovely to see the hero’s concern for the heroine.
Hahaha, they’re really sweet and overprotective. I hope he likes her soon.
Inline Comments (215)
“Yes. Even if I leave someday, these plants will remain rooted right here.”
Serphina has now made a big misunderstanding with Dante.
Turns out he’s got quite a bit of pride too?
Hahaha! She really has no clue. I really feel sorry for every male lead who had to deal with a female lead who thinks of his future wife while they are falling for them.
For someone who wasn’t interested, he’d been showing up consistently and working
No, never, but the attitude of someone who loves the person who is gardening. (｡♥‿♥｡)
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agustus_orchid
the doctor will come again. why should the doctor come for dante? serphina, you are the patient.
agustus_orchid
serphina, once your stomach heals, you can eat whatever you want again 🙁
agustus_orchid
dante felt embarrassed. you’re quite impressed by serphina.