I looked down to see a baby dragon, its face furious.
“Your… Your Highness?”
“Squeak!”
It fluttered its small wings as if to silence me, covering my mouth.
“Who’s there!”
The men in black heard the noise and started to approach. The baby dragon, presumably Nathaniel, began to panic noticeably.
I quickly took off my hat and hid it behind me.
“Who are you.”
A moment later, a knight thrust a sword at my neck, ready to swing at any moment.
I lifted my head nonchalantly.
“I am merely a faithful believer. I am here to search for traces of the dragon.”
They did not put away their swords at my excuse. They didn’t seem to believe me.
I must be more confident at times like this. I brushed my skirt and stood up, using my killer technique.
“My father is the Duke of Winters, the protector of the northern part of the empire. Have you heard of him?”
I spoke elegantly, but the meaning was, ‘Do you know who my father is?’
At the mention of the Duke of Winters, they hesitated and stepped back.
“Winters… Your Grace? Why are you in such a place without a single knight?”
“I am merely a believer following the traces of the divine. But who are you? I revealed my identity, shouldn’t you reveal yours?”
They looked quite flustered at my words. I was not just any noble lady but the daughter of the Winters family, so they couldn’t pretend not to know.
“You need to be imprisoned to come to your senses for threatening my life.”
It seemed my threat worked. Their faces visibly hardened.
“I apologize, Your Grace. We are the knights of the Trevia Count’s family, who serve Her Majesty the Empress.”
Was the relationship between the Empress and Nathaniel bad?
Since the love story between my elder brother and Teresa was the main event, I didn’t know much about the royal family’s situation. Since the current Empress wasn’t Nathaniel’s biological mother, their relationship didn’t seem likely to be good.
Anyway, I decided to pretend I didn’t know since I didn’t want to know.
“Alright. Let’s cover up this matter for Her Majesty’s sake. But this rudeness must never happen again.”
“I apologize for my rudeness.”
I received their salutations and slowly distanced myself from them.
As I was about to sigh in relief,
“Wait!”
“What is it?”
“You left your hat, Lady Winters.”
Ah. That was close.
“Don’t touch my hat. I will pick it up myself.”
They looked slightly embarrassed.
I must have sounded too harsh, even though they were just trying to be kind.
I picked up the heavy hat, hiding my embarrassment, and quickly retreated to the black carriage I had parked next to the temple.
My heart was pounding.
As I gently put down the hat, the baby dragon, presumably Nathaniel, crawled out.
“Your Highness Nathaniel?”
The chubbyfaced dragon nodded its head. It made a slashing gesture at its neck with its short hand.
“Are you saying I would die if I speak?”
It nodded again.
The adorable appearance contradicted its tyrannical behavior.
“Your Highness, isn’t it easier to negotiate with me rather than cutting my throat?”
The baby dragon’s expression turned fierce for a moment. It seemed to think it looked angry, but it looked cute to me.
“All I want is for you to protect Lady Menisil at Her Royal Highness the Princess’s birthday party this time!”
“Is that really all you want?”
“Yes.”
“It doesn’t seem like she’ll be safe just because I’m standing by her side.”
“But the people who say bad things to her will decrease. They may not care about Teresa’s sister, but they will care about you, Your Highness.”
“Your wish is granted. I will do it.”
“Thank you, Your Highness.”
The carriage headed back to the imperial capital, with me feeling a lot more relieved.
Nathaniel seemed to hesitate for a moment. But for him, who wanted to hide his secret, it was quite a cheap deal.
I patiently waited for his answer.
“Fine. But you must keep the promise. I can only go so far.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty!”
Finally, the preparations were done.
[This is the time separator]
On the day of the banquet.
Maximilian proposed to escort me.
“What about Sister Teresa?”
“She doesn’t usually attend such gatherings. Besides, I can’t get in touch with Teresa.”
He seemed to have forgotten that he never once proposed to escort Teresa.
He wouldn’t accept now, anyway.
“Okay. I’ll attend for my foolish older brother.”
My words seemed to displease Maximilian, and his face twisted.
“Do you have to say it like that?”
“Yes.”
At my firm answer, he grimaced but said nothing more.
I got up to start preparing.
I didn’t want to talk with Maximilian, who still hadn’t come to his senses.
At first, I believed that if I talked to him at length, he would treat Teresa well.
But whether it was already beyond hope, or a limitation of the original, Maximilian was unresponsive.
I was quite disappointed, to be honest.
‘I won’t care anymore.’
Maximilian may end up regretting and hurting, but Teresa won’t.
Her incurable disease, for which no reason was known.
The original didn’t provide an exact diagnosis, but it was described as though the stress she had endured was the cause.
‘Disappointment is better than death.’
I decided to become more coldhearted.
[This is the time separator]We rode the carriage in silence the whole way. But as soon as we entered the banquet hall, we started acting, smiling smoothly.
“My, Lord Winters.”
“It’s been a long time, Count Prius.”
“Your Highness, you look so beautiful today.”
“You praise me too much.”
People began to gather around us, praising our looks to the point of tedium.
I forced a smile until the corners of my mouth nearly cramped.
Now, it was about time for them to make their entrance.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Lord Eorun of the Bellisia family and Miss Teresa of the Menisil family are entering.”
At the announcement of the names, people started murmuring, and glanced at Maximilian.
They all must have read the article about how shaky the engagement between the two was. The attendees looked at us, brother and sister, with interest.
I felt Maximilian’s hand, holding mine, tense up.
I turned my head to look at his face.
He was still expressionless.
Squeak, the door opened, and in came Teresa, receiving everyone’s attention. She had cast aside her usual plain appearance, and there she was, dazzlingly beautiful.
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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