“But there’s so much work to do.”
Teresa said, looking around.
There was indeed a lot of work to be done.
But it wasn’t enough to hold on to a sick person.
“We’ll handle this much work. Why don’t you rest, Teresa?”
“I’m fine. I’m not that sick.”
At Teresa’s quite stubborn words, I swallowed a sigh.
Teresa was stubborn, too, not easily backing down when she thought she was right.
“You have to catch a disease early. What if you collapse from overwork today?”
Anais also stepped in to dissuade, and a troubled look shone from Teresa.
I quickly pushed Teresa towards the door.
“Rest well and come back tomorrow. Or I’ll be angry!”
(This is a time separator.)
Eventually chased out of the hall, Teresa headed towards where the family carriage was waiting.
It was cool autumn, but the midday sun was still hot.
She seemed very ill, more than expected, as she became tired quickly over a short distance.
Teresa felt her vision swimming for a moment.
Just as she thought she was going to collapse, Teresa closed her eyes tightly.
“Ah…….”
Someone hastily grabbed her body.
Teresa knew without opening her eyes who had caught her.
A man she once gave her all to love.
And a man she once thought she knew everything about.
“Lord Winter.”
Slowly opening her eyes, she was met with shimmering silver hair, bright enough to sting her eyes.
Eyes as clear and pure blue as a tranquil lake.
And lips sealed stubbornly, cheeks more emaciated than before.
“If I made you uncomfortable, I’m sorry.”
Maximilian helped her to a bench by the roadside.
Her body felt much hotter than usual when he touched her.
He was worried she might be ill somewhere.
“Thank you for your help.”
A stiff tone she’d never heard before.
Moreover, Teresa’s eyes even avoided his, causing Maximilian to choke up.
“Were you on your way back in the carriage?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me where, and I’ll help you. Supporting you is okay, right?”
“I’ll handle it myself.”
Maximilian looked at Teresa, whose lips had turned blue from chill.
Despite being so ill, she refused his help because she hated him, and he felt suffocated.
“Then wait a moment. I’ll go call someone.”
Maximilian jumped up from his seat before even hearing Teresa’s answer.
Teresa lowered her head, watching Maximilian’s receding figure in the distance.
Teresa didn’t want to be entangled with Maximilian.
It wasn’t a matter of whether or not she still had feelings for him.
Being with a man who had once been the center of her life felt awkward.
It felt as though she could return to that past time at any moment.
Wishing for his attention again, and yearning for love, going through days that were burning out.
‘I will never live like that again.’
I will not cling to someone blindly.
Being hurt and overcoming that hurt, it’s all tiresome.
I thought it was okay when I looked at it from afar.
I was upset because it seemed like he threw a stone into my peaceful everyday life.
“Teresa!”
Seeing Cassian running hurriedly, Teresa put on a bright expression with great effort.
‘Let’s not think about it anymore.’
Now, that person and I have no relationship whatsoever.
It was already settled.
Now, neither the excitement nor the dazzle is there anymore.
Cassian touched Teresa’s cheek with vacant eyes and made sure she had no fever.
“You almost collapsed from pain! And you say it doesn’t hurt?”
Seeing Cassian getting angry, Teresa blushed slightly and smiled.
“Sorry. For making you come all the way here.”
“You should be sorry. You really need to rest today. His Highness Vicander is worried.”
“True.”
Thinking that her body hurts, and her heart has weakened, Teresa left her seat with Cassian.
(This is a time separator.)
Nathaniel, returning from the temple, was on the brink of losing his temper.
Every day he nagged the Emperor to come just once, and he had no choice but to go, holding all kinds of relics and standing all day was all that he had to do.
He said that he had no faith in himself.
He returned to the Crown Prince’s Palace with a face full of dissatisfaction.
It was close to dawn, so Jaina would have already been asleep.
‘I didn’t even get to see her face properly today.’
He hurried towards the bedroom. As he opened the door and entered, a faint light illuminated the room.
As he carefully moved his feet so as not to wake her, his eyes caught the sight of Jaina sleeping, her cheek against the table.
“Jaina?”
She even sleeps in that uncomfortable position. When Nathaniel touched her pale cheek, she slowly opened her eyes.
“You’ll dislocate your jaw sleeping here.”
Jaina blinked her eyes, halfasleep. Nathaniel reached out and picked her up.
When Jaina rubbed her cheek against his chest, his heart raced.
“Why did you come home so late?”
His chest swelled with a small murmuring voice. Just a moment ago, he wanted to abandon everything and run away, but that feeling melted like snow.
Jaina smiled bashfully and yawned lightly.
“Haam, I wanted to give you something tasty, but it’s too late now.”
“Something tasty?”
“Yes. I asked the chef earlier.”
Nathaniel put down Jaina, who had begun to doze again, onto the bed and headed to the bathroom.
After washing up lightly, he came out to find Jaina had fully fallen asleep.
Nathaniel sat next to her, pulled the blanket up, and covered her.
“Uoong.”
At that moment, Jaina moved her body sharply, and her opened front robe fell open. Nathaniel jumped back startled.
It was a sense of confusion he had never felt before.
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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