I couldn’t open my mouth. Nathaniel, who had turned me around, reached out and lifted my chin.
“What do you think of Nathaniel?”
I couldn’t meet his gaze.
I liked him.
I definitely didn’t hate him.
I didn’t want to lose him to someone else, and I didn’t want to share his secrets with anyone else.
I felt a kind of possessiveness, but I couldn’t tell if it was genuine affection or if I just thought of Nathaniel as a pet.
“What do you think of me?”
“Ccute……”
Feeling like I was digging my own grave, I closed my mouth.
Nathaniel’s face was one of unexpected confusion.
His neck was red, and the tips of his ears had turned red too.
“Cute? What are you talking about?”
If he’s embarrassed, his face stays normal and other parts turn red.
His face, filled with a sense of defeat, was a first for me, so I unconsciously reached out.
I grazed his soft cheek and touched his unexpectedly hot and reddened ear with my fingertip.
“Ah, don’t.”
Perhaps it tickled, Nathaniel scowled and tried to back away, but I caught him.
I wanted to look at him more closely.
Just a little closer, and it seemed I could understand how I felt about him.
“Jaina, your face is too close.”
“Can I try a kiss?”
“What?”
Nathaniel’s eyes shook greatly.
I realized I had never initiated a proper physical intimacy before.
We had always playfully pecked at each other’s lips.
“If we kiss, I think I’ll know what this feeling is.”
“Wait, wait a moment.”
“No, I have to do it.”
“Wait, ugh!”
I firmly grabbed Nathaniel’s cheeks and bumped my lips into his.
It was softer than the slight touches I’d felt before.
Perhaps because the temperature was higher in other parts of his body, it felt strangely unreal.
When I pulled away slightly, hot air rushed in between our lips.
A tingling pleasure ran through my body, and his red eyes seemed to waver with heat.
My heart pounded fast.
Unconsciously, I closed my eyes and wrapped my hands around his neck.
The cold temperature that came close and the firm grip around my waist felt like paralysis.
We kissed for a long time, forgetting our original purpose.
(This is a time divider.)
The noble conference was held from the morning.
Though everyone had longed for the meeting, the faces of all who gathered were dark.
Some, in a manner unfitting of their rank, had taken off their jackets, rolled up their shirt sleeves, and sprawled in their chairs.
The conference room was heated with the energy of the gathered people.
“His Majesty the Emperor enters.”
At the servant’s booming call, the nobles came to their senses and stood up.
They were all figures in politics, but today they lacked their usual arrogance.
“Hoo, it’s really hot today. By the way, isn’t the Viscount Winters attending?”
The young duke sent a messenger in the morning to say that he would be absent as he needed to check on the duke’s condition.
“Is that so.”
The emperor furrowed his brow and took his seat.
It was due to a shortage in the supply of magic stones, which were used to maintain a suitable temperature, that the temperature inside the conference hall was higher than usual.
“Today’s agenda is about the bride of Nathaniel, which you all have barked, no, clamored for with one heart and one mind.”
The nobles tried hard to conceal their joy at the emperor’s words.
It was worth coming here in this hot weather.
Still, they looked at each other, waiting for someone to speak first.
The atmosphere was not very good because of that matter.
The emperor glanced around, and, as expected, nobody was speaking, so he threw a bomb with a satisfied smile.
“It seems like it’s not something we should decide among ourselves. So, I’ve called Nathaniel myself.”
The eyes of the nobles seemed about to burst at the emperor’s words.
Cold sweat started to flow down their faces.
With the sound of footsteps, a chill came rushing in.
Most of the nobles in the conference hall began to tremble.
It was because of an instinctive fear.
Nathaniel stood next to the emperor.
And he scanned the left and right.
“It’s been a while, some for the first time, right?”
No one was able to speak.
The conference hall was filled only with exhausted breaths due to the heat.
Nathaniel had attended meetings a few times before.
The nobles who had offended him at that time were still unable to return to politics.
The overwhelming sense of oppression from an absolute being.
That’s why their minds were almost gone.
“I heard you have something to say to me, or we should leave it at that.”
The matter brought up in the full council meeting had to be resolved at that session.
If no conclusion was reached here, this matter would be over.
At that moment, Duke Trevia stepped forward again.
“It’s fortunate that Your Majesty has come forward in front of everyone. We don’t have to persuade you again!”
However, the duke could not say more.
Because Nathaniel magically sealed his mouth.
Seeing the confused duke only twitching his mouth, he stood next to the emperor with a sneer.
“Your Majesty, regarding this matter, a bit more seriously……”
Before Count Walter could finish his words, Nathaniel carelessly swung his hand.
The massive marble table around which the nobles were seated was split in half.
The nobles, who had just opened their mouths, were once again silenced, like dumbfounded bears.
Looking around at them, Nathaniel spoke in a voice full of derision.
“There is only one wife for me, Jaina. If you push women onto me as if your life doesn’t matter, I’ll cut off that family’s lineage.”
The nobles, recalling the incident of the Groban Earl’s family, all closed their mouths tightly.
Nathaniel, after scanning the audience, turned around.
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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