I Became the Villain's Sister (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
But nothing particular came to mind.
‘I’d speak if I had anything more to say!’
It was just then, as I was pondering what to do.
“That’s fair.”
“What…?!”
Just as I was about to say something, the Emperor nodded. His eyes, previously as sharp as awls, had softened as if agreeing with my words.
“What do you mean ‘that’? Do I really have more to say to you? What was I about to say?”
“Oh—no, it’s just… I was worried you might kill me for not telling you anything at all…”
At that moment, he let out a soft chuckle. Damn him—he was unbearably annoying, yet his smile was so unexpectedly lovely that my words caught in my throat.
“Why would I kill you? What would I possibly gain from it?”
“Well… there are people like that, you know. Of course, I don’t mean Your Imperial Majesty—but some kill others just because they dislike them, or simply because they’re displeased…”
“Hmm. My father was indeed such a man. And so was my older brother. But I don’t kill people so recklessly.”
Wait—didn’t you clearly say just a moment ago that all arrogant people were dead?
“You said all arrogant people were dead…”
“Yes. They were all old men who had already lived long enough.”
“Oh.”
That’s what you meant? I thought you’d killed every arrogant bastard yourself.
“Surely you didn’t think I’d kill someone just for being arrogant?”
Yes, Your Majesty. Didn’t you just subtly touch your sword and say your hand was itching? You threatened me! I glared at him, full of injustice.
“I don’t kill people so carelessly.”
His words sounded oddly unconvincing. I swallowed all the other things I wanted to say and just let out a small, round “Oh.”
“Oh…”
If that were true, it’d be surprising. I’d assumed he’d be the first to strike someone down without hesitation. Yet his expression held such sincerity that it seemed genuinely true.
“What’s that reaction for?”
“Call it surprise at an unexpected situation?”
“Unexpected? My reputation outside shouldn’t be that problematic.”
That was true. There were no particularly bad rumors about the current Emperor—politically or otherwise.
He was known as an Emperor who disliked unsolicited advice like most emperors, yet also disdained sycophants who groveled like flies.
Thus, when his son Rodelo killed him, many more people opposed it—after all, he wasn’t a tyrant, nor had he done anything notably wrong.
‘He would’ve become Emperor anyway without lifting a finger—so why kill his own father and earn such a reputation? And to slaughter every last person with even a drop of imperial blood…’
To anyone observing, it seemed clear he was trying to hide something about his birth.
I watched him silently.
Regardless, the current Emperor’s reputation wasn’t bad—though not entirely good either.
An Emperor who kept no one close, save for a certain duke of humble origins from his youth. Because of this, rumors circulated that he might have some personality issues.
‘Isn’t it misanthropy rather than misogyny? He never got close to anyone except one close friend.’
Ah—was that even considered a bad reputation? I stopped my wandering thoughts.
Since he wasn’t someone who killed people recklessly, it suddenly occurred to me that whatever he did or what kind of personality he had was none of my concern.
“So, in any case, you need me now?”
Seeing me dismiss his words so lightly, his expression hardened—but the Emperor said nothing about it. Maybe he felt guilty about something; I couldn’t tell.
“Hmm…”
Instead of answering, he let out a deep hum. I lifted my chin proudly and met his gaze. But his next words made my cheeks flush again, and my chin retreated turtle-like into my neck.
“That day… you spoke such nonsense so confidently, I thought you’d lost your mind.”
His scathing remark nearly made my head spin.
“Lost my mind? And that comment—you just said the same thing earlier…”
I almost added, “Why repeat yourself?” but held back.
After all, that’s exactly what we were—a mad woman and a mad man. We’d probably make a well-matched pair for marriage.
I almost said it but clamped my mouth shut instead, forcing a smile while swallowing all the unspoken words. Yet the Emperor didn’t stop there.
“Isn’t that right? Drunk alone on champagne, leaning against a pillar, then suddenly charging at me like a bull, claiming you’d be the mother of a son I don’t even have. I thought you were out of your mind and didn’t even intend to listen.”
“…”
“It was mere curiosity. Normally, I wouldn’t have sought you out like this.”
Trending
I felt I shouldn’t respond to anything he said. I simply nodded silently and looked at him.
“But the fact that the child truly existed is why I’ve come to you now. Still, is knowing merely that you claim to have my child enough reason for me to keep you by my side?”
Normally, at this point, someone would say, “Oh, how fascinating! Having you beside me might be helpful—you know the future! Are you a prophet of the gods?” But the Emperor only kept piling on suspicion.
“How exactly do I get to stay by your side? Do I need to perform tricks?”
“No. Your tricks aren’t particularly entertaining.”
“Then what do you need?”
Dismissal and irritation surged within me. Not entertaining? Did he think I was running a circus?
“More information. If you can glimpse the future, even in fragments, surely you can see other things as well. At the very least, that much would be necessary for me to consider keeping you close—partly for your protection.”
His words were so accurate I was momentarily speechless. I thought I’d responded cleverly, but apparently not.
‘Indeed, the Emperor is different from ordinary people.’
“Nothing more to say? Was that the only thing you knew?”
“No! Of course not. I’m not the kind of person who’d propose—no, negotiate—based on just one piece of information.”
I spoke confidently to avoid seeming weak! Though, in truth, I had no other information to give.
“Then what’s this other information? I understand your earlier hesitation—you worried I might reject your proposal after you revealed everything. So just tell me one more thing.”
His words made me roll my eyes around, searching my memory. What else was mentioned in the novel?
The story began after Shasha had grown up. The protagonists were the Crown Prince and the female lead, who grew up together in an orphanage. Though the novel occasionally touched on the Crown Prince’s past, it always unfolded strictly from the female lead’s perspective.
Stories told from the male lead’s viewpoint never gained popularity. So nothing immediately came to mind.
‘What else is there?’
The story started at the orphanage. The male lead—the Crown Prince—first met the female lead there. For reasons unknown, Crown Prince Rodelo had spent a brief period of his childhood at that orphanage.
‘The male lead grew up there after losing his memories.’
Rodelo arrived at the orphanage with no memory—not even of his own mother—and having forgotten his name, he lived there under the name Regent.
As in all novels, the orphanage director was a thoroughly despicable person. The children he took in fell into one of two categories: either pretty enough to be sold to noble families, or destined to be treated like slaves.
The novel never clearly explained why Rodelo ended up there or who sent him.
It only stated that the boy met the female lead there and brought with him something connected to the Emperor’s long-lost youngest sibling, whom the Emperor had desperately searched for.
Thus, at first glance, it seemed the Emperor himself had sent the child to the orphanage.
The true culprit behind everything—the orphanage director—was indeed connected to the Emperor’s missing youngest sibling.
But now, thinking back, the Crown Prince had been raised by his mother. So it must have been his mother, not the Emperor, who sent him to the orphanage—though the reason remained unknown.
Apparently, before losing his memories, he’d been well cared for; the orphanage director had brought him in intending to sell him off, unlike the female lead, who was treated like a slave.
“Well? Nothing more?”
“I don’t remember.”
“Don’t remember what?”
“Your son. You don’t remember him, right? So you don’t know who his mother is.”
“Hmm. That’s something anyone who knows of my son’s existence could easily deduce. If you know he exists, it’s natural you’d also know he has no memories. It’s a logical extension—not new information.”
Damn, he’s strict. Normally, people would say, “Wow, you even know that? You truly are special!” I let out a deep sigh.
“You seem unwilling to share information?”
“Well… it’s just that…”
How can I give information if I don’t have any? If I were truly special and overflowing with knowledge, sharing a few tidbits wouldn’t be a problem. The issue is I have none.
“You’re surprisingly skilled at negotiation.”
“Huh?”
“Fine.”
What’s fine? A sense of unease washed over me.
“But since I can’t accept Lady’s proposal as it stands, let’s try a different approach.”
“A different approach?”
“Yes. Let’s test whether you truly know the future or not.”
Ah—this is worse.
“A test…?”
Why? Why does my path diverge so much from other novels? Is it normal for an Emperor to run tests? Is this Emperor just unusually harsh, or is it because I’m not the novel’s female lead that I’m facing such trials?
While I was lost in these thoughts, the Emperor slowly nodded.
“It’s nothing complicated. If you truly can see the future, what choice do you think I’ll make next?”
“It’s like earrings or nose rings—if I say something here, Your Imperial Majesty could just do the opposite, and that’d be that.”
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“You don’t trust my word?”
I vigorously shook my head in an exaggerated headbang. After all, his decision would depend entirely on how he perceived me. If he wanted to dismiss me, he could simply declare everything I said wrong.
“Interesting.”
“I’m not amused.”
“But I am.”
Of course you are—you have nothing to lose. Whatever choice you make, you’ll just do as you please anyway. This is merely a more perfect method to rid yourself of me, the nuisance.
“…Hah.”
“I’ll ask again. What will I do?”
He was truly a stubborn man. Refusing to give up, he asked once more.
What do you mean, “what will I do”? From this attitude, it’s clear you have no intention of accepting me. You obviously want to drive me away.
“What will you do? The fact you’re even asking this makes it seem like you won’t choose me…”
“You? No. My question isn’t about you.”
For a moment, my pupils dimmed.
“Huh?”
“Why assume I’m asking what to do with you? If I dislike you, I’ll kill you. If I like you, I’ll keep you close. That much is entirely up to me.”
“Oh. Right.”
Damn him—he’s as infuriating as ever.
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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