Silently staring at her, Christoph suddenly sighed. He rubbed his forehead with an annoyed expression.
Christoph’s teeth gritted as an unpleasant voice flowed from his lips.
“What are you doing, Marianne?”
“Let’s divorce, us.”
Marianne breathed quietly and finally spit out the words. In a decisive moment, words she thought would get stuck in her throat came out surprisingly easily.
As if she had been practicing them for a very long time.
Tsk.
Christoph clicked his tongue softly. Once again checking the time, he picked up his bag. A dry voice flowed between his parched lips.
“Is it because of Veronica? I’m sorry about my sisterinlaw’s death too, but her suicide by jumping into the river is clear. I checked the police investigation records myself, and met her roommate. According to her, she was struggling after being broken up with by her lover. There’s no room for doubt in this case, Marianne.”
At his firm tone, Marianne wore a bitter smile.
Veronica had been afraid of water since she almost died falling into a well as a child. Even the sight of a fountain would make her take a detour; she was that fearful.
She could understand that Veronica, betrayed by a lover, would make an extreme choice, but the idea that she had chosen to jump into a river was unbelievable.
But Christoph would not listen to her, and Marianne had to endure the agonizing feeling of powerlessness, knowing she could do nothing for Veronica.
No, maybe the fact that something so important to her meant nothing to Christoph was more shocking.
Then, the truths she had long avoided came marching up to her. Perhaps she wasn’t very important to him either.
It was clear that Veronica’s case had been the last straw, as Christoph said. But over the past three years, the kindling had been piling up within her.
All that remained was to wait for the flames to blaze fiercely. Then, the ashes in her heart would scatter to the winds.
Without any love, resentment, or expectation remaining.
Would it be easier then?
“Enough with this boring joke.”
Even now, Christoph was brutally realistic and rational as she demanded a divorce. It was clear that he thought she was bluffing. Or, he seemed to think this was a threat, just to get him to look into Veronica’s case a bit more.
Christoph’s indifferent attitude came from his confidence that divorce would not happen without his consent. And Christoph had no intention of divorcing her, not even a grain of thought.
Marianne cast a glance at his watch, giving a light wink.
“My business is over. You can’t keep Judge Botenstein waiting, can you?”
“Go and come back to talk.”
Christoph crossed the office without a single refusal. The meeting with Judge Botenstein was more important to him than a divorce from Marianne, with whom he had spent three years.
A bitter smile finally formed at the corner of Marianne’s mouth. She thought it would happen. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t hurt.
Thud.
Another sound of a log being stacked on her chest was heard. A piece of firewood soon to be ignited and burned to a black crisp.
“Marianne.”
Then, Christoph stopped for a moment as he was leaving the office. He turned back to look at her face. Her, making a painful expression with her wounds open.
He was about to say something when he checked his watch one last time, then headed out into the corridor again.
“Let’s talk in the evening.”
Listening to his receding footsteps, Marianne slowly lowered her eyes. Her slight hope turned into an expected disappointment, and Christoph unknowingly kicked away his last chance.
Marianne, whose face looked as if she would cry at any moment, confidently lifted her chin.
“No, Christoph, I can’t see you tonight.”
Her murmured words echoed in the empty room. Yes, he would never see her again.
It was a revenge against Christoph, who had thrown away his last opportunity, and the onetime deviation in her life to protect herself.
“Karin!”
Marianne shouted the maid’s name. Karin, who appeared quickly from somewhere, bowed her head, saying, “Did you call me, Mrs. Schneider?”
Mrs. Schneider.
At those words, Marianne flinched unknowingly. Then, as if nothing had happened, she smiled gracefully.
Everything had gone as she had expected so far. But there was no guarantee that it would continue. A perfect plan can fall apart with even a small gap.
Marianne, who was looking at Karin with thoughtful eyes, suddenly smiled.
“I’m going shopping now, can you hurry and get ready?”
“Of course, Mrs. Schneider.”
Karin trotted out of the office. Withdrawing her eyes from Karin’s retreating figure, Marianne inadvertently looked around the room. She captured the final view of the office in her eyes for a long time.
The figure of a man who had just been there, too.
(This is a time delimiter.)
The car carrying Marianne and Karin slowly pulled out of the endless garden. The gatekeeper, who had been waiting with the gate open, saluted the car.
Metasequoia trees lined both sides of the private land in front of the mansion. They were tall trees that one had to strain one’s neck to see.
The car slowly increased its speed as it crossed the endless Metasequoia path. Marianne turned her head and looked out the car window at the receding mansion.
A threestory white stone building stood majestically on the green grass. The bright blue roof contrasted sharply with the white walls, shining even more brightly.
The happy times there, the kind people, and the memories with Christoph passed through her head like a revolving lantern.
“Why are you like that, Mrs. Schneider? Did you leave something behind?”
Karin looked back at her and asked in a puzzled voice. Marianne, suddenly coming to her senses, shook her head and smiled faintly.
“No, Karin. There’s nothing like that.”
There was no such thing as a lingering attachment to be left behind.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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