The media’s spotlight was focused on her. They tore down Leopold and raised Nadia up.
However, that was all there was to it. No matter how hard she struggled, the next king would still be Leopold, and Nadia was destined to marry a suitable noble and quietly disappear.
It wasn’t just because she was a woman. Unlike the former queen, who had been a strategic marriage partner, the current queen was a woman whom the king genuinely loved.
He had chosen her above all others, and even if it took a lifetime, he would never willingly pass the throne to Nadia.
So, not willingly.
“How did you amass such popularity, yet Princess Nadia shows no signs of stepping down easily? She probably has no intention of marrying just any noble. To topple Leopold, who is condemned by the people, and become the next king, you need the Schneider family’s power, whether it’s in terms of authority or wealth… Replacing the princess’s extended family, which has been stripped of its assets and abandoned.”
Christoph’s acerbic voice reverberated in the tense air. Nadia, however, remained unfazed, even as his words struck a nerve. She blinked her thick eyelashes and spoke slowly.
“It’s not a bad deal, is it? Think about it, Christoph. If you marry me, you’ll become a king. You’ll wield far greater power than you do now. It means you’ll become not just Lord Schneider but His Majesty the King. So, would you still reject my proposal like this?”
Before Nadia had finished speaking, Christoph abruptly rose from his seat. Nadia followed suit, lifting her head slowly to meet his gaze.
As Christoph looked down at her, his lips curved slightly.
“Nadia.”
His voice seemed softer, as if it had mellowed. The inky black pupils that held inscrutable thoughts seemed to radiate a hint of gentleness.
“As a dear friend, let me offer you some advice.”
Nadia stared intently at his lips, wondering what words would emerge, filled with both anticipation and apprehension.
“A loveless marriage will be much unhappier than you think. Don’t make a choice you’ll regret. I only realized how warm it was after Marianne let go of my hand. So, I hope you won’t make the same mistake as me.”
He briefly inhaled and added in his usual tone this time.
“Then please return carefully, Princess Nadia. Oscar will see you off.”
With those words, Christoph turned his back without hesitation. He left the living room with echoing footsteps.
Suddenly, Christoph, standing at the door, paused and glanced at Oscar, who stood in the corridor. The loyal servant observed him with dry eyes.
Christoph unlocked the closed door and lowered his voice. As he began to walk slowly, Oscar followed silently.
“Liam Cluke.”
At the unexpected name, Oscar’s eyes showed a puzzled look. Christoph added with a cold tone.
“He’s a doctor who recently opened a practice near the police station. Investigate him.”
“…Yes, understood.”
Oscar didn’t ask unnecessary questions. It had been his survival strategy as the right-hand man of the Shark Duke.
“Please escort Princess Nadia.”
“Yes, Christoph.”
Thud.
The door closed. Nadia stared silently at the now-vacant doorway.
“Who says there’s no love, Christoph?”
In the empty room, her soliloquy fell like dust, quietly. She bit her lip. The shock from that morning when she heard the news of Christoph’s marriage resurfaced.
She was well aware that he had no interest in women. Women flocked to Christoph like a swarm of bees without him making any effort, throwing themselves at him like moths to a flame.
But that wasn’t his concern. He valued his studies more than women and devoted himself to studying to become a lawyer.
Christoph was different from other men. He had a clear goal and was willing to endure immediate pleasures for it. He didn’t even know that this made him seem even more ascetic.
The woman closest to Christoph was Nadia. She was the only one who occasionally saw him under the pretext of being childhood friends and continued their relationship.
That was entirely Nadia’s will. Without her efforts, their relationship would have ended long ago.
She thought that if a little more time passed, his side would naturally become hers, like water flowing.
Christoph often said that marriage was a contract, and she wasn’t a bad candidate as a contractual partner. But…
“…”
One day, out of the blue, she saw his marriage announcement in the newspaper. Without any prior notice.
And his partner was Marianne Cloze, a woman who couldn’t possibly be a contractual partner.
Why?
The questions from that day once again gnawed at Nadia’s mind.
Why her, Christoph? Wasn’t marriage supposed to be a contract? What can she offer you?
Nadia slowly closed her eyes and then gracefully rose from her seat as if nothing had happened. There was not a complete loss. At least she had confirmed that Christoph and Marianne were having an affair.
If there was a gap between the two of them, she would enter without hesitation. Nadia’s eyes turned cold as she left the room.
“I’ll be back, Mrs. Liz.”
“If anyone gives you trouble again today, Marianne, I’ll knock some sense into their heads and come home.”
“Yes, I will.”
Marianne opened the front door with a faint smile. Suddenly, the warm touch that comforted her last night came to mind.
The large hand gently stroked her cheek and discreetly caressed her ear. It was warmth that she had never expected. No, it was warmth that she had longed for countless times but had finally resigned herself to.
Christoph was someone who sought solutions before empathy, someone who advised her to take a walk when she was feeling down.
Moving your body can refresh your mood, he had said.
Yet, he silently wiped away her tears, embraced her shoulders, and did nothing more. He escorted her to her room and sat by the bedside until she fell asleep.
“Let me stay by your side until you fall asleep, Marianne. On days like today, I don’t want you to fall asleep alone.”
Incredibly, his gaze as he looked down at her was affectionate. As if he were someone in love.
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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