‘Why are you doing this to me?’
This was a nightmare. Otherwise, something like this wouldn’t happen.
A dry chuckle rang out.
[You need to be careful…]With her tearing voice as the last, I slumped, losing consciousness.
‘What’s the big deal with desserts!’
Michael swallowed his saliva.
Annette’s disappointed expression seemed like that of an adult before his eyes.
At this rate, things could go wrong.
The reason for setting up the fake Casian would disappear, and if that happened, he would be ruthlessly cast aside.
‘I can’t let go of the position as the successor.’
He clenched his fist under the table.
He had to go out and console Annette, restore their relationship, whether by coaxing or apologizing.
When he was about to stand up to follow her, a deep voice stopped him.
“Isn’t it enough to fake it without Annette present?”
The solid voice made his movements freeze.
When the voice turned towards me, Hertian was looking at me with a scrutinizing gaze.
Michael’s gaze wasn’t gentle either.
Upon closer inspection, the ones who stirred up Annette, creating an embarrassment, were on the side of the Grand Duke.
“If you invited me to see this situation, right? From the beginning.”
“If you knew, you shouldn’t have come. Didn’t you know I wouldn’t respond immediately to the invitation?”
Hertian leisurely took a sip of wine.
Sending an invitation openly in the name of the Grand Duke and then not coming was expected, but it was breathtaking to come here so confidently and naturally put on a performance in front of me.
“If she doesn’t come, do you know what kind of medicine you should be careful of?”
“It’s not me, but you and Serdis, right?”
Hertian laughed lightly.
“If you’re going to do it, do it properly. This is too sloppy… You went through so much trouble for a laugh.”
“…….”
“It seems unfair, doesn’t it? It doesn’t look like you’re putting on such enthusiasm for a few pennies from Serdis. Did you secure the position of the next successor?”
Michael flinched. Hertian keenly recognized it.
“I, too, am a servant oppressed by inferiority like you. So, I understand your feelings better than anyone else. If I were given the position of the Crown Prince, this act wouldn’t have been anything. Because there would be no evidence that I am Casian, stolen letters and all. If I continue to act like Casian in front of Annette like this, I can turn Casian into trash.”
“I have read all the letters. Today was just a momentary mistake, but from now on, you won’t be so easily deceived.”
“It feels unfair, doesn’t it? It seems like you’re acting as a servant who’s oppressed by inferiority. So I understand your feelings better than anyone else. If I were given the position of the Crown Prince, this act wouldn’t have been anything. Because there would be no evidence that I am Casian, stolen letters and all. If I continue to act like Casian in front of Annette like this, I can turn Casian into trash.”
His smile was twisted.
But if he got angry here, it would damage his image.
He made an effort not to lose his composure.
“Well, then, what are you going to do? Even if the Grand Duke knows, it won’t change anything.”
“That’s true. I can’t help you with your successor position, so stop asking me now, and I can’t even request that anymore.”
“Well, yes.”
“But you know, junior successor.”
Hertian called him with a gentle tone.
However, his gaze was chilling.
“Be reasonable.”
A cold word like an ice sheet.
Michael couldn’t refute or provoke him anymore.
Hertian seemed to have finished speaking, tidying up his lips as if signaling the end of the conversation.
“If you’re done talking, why don’t you get up and look for Annette?”
“…I’ll go.”
As Michael rose from his seat, Hertian followed suit.
“Are you coming?”
If he didn’t want him to look, why did he ask in the first place?
Giving him a displeased look, Hertian ignored his words and walked out through the door.
“If you can find her, search diligently.”
Watching him leave the dining room, Michael bit his lip in frustration.
“Are all the people of the Hwangga like this?”
Whether it’s a prince or a grand duke, getting entangled with just one woman didn’t seem normal.
He sighed deeply and hurriedly left the room.
For now, finding that woman was crucial.
Hertian exchanged words with the butler. Michael couldn’t intervene either.
“Where did the Grand Duchess go?”
He asked the butler.
The butler, with a stern look, bowed slightly at Michael.
“I cannot speak.”
“What? Why?”
The butler remained completely silent.
The one who silenced him was right in front of him.
“Are you going to be so secretive?”
The only person in this townhouse was Hertian.
“Is it too much for you to speak plainly? Junior successor.”
“Ugh… If you hide the Grand Duchess, I’ll reveal it when I meet her next time. I’ll tell her everything.”
Michael mumbled reluctantly.
Getting Annette’s trust was the most important mission for him as Cacian.
If Hertian continued to interfere, there was no other way.
But even this method required him to meet Annette first. He didn’t know what Hertian would say about him if he went back now.
“Is it really necessary to do this so blatantly? The last time you said you were going to use medicine, now you’re being blatant. Are you too fond of introducing yourself? Junior successor.”
“Will you at least hide the Grand Duchess? If you’re going to invite a guest and then drive them away, I’ll reveal it when I meet the Grand Duchess next time.”
Michael reluctantly threatened.
Hertian coldly turned his head.
Michael rushed in the direction Hertian was going.
“Do you think I would do that?”
Now that he completely ignored his words, Michael followed closely behind Hertian.
Seeing him not stopping, it seemed like he was prepared for something.
But Michael was confident.
He was just a contracted spouse.
It had only been a month since they got married.
And he believed he was Cacian, who had been friends with Annette for five years.
It wasn’t something that would easily crumble because of desserts.
‘If he fabricates words to make me look like someone they can’t see again, that’s it.’
However, when Hertian opened the door to the room without stopping.
“Madam…?”
The Grand Duchess, who had gone to wash her hands, was slumped over in shock.
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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