Hertian led her in that direction to introduce her to the knights he had long trained with.
And just before reaching the training grounds, he halted.
“Your unrequited love. It was Lady Vi, wasn’t it?”
Eleanor was the one to break the silence first.
From the moment she first arrived at the castle and saw Hertian, she realized it.
The man, who never showed interest in anyone, had introduced himself to her as ‘husband,’ and looked at Anette with a forlorn smile. She had physically recognized how drastically he had changed.
In a position where he had to catch even the slightest change in the enemy, Hertian’s transformation was all too evident.
And a few years after attending Marca Academy, a certain liveliness had returned to Hertian’s eyes. At some point, he began to prefer reading or writing to practicing swordsmanship.
She didn’t know then that Hertian had an unrequited love, but realized it upon seeing the pink letters he read overnight in the battlefield.
“Your pen pal was Lady Vi?”
Eleanor was merely curious.
To think he married the woman he so desired. It was uncharacteristically romantic of Hertian.
“There was a trick.”
Hertian’s lips curled into a sly smile. Eleanor took a step closer, asking what the trick was.
Then Hertian began to take off his gloves.
“Ah! I get it!”
Eleanor exclaimed as if she had realized something.
“Guess you figured it out quickly.”
Of course, sharp Eleanor.
Though the flower essence on his nails had disappeared, she caught on immediately.
“The lines on your hand. Women go crazy for that.”
Eleanor was confident.
But she was wrong. Hertian clicked his tongue, sending her a pitiful look.
“Someone like you, who only knows how to polish swords, wouldn’t know how to infuse flower essence into nails.”
“What did you infuse into your nails?”
“According to the saying, if you soak your nails in balsam and withstand it until the first snow, your first love will come true. I managed that, and succeeded in my marriage.”
At that moment, Eleanor’s suntanned face turned pale.
“You didn’t mistake human blood for that, did you?”
“What kind of horrible thing are you saying?”
Gazing at where his balsamsoaked little finger used to be, Hertian grinned happily. Watching him, Eleanor was covered in goosebumps and vigorously rubbed her body.
He was different. People said that a man changes three times in his life—when he returns from war, when he inherits his family legacy, and when he marries. But Hertian seemed to have bypassed the first two and transformed during the last one.
“Who taught you such a joke… or should I say method?”
“Osen.”
Eleanor briefly resented Osen.
Then, she put that thought away.
‘It looks much better than living like a corpse as before.’
“Amazing. It doesn’t seem like you fell in love by exchanging letters. Did you send a proposal right away?”
Eleanor had suspected ever since Hertian hid the fact that he graduated from Marcaba Academy.
Moreover, she was sure of it when she saw Hertian claiming he succeeded in marriage through superstition.
“He’s talented after all.”
“He’s quick to notice.”
“Enjoy this moment. I’ve been married for over two years, and we live on mutual affection.”
At the words of envy, Hertian’s shoulders slumped.
“Eleanor. I have something to ask.”
“What is it? Just say it.”
“I don’t know how to win my wife’s heart.”
A question appeared on Eleanor’s face. What’s the point of winning her heart after marriage?
“I can’t elaborate, but she doesn’t have feelings for me.”
As soon as her face turned to shock, Hertian bitterly continued. Both before and after the marriage, he had tried to appeal to Anette in ways she would like, but the result was brutal.
Just until yesterday, she wasn’t considering him at all while seeking another man.
“I don’t know what to do. It’s a matter I can’t discuss with others, and you’re a woman, so I thought you might know.”
She deeply pondered, facing her friend who fell into the dilemma called love.
She didn’t have much interaction with men, although she was in a maledominated knight order.
Even her marriage was one of strategy, not true love.
‘Isn’t a human heart the same everywhere?’
A moment later, Eleanor spoke with a determined face.
“Take off your clothes. People trained under Calix, like me, are rumored to have incredible bodies. The Princess will surely like it.”
She confidently spoke while patting her welldefined abs. It was a surefire technique.
“But I already have…”
However, Hertian lowered his eyes in despair.
“I can’t believe that didn’t work.”
“Is there no other way?”
“Jealousy tactics?”
Hertian’s expression instantly hardened.
“I don’t want to confuse her even if I can’t win her heart.”
“I was just suggesting. I also dislike using shallow tactics as a knight. But you look great? If she sees this side of you, she should be smitten.”
“By this side, do you mean… should I become even more pathetic?”
He was aware of his merits to some extent.
In terms of appearance and status, he had never lost to anyone.
“But there’s a problem. I don’t lack much, so there’s nothing to fill.”
Eleanor shook her index finger with both hands.
“It seems I’ve brought your shortcomings with me.”
Her bright face suddenly clouded. Hertian noticed it right away.
“I had a feeling things were going too smoothly.”
It was undoubtedly the work of Serdis, who returned to the palace.
“The palace has issued a command for you to go to war again.”
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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