I Pretended To Be Dead And Ran Away (22 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 10
Ting, ting, ting, spin-spin-spin…
The ring fell to the floor and rolled away, and without thinking, I reached out toward it. But against my will, my body was pushed inward into the bedroom.
The force pressing against my shoulder was quite strong, yet the person pushing me seemed completely relaxed.
Felix’s actions when he was asleep appeared almost unconscious.
Perhaps because he’d tried taking the ring off last night, today again he removed it quite naturally.
I must have been thoroughly shocked back then, because now it didn’t surprise me nearly as much.
Maybe it felt less frightening knowing he wouldn’t remember any of it once he woke up.
“Why is this room so small?”
“Well, this is just the on-duty room, after all.”
And it wasn’t actually a small room.
Compared to Felix’s room, it certainly seemed tiny, but objectively speaking, it was by no means small.
For starters, this room had a bed, a nightstand, and a table.
It also had a desk and chair, along with a small wardrobe.
Beyond the small door was an attached bathroom, and the ceiling wasn’t low either. Back at the poorhouse, ten people had to sleep together in a similar space.
Because of that, I clearly understood that having a room this size all to myself was quite a luxury.
Of course, my room in the annex was much larger.
It seemed the servants of House Le Pelique were treated far better than those in other mansions; their rooms were comfortable and spacious, and staff welfare was excellent thanks to the family’s overflowing wealth.
Old furniture was regularly discarded or auctioned off.
There was a rule that no furniture in the duke’s residence—servants’ included—could be older than ten years.
This alone clearly illustrated just how wealthy House Le Pelique was and how much they cared about their servants’ well-being.
In other noble houses, servants typically used old, worn-out furniture from the main house that was no longer needed or had fallen into disrepair.
“You’ve really been sleeping in a place like this all this time?”
Felix looked at me with a strange expression.
For a moment, I wriggled my hand, trying to slip free from his grasp. He responded by gripping it even tighter and said,
“It’s small.”
“Well, that’s probably because you’re so large, my lord.”
I answered with a smile. His eyes still lacked focus.
“My lord, did you take another sleeping pill?”
I tried to calm my racing heart.
‘That woman stole something important from me yesterday.’
Judging by those words, if he’d truly known with a clear mind that I was the culprit, he’d have already drawn his sword.
My heart was still pounding rapidly.
But considering Felix’s hazy expression and the fact that it was around three in the morning, the chances of him being fully conscious were low.
Because of that, my fear had greatly lessened.
Still, it felt strange that the only person who knew I was a woman was Felix—and even then, not in his right mind.
At the same time, the thought that this dangerous beast might kill someone in his sleep, even if he couldn’t remember it later, sent chills down my spine.
“Yeah.”
“How much did you take?”
“Enough to put an elephant to sleep.”
“Good heavens, you took that much?”
“I have to take that much to fall asleep.”
“So right now, is this a dream or reality?”
“It must be a dream.”
Felix answered obediently and let his sword hang loosely at his side.
“My lord?”
I panicked when he suddenly pulled me and started moving outside.
“Just a moment!”
“Stay still.”
He said that and lifted me onto his back again.
“I’ll go wherever you want me to, my lord!”
“Then stay still.”
“But please pick up my things for me!”
“What things?”
“My ring!”
“Oh.”
He remembered the ring he’d removed earlier and set me down.
“I lost it.”
He stared blankly at me as he said that.
I quickly picked up the ring lying nearby on the floor.
“Here it is.”
“I see.”
He said that and stared blankly at me again. Then he grabbed my hand, gripping it tightly as if to prevent me from running away.
“This is a strange dream.”
“Indeed it is.”
Putting the ring back on with just one hand was a bit difficult. My right hand was held by him, and his right hand still held a long sword.
Instinctively, I shivered fearfully at the sight of the gleaming blade, so he dropped it to the floor.
“My lord?”
“I want to go to my room.”
“Oh, yes. Sweet—no, I’m coming with you!”
I’d been about to tell him to have sweet dreams, but he suddenly lifted me with one arm.
My feet left the ground, and I realized he intended to take me to his bedroom as well.
“Hold onto my neck.”
“I couldn’t possibly do something so disrespectful.”
“Do you dare disobey me?”
“Wow, it feels so good…!”
The moment I saw the anger flashing in his crimson eyes, I instinctively hugged him tightly.
Seemingly satisfied by my action, he let out a slow breath and started walking.
With my free hand, I quickly slipped the ring back on—and he immediately stopped walking.
“Don’t put the ring back on.”
“I’ll only take it off in your room. Is that alright?”
He seemed to agree and resumed walking.
But unlike before, he now began walking slightly faster. We were on the fifth floor, and his bedroom was on the third.
On our way to his room, I noticed the hallway had been completely wrecked.
Long sword marks scarred the walls and wallpaper. Plaster statues lay shattered in disarray.
‘If my lord destroys the third floor, clean it up quickly by morning.’
‘Is that really the chief steward’s job?’
‘Yes.’
“You’ve got a lot of work ahead of you.”
“What?”
I absentmindedly said that, recalling my conversation with Chief Steward Mariven. Felix echoed the words back to me.
“My lord, could you be sleepwalking because of the sleeping pills?”
“Oh, so they told me that.”
“But that means you’re not truly sleeping properly. Do you really have to take those pills?”
“I can’t fall asleep at all without them.”
When I gently loosened my hold around his neck, he stopped walking.
Because I rarely got this close to him, my heart sank with nervousness.
“Whisper it into my ear.”
The fact that he expressed “I don’t want to look at your face” in such a roundabout way felt very typical of Felix, so I hugged his neck firmly again and said,
“Why can’t you sleep, my lord?”
We soon arrived at his bedroom, and I saw the door had been smashed in.
“Good grief! You broke the door? Replacing it will take so much time…!”
“It wouldn’t open.”
“How could it not open? These are clearly sword marks from where you slashed it!”
“Exactly. It wouldn’t open.”
Felix frowned as he said that.
“You should’ve just been here from the start.”
“I come whenever you call. Isn’t that pull-cord right over there?”
“I pulled it. You didn’t come.”
“When?”
“One o’clock.”
Now that he mentioned it, I’d been with Tanasis then.
“I was in the basement at that time, carrying out your orders.”
“Oh.”
He replied absentmindedly and gently placed me onto the bed.
“Merciful heavens! What in the world happened to your bedroom?”
I’d worked so hard cleaning this room. Looking around, there was utter chaos everywhere.
Broken whiskey bottles, shattered crystal ashtrays, and even the neatly folded canopy over the bed was torn to shreds.
Remembering how much care I’d put into tidying this place, I felt a flicker of anger rising.
Of course, this room belonged to Felix, and as a servant, cleaning it was my duty.
But I’d cleaned it with genuine thoughtfulness for him—only for everything to end up like this. It hurt deeply.
“Why are you crying?”
“I’m not crying. I’m just upset. I cleaned this room thinking of you, my lord… yet you so casually smashed and slashed everything to pieces.”
He blinked, looking bewildered by my words.
“This is my room.”
“Yes.”
“My belongings.”
“Yes.”
“And you’re mine too.”
“…Yes?”
Hearing him say that, my disappointment began to fade slightly. After all, everything here was his. If needed, he could just buy new things.
“If you’re here, I won’t do this again.”
“When? Every dawn?”
Felix nodded, then looked at the ring on my hand.
“My lord, you really are dreaming… right?”
He nodded again, then interlaced his fingers with mine and tried to pull the ring off once more.
“This ring is very important. I can’t afford to lose it.”
He slid open a drawer, took out a golden necklace chain, slipped the ring onto it, and placed it around my neck.
Watching him do that gave me an oddly comforting feeling.
“But… what exactly did I steal from you?”
He soon sat me down on the bed and said,
“You didn’t steal anything.”
“I knew it! You were just trying to catch me, weren’t you?”
He nodded at that and reached for my clothes.
Because it was sleepwear, the fabric was very thin—and when his hand naturally moved toward the buttons, I felt strangely uneasy.
“Please don’t rip the buttons. Just unbutton them.”
He quickly undid the buttons at my request.
For a moment, he stared blankly at my chest, then pressed his palm against my shoulder to lay me down gently. Carefully parting my clothes, he placed his ear against my chest.
“I can hear your heartbeat.”
“…”
“My head.”
“Oh, yes.”
I understood he wanted me to do as I had yesterday, so I cradled his head and slowly stroked it. His breath brushed against my chest, making me feel ticklish yet strangely flustered.
“But why did you come looking for me, my lord?”
His chin pressing into my chest felt strange—painful enough to bruise, yet unfamiliar enough to make my body tremble.
“Because you resemble the Princess of Nuremberg.”
I could never be the Princess of Nuremberg.
After all, I remembered perfectly my childhood days spent in the poorhouse.
“What would you do if you found the Princess of Nuremberg?”
I asked, just in case.
“I’d kill her. Only then will the curse on me be lifted.”
As he said that, he tightly wrapped his arms around my waist, as if determined not to let me escape.
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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Could it be her? Is it possible that she’s living in a state of shock and no one knows her identity?
Reniel trailed off uncertainly, unsure whether this warranted gratitude.
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“Th-thank you…?”
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Wait, what? For real? How come the Nuremberg Princess is hiding her gender and work at the mansion of the Duke who technically her archenemy? And Renal is Tanasis’ fiancee? Wow, never expected it to be revealed this early.
Very good story and i do prefer it if any person will give it a try worthy of your time
So apparently Renal is regarded as a threat for imperial family for her purifying ability and decided to make her Tanasias’ fiancee for close monitoring and helped him control his artificial ability. But Renal must’ve sensed or found out something that can put her life in danger. Thus she went into the hiding in the enemy’s nest and disguised as a man with the ring’s help. I wonder what kind of finding Reniel got to the point it threatened her life.