I Regret The Kindness I Gave You (20 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 2
Thud! Sleep fled with a dull ache.
Lud opened his bleary eyes and looked up.
A wooden stick that had just whacked his head, and the guard holding it with a face full of resentment—probably something like that.
“Even though you’re blind as a bat, you still pretend to look. Seriously, you’ve got some damn nerve.”
Ah. Maybe it was because he’d just woken up, but his throat felt tight.
The tyrannical outburst the moment he opened his eyes made his temples throb.
…No, actually, that was probably just from not sleeping well.
Lud consciously tried not to fumble around the blurry edges of his vision and opened his mouth.
“That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it? Right from a good morning greeting. Do my blind eyes really deserve such misery…?”
“Shut it and get up. You’d better move on your own before I grab you by the collar and drag you out.”
“Isn’t it just that you’re too weak to lift me yourself?”
Thwack! Along with a stream of curses, the wooden stick came down again.
Ah… seriously, what an irritable bastard. Lud scoffed without a trace of fear and slowly unfolded his crumpled body.
His naturally tall frame, broad shoulders, and the muscles he’d built for survival rippled with resilient strength.
The moment he stood fully upright, an overwhelming presence instantly filled the space.
In the blink of an eye, his shadow engulfed the guard from head to toe. The guard beneath it clenched his jaw, trying hard not to show he was overpowered.
“So… where am I being taken?”
Without answering, the guard simply grabbed the iron chain and hurried along.
Seeing that irritated look, Lud got a strange feeling.
He’d assumed this was certainly the road to his death—today of all days. Or so he’d thought?
If this really were the path to execution, the guard—who was furious he couldn’t kill Lud himself—should’ve already been sneering in cruel amusement.
He’d have been grinning ear to ear with joy.
But the guard wasn’t.
Instead, he couldn’t even hide his deep dissatisfaction. Then where exactly was this path leading?
“Where are you taking that brat…? Hah! There he is. Stop right there! Bring him to me immediately!”
As they climbed stairs and walked down the corridor for a while, a booming voice halted them.
Lud instantly recognized the speaker and muttered a harsh curse.
Unfortunately for the flustered guard, he obeyed and dragged Lud over.
“I said I’ll buy him right now and pay on the spot! Come on, tell me—how much do you want?”
“I’ve told you several times already—it’s already sold! Why is this so difficult for you to understand?”
“So what? Whatever the price was, I’ll just pay double!”
Lud glared, despite his blurred vision, at the greedy hands pawing at his arm.
If only he’d had a knife in his grip, he could’ve slit the man’s throat without hesitation.
“Who in their right mind would buy this blind fool? You’re lying about it being sold, aren’t you?”
The very person who’d blinded him was shameless enough to say that.
This perverted old man was a merchant obsessed with making Lud his personal nighttime servant.
He’d amassed quite a fortune through maritime trade, but his problem wasn’t just his knack for earning money—it was his utter lack of shame.
His obsession was truly intense.
He’d pestered Lud, then still a fighting pit gladiator, relentlessly trying to claim him, only to be rejected every time—until he finally resorted to poisoning him with a drug that caused blindness.
Once blind, Lud could no longer fight in the arena—that was exactly what the old man had been counting on.
Because of that, Lud was now in this state.
His vision grew hazier by the day, and useless as he was—unable to earn any money—he’d been locked away in a back room.
What’s more, just a few days ago he’d nearly beaten several managers to death for hitting him, making his situation even more precarious.
The grim pessimists who ruled these underground depths would’ve turned him into a corpse and burned him without a second thought.
That’s exactly what Lud expected… but wait.
“…Sold?”
Lud muttered aloud before he could stop himself.
Unless his ears had gone bad too, right after his eyes, it certainly sounded like he’d just been called a sold item.
Blind or not, whether he mumbled or stayed silent, the shouting match between the old man and the merchant reached its peak.
Fed up with the perverted merchant’s bullying, the merchant snapped with a sharp shout.
“Two million geon!”
“…Wha—what?”
“That item has already been sold for two million geon. So, as you said yourself, if you pay double—four million geon—we’ll hand him over without another word.”
“…But… who on earth would spend that kind of fortune on a wretch like him?”
Exactly. Who but a madman would pay such an outrageous sum? Lud slowly lifted his head in silent agreement.
Feeling he’d finally gained the upper hand, the merchant grew cocky again and pressed further.
“Well then, will you pay or not?”
Even the wealthiest merchant couldn’t possibly afford the price of an entire mansion.
After the perverted merchant retreated with a whimper, the guard tossed Lud into a waiting carriage.
Bound tightly, he was transported for a long while before arriving somewhere—carried like cargo and then dropped onto a soft bed.
“Hmm… however I look at this, it seems quite serious.”
…What was going on now? A different old man’s hand suddenly lifted Lud’s chin.
He hadn’t eaten in days and lacked even the strength to shake it off.
Lud instinctively tensed, then quickly gave up, resigning himself to whatever would happen.
“Do you see this red mark here? This degree of discoloration means he’s been on drugs for a very long time. Must’ve lived a rough life, wouldn’t you say?”
Right. He had lived roughly. He hadn’t chosen it, but yes—he’d been on drugs for a long time. Was this man a doctor or a fortuneteller?
At that moment, another faint presence drew nearer.
The footsteps approaching sounded oddly familiar—definitely a woman’s, and from the dignified, elegant sound alone, clearly noble…
“Is treatment possible soon?”
…That voice. He’d definitely heard it before.
—What is your name?
Just yesterday, a woman at the iron bars had abruptly asked him his name. The same woman who’d stood there staring at him for a long while.
—I’m not someone a fine lady like you would know. Just call me anything—this guy, that guy, whatever.
—Do you perhaps have no name?
—Oh. I didn’t mean you should erase a perfectly good name. That’s too cruel.
He never expected to see that woman again after such a brief, meaningless exchange… yet now, one fact became certain.
She was the one who’d bought him for that insane sum.
Apparently, his crumpled form behind the bars that day had looked incredibly tempting to her.
“Huh… Given symptoms this severe, treatment will be a little—no, extremely difficult.”
“The cost of treatment doesn’t matter to me.”
“Hmm. In that case, I’ll do everything I can—even if it costs me my own life.”
The elderly doctor brightened noticeably, gave a firm reply, and left to prepare the necessary medicines.
Now only Lud and the woman remained in the room.
“Well, shall I take off my pants, then?”
Lud reached for his waistband as if ready to rip his trousers off at once.
Of course, that wasn’t his real intention—if she actually went along with it, he’d feign compliance and seize the chance to strangle her.
“…No. That’s not why I brought you here.”
“Oh? If not ‘that,’ then for what purpose did you spend two million geon on someone like me?”
The woman fell silent for a moment, then answered in her usual elegant, even tone.
“You’re not an object—I didn’t spend money to buy you.”
She spoke as if stating the most natural truth, and continued.
“What I paid two million geon for was the right to take you out of that place.”
You’re a person—you can’t be bought or sold. So I bought the right instead.
Having grown up as an orphan abandoned in back alleys, Lud had never in his life heard words like these.
It felt as if a massive hammer had struck his head—numbness and a strange tingling slowly spread through him.
“Lud.”
The moment his name was called, every hair on his body stood on end.
Damn it. Lud gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Of all things, her voice had to perfectly match his taste.
“I’m sorry. I have a purpose, so I purchased the rights tied to you. Until that purpose is fulfilled, I cannot let you go.”
Her voice was firm, yet brimming with genuine regret.
Someone saying “I’m sorry” and truly meaning it—another type he’d never encountered before.
To Lud, this woman was utterly unfamiliar, alien, and astonishing.
“Is that purpose using my body for treatment?”
“No.”
The answer to his barely composed question was a firm denial.
Lud lifted his head toward where the woman stood.
His movements were slightly awkward—but unless one already knew he’d been blind from birth, it wouldn’t be easy to notice such subtle unease.
“I cannot disclose my purpose. However, regardless of that, you should stop taking those drugs.”
“Who wouldn’t know that? I’ve been on them so long I can’t even remember when I started. Someone as refined as you has never touched drugs, so you don’t understand the pain of quitting. For someone like me, it’s hard to stop—and I don’t even want to.”
Lud deliberately sneered, replying with ferocity.
He found it unsettling how she absorbed everything he said like a soft cushion.
He wanted to provoke her—make her snap at him like everyone else always had.
Like everyone in his world always had.
But again, this woman was the exception. Without even a hint of hesitation, she gently absorbed his aggression.
“Of course I know it’ll be difficult. But please try. It’s harming your body, after all.”
Ridiculously, he was left speechless again.
Her unfamiliar, caring words tasted unbearably sweet. Her invisible gaze itched unbearably under his skin. Heat rushed to the top of his head.
Seeing him so uncharacteristically quiet and subdued, the woman easily laid him back onto the bed and pulled the blanket up to his chest.
She must have noticed his eyelids growing heavy from exhaustion.
“…Will you come back here again?”
Lud suddenly grabbed the woman’s wrist.
He’d expected her to immediately shake off the filthy, lowly hand—everyone else would have.
But once again, she was the exception. Without pulling away, she spoke.
“If my presence is unwelcome to you, I won’t come again.”
Unwelcome… that only applied to that perverted old man or the pit fighters.
Relief washed over him as the tension from expecting death melted away.
Feeling his blurred vision narrowing further, Lud gave one last defiant retort.
“It’s not exactly welcome… but you’ve got to earn your money’s worth. So yeah, come back.”
His eyes slowly closed. The hand clutching hers lost its strength and dropped limply to the bed. Yet she remained there until the end.
That awkward warmth was unbearably sweet—so for the first time in his life, Lud surrendered his entire being to deep, peaceful sleep.
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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