Greta’s fingers, which had been lying on the heap of rotten leaves, twitched. It was soon her attack radius. Without a single warning not to come any closer, if the follower took one more step closer, Greta would explode into another murder.
However, the follower’s actions were different from Greta’s expectations.
“Sister Greta, what happened… I don’t know exactly what happened, but first… First, let’s go back with us. The day is getting late. It will be cold soon.”
Dolores is a spiritual leader among the current Gypsies and the mental backbone of Hevengos. As Greta had harmed Dolores, she expected them to blame Greta. However, they were more worried about Greta instead.
“Yes, that’s right. It would be difficult for you to spend the night outside with wet clothes.”
“First, let’s make a fire and get some clothes for you.”
“Come back with us, Lady Greta.”
Everyone who had been indifferent to whether Greta attended or spoke during the failed ritual now approached Greta warmly, as if asking when she had become like this. Some of the Hevengos followers even took off their own clothes and covered Greta’s frozen shoulders. None of them cared about Dolores.
“Please get up.”
“Come on. You’ll hurt yourself if you stay like this.”
Greta, without even thinking about hiding her exposed fangs and claws, was helped up by the followers.
“Why…? Why don’t you hate me?”
Greta, who stood up awkwardly, asked in a bewildered manner, but the Hevengos people rather regarded her question with surprise.
“Why should we hate Lady Greta?”
“We are family.”
“All Gypsies are one family.”
“Hevengos is like a family of siblings.”
The followers responded with each saying that how could family hate family.
“But…”
In her confusion, Greta faltered at the end of her words. Greta, who had risen amidst the gathered Gypsies, looked around at them. All of them pitied and worried about Greta, and no one feared or hated her. Sincerity could be seen in their eyes. While Greta remained frozen, an old Gypsy walked up and gently stroked Greta’s face. Amidst the blood- and tear-stained face, the Gypsy who tenderly stroked the face said,
“Let’s go home.”
That sentence seemed to cut off everything that had bound Greta.
“Lady Greta!”
“Lady Greta, please come to your senses!”
Greta just lost consciousness and collapsed. The Gypsies urgently supported Greta and told her to find a place to lie down. The deep forest, where only Greta’s hollow sobbing echoed, became somewhat noisy. As the Gypsies who left with Greta helped her, only Dolores’s body lay alone in the forest.
Late at night that day.
A Gypsy slowly walked to where Dolores’s body was. The Gypsy, who revealed his figure in the moonlight shining through the clouds, was none other than the old Gypsy who had stroked Greta’s face. The Gypsy walked slowly, dragging his legs, and stood in front of Dolores’s body. Then, the Gypsy, whose face was already visible through the clouds, slowly stroked Dolores’s cheek, where small insects had already started to crawl.
“In the end…”
Several warm tears fell from the wrinkled hand of the old Gypsy. The old Gypsy cried for a long time, wiping away tears and secretly stealing his own tears that had fallen on Dolores’s cheek. Then, holding Dolores’s stiff hand, the old Gypsy looked ahead. The open space that Greta had pushed away with the power gained by sacrificing Dolores. The straight road to the Soljereon capital seemed as if it had been erased from the world as much as that part. Looking at that road, the Gypsy murmured.
“You’ve succeeded.”
“I plan to head to Lake Sungjan tonight.”
At Benjamin’s words, Jurgen’s expression darkened for a moment. Benjamin had just returned from the perilous Catacombs, and now he had to go to the Hwansung again. No, he had to go to the place that ‘used to be’ Hwansung.
“I’m worried that it might be too hasty a decision. We don’t even know the current state of Hwansung.”
“There’s no time to wait for an investigation. The tremendous power that made Hwansung disappear and this earthquake. It’s not normal. We have no idea what Greta Hwangbi, Hevengos, is planning. Not now.”
So, even if it was hasty, Benjamin argued that they had to proceed forcibly. Jurgen tried to come up with arguments to counter or ways to stop him, but he couldn’t find any, and he became disturbed without a proper solution.
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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