“Otherwise, how could you so easily lie with such an indifferent face? Right?”
Sensing that something was wrong, Shanna, who was sitting next to me, pressed down on my shoulder with her hand for a moment. Floria, who had completely taken off her mask, leaned back in her chair, gazing at me coldly.
“From when, and how far, did you think you could deceive me, my sister?”
“I, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
To defuse the situation calmly, I made an excuse first. But it was futile. Floria twisted her face even more as if to mock me.
“Oh, sister, your expression is so disgusting. Ah, then do you at least know a person named Karl, even if you don’t know Cahilun?”
“What?”
“Well, you may not have known that the man you thought was a court official in the Second Prince’s Palace was actually the First Prince. But if you found out, you should have told me right away. Pretending not to know until the end means you were planning to stab me in the back, right?”
Darn it. Only now did I recall the shocking revelation on the first day I went to the First Prince’s Palace, that Karl was actually Cahilun. There were pigeons in the room at that time.
‘Why did I forget that?’
On that day, I was so preoccupied that I didn’t have the time to think about it. I had always been careful in front of the pigeons, so even if I ran away, I didn’t feel guilty. It was an unexpected trap.
I couldn’t think of how to handle this situation. Floria was clearly angry with me, and it was evident that she wouldn’t listen to anything I said.
“Shanna, give me that.”
Surprised by Floria’s words, I raised my head, and Shanna handed her the red jewel.
‘Is she trying to kill me?’
A rush of fear overwhelmed me. I quickly fell to my knees, bowing to Floria. My lips and chin trembled uncontrollably.
“Please forgive me, Your Highness! I absolutely didn’t deceive you on purpose. I couldn’t tell you because I was afraid you would suspect me if I mentioned that I knew the First Prince!”
“That could be true.”
“Please, forgive me. There won’t be such a thing happening again. I swear!”
Floria, who seemed to be considering my plea for a moment, tilted her head and smiled.
“Sister, you underestimated me. I don’t want to become a funny person.”
Floria confidently grabbed the red jewel with her thumb and forefinger, then immediately started pressing it forcefully.
“Ugh!”
The hand that had been clinging to Floria’s knee trembled as if it was about to fall apart due to the oppressive pressure and pain that felt like squeezing the heart. As she exerted more force, the pain intensified, and I eventually collapsed to the floor, clutching my heart.
“Gasp, ugh, h-hack!”
It was such a horrific pain that even a plea for mercy couldn’t come out. The pressure on my chest made it hard to breathe, and my entire body stiffened. Tearfully, I felt unjust about why I had to go through this. What did I do wrong?
“Does it hurt, sister?”
Floria asked with a worried tone. I rolled my eyes to look up at her.
Her gaze, watching me writhing in pain as if observing an inanimate object, was incredibly cold.
It was a gaze as if she were looking at an inanimate object. The amusement in her expression fueled my anger, overcoming the sense of injustice.
At that moment,
“Hack, haa haa…”
As Floria released the pressure from her fingertips, the excruciating pain that had been gripping my heart subsided.
I gasped for air, and Floria stood up from her chair. I followed her movements with my eyes.
“As the seasons change, the weather has become quite chilly. So, I’ve been heating up the fireplace in the morning and evening.”
Floria, standing by the fireplace, smiled at me. I looked at her with a doubtful expression.
“There might be some embers left from the morning.”
With an expression of pity, Floria raised her eyebrows and threw the jewel into the fireplace.
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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