In the Midst of Revenge on Cinderella (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“The capital really is huge, just as I expected.”
I looked around with sparkling eyes, like a country girl fresh from the mountains. The dazzling streets that had gone unnoticed when I first entered the capital days ago—preoccupied as I was with meeting Floria—now constantly caught my attention.
The Hillik Kingdom was called a kingdom in name only; in truth, it was practically an empire. Thanks to the war-obsessed First Prince subjugating every neighboring nation, its territory had grown considerably vast.
Moreover, having long prioritized trade and maintained openness toward foreign relations, the kingdom was a vibrant mix of diverse races and cultures. Yet, it still retained a clear and distinct Hillik identity. The capital was a concentrated showcase of all these Hillik characteristics.
“It’s far more splendid than how it was described in novels.”
Perhaps because of the upcoming royal wedding, the already bustling streets were even more resplendent. Lavish lanterns hung from every building, and streets adorned with colorful flags brimmed with lively energy. It was worlds apart from Honolo, where I’d been forced to move after my family’s downfall.
“They say even a ghost who died from overeating looks radiant—so maybe I should fill my stomach first.”
After days of eating nothing but bland bread, I craved something flavorful. Among the rows of food stalls and restaurants lining the street, spicy grilled chicken skewers caught my eye. As I hurriedly joined the queue to wait my turn, chatter from behind me reached my ears.
“Did you see Her Highness the Crown Princess yesterday? Honestly, I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful in my whole life.”
“Right? The way she gently smiled while holding that scruffy orphan—she looked like an angel descended from heaven.”
“They truly make a perfect couple. I can’t wait to see them ascend the throne.”
“Hey, Arthur. His Highness the First Prince is still around, you know.”
“What good is a prince who only starts wars? If he’s already like this as a prince, imagine how bloody things will get once he becomes king. I think the gentle and kind Second Prince would make a far better ruler. The way he treats his wife shows he’d treat his people well too.”
“That’s true enough.”
“Besides, His Highness the First Prince still hasn’t taken a princess consort, right? At his age, not being married must mean there’s something seriously wrong with him.”
Though it was a harsh prejudice, recalling the First Prince, I couldn’t say it was entirely wrong. His terrifying personality alone was flaw enough.
In the original story, the Hillik Kingdom was portrayed as a nation that valued happy marriages and stable families above all else. That’s why the Cinderella narrative resonated so deeply with its citizens—and why the First Prince later married a neighboring kingdom’s princess.
‘I’ll have to pick a country to flee to and settle in—one that couldn’t care less about other people’s weddings.’
Having no intention of marrying in this life, I took a bite of my chicken skewer and made that silent vow.
Holding a deliciously charcoal-grilled chicken skewer in one hand and milk-fried treats—available only in the capital—in the other, I set off to properly explore the streets.
“Oh, Myda Confectionery! It really exists.”
Since Myda Confectionery was the most famous pastry shop in the Hillik Empire, it occasionally appeared in the original story, so I remembered it well. Seeing locations from the story in real life felt wonderfully novel and exciting.
Lost in exploring familiar shops from the original story—not just Myda Confectionery—I wandered aimlessly down the main street until I suddenly remembered why I’d come out today.
“This isn’t the time for you to be leisurely sightseeing.”
I lightly tapped my forehead with a fist and hurriedly began searching for my destination.
“He said it’s two blocks from Neir General Store, then turn right—you should see a bookstore…”
[CarrotCarrotCarrot]“…Even when I read about it in the book, I thought it seemed awfully slapped together.”
I frowned at the childish signboard, complete with an adorable carrot illustration. Despite its utterly untrustworthy name, this bookstore was actually a disguised underground guild that operated on trust.
“I really hoped I wouldn’t have to come here.”
Though it hadn’t appeared often in the original story, there’d been passing hints of its connection to the First Prince. Moreover, since it vanished from the novel after the First Prince’s exile, it was highly likely those hints were true.
I wanted nothing to do with anything linked to the First Prince, but this guild supposedly fulfilled any request as long as payment was made—perhaps they could even uncover a clue to breaking my curse.
“It’s fine. They won’t recognize me.”
I’d prepared a disguise just in case. Adjusting the wig that half-covered my face, I stepped inside the bookstore.
The interior was surprisingly spacious and pleasant, matching its convincing facade. A red-haired clerk, busy shelving books, turned to look at me.
“Welcome.”
Seeing the clerk’s friendly smile, I hesitated.
‘If I bluntly say I’m here to make a request, they’ll get suspicious, won’t they?’
From my experience reading novels, such guilds usually had specific procedures for submitting requests.
But since the original story hadn’t mentioned any details, I had no idea how it worked. That’s why I’d only come today for light reconnaissance—hoping I might witness someone else making a request.
“Looking for a particular book?”
The clerk asked with a gentle smile. I pointed casually at the densely packed shelves and replied calmly.
“I’m just browsing.”
“Of course. Feel free to look around.”
The red-haired clerk gave a slight nod and resumed his work. I slowly wandered through the store, pretending to browse—but the surprisingly well-stocked selection soon had me genuinely absorbed.
“? Can’t do what anymore?”
Just as I reached for the intriguingly titled book, a vibrantly colored volume caught my eye at the edge of my vision.
‘A children’s book?’
Given its thinness and title, it seemed meant for young children—utterly out of place among the other weighty tomes. Curious why it was here, I pulled it out lightly.
Swish—
The bookshelf swung open a full one hundred eighty degrees.
‘Huh?’
Why did it open?
Startled, I froze in place, blinking rapidly. Beyond the dimly lit shelf, faint light flickered, revealing a dark staircase descending downward. I swallowed hard, staring at the ominous steps.
‘This is clearly a secret passage I’ve just unlocked, right?’
I’d only meant to do some light reconnaissance today!
How could something like this happen? As I stared down at the large carrot drawn on the book’s cover and let out a dry chuckle—
“You’ve seen it, then….”
A cold voice brushed against my back. I dropped the book in shock and turned around to find the red-haired clerk, whose previously cheerful face now wore a chilling expression as he looked down at me.
What should I do? As I rolled my eyes in panic, a thought struck me—this might actually be for the best.
‘Since it’s come to this, I might as well get my request over with quickly.’
Still pondering how to begin, I calmly smiled.
“I was startled when the storage suddenly opened. Oh, I’ll take this book.”
Given that the shelf had opened, I wondered if perhaps the book titled was the key to making a request. The clerk, who’d been staring at me with a serious expression, suddenly broke into a warm smile—his face now as guileless as if he’d never looked stern at all.
“Are you a client?”
“Huh? Ah, yes, yes.”
“Our guildmaster happens to be in. Please follow me.”
Could it really be true—that this childish book was actually the method for submitting a request?
Still incredulous, I followed the clerk down the secret staircase as he picked up the book I’d dropped. How could something so sloppy and haphazard be real?
‘Did I really come to the right place?’
For a guild with such a fearsome reputation, everything felt suspiciously careless and absurd. Could this be a fraud? Narrowing my eyes, I shot a wary glance at the clerk’s back.
Whether he noticed my distrust or not, the clerk led me silently down the stairs until we stopped before a tall black door.
“Master, a client has arrived.”
“Send them in.”
A low, cool voice drifted from inside. Contrary to my expectation of something menacing, it sounded surprisingly young and refined—but somehow oddly familiar.
While I tilted my head in confusion, the clerk opened the door for me.
“Please go in.”
Unlike the dim staircase, the room was astonishingly bright for an underground space. Squinting against the sudden brightness, I saw a man slouched at a desk, wearing a black hood.
His piercing gaze radiated an oppressive aura, making me instinctively look away. Only then did it occur to me how recklessly I’d entered a place whose true nature I didn’t even know.
“Sit.”
The man gave a slight nod. Not wanting to appear intimidated as a client, I crossed the room with feigned nonchalance. I could feel two pairs of eyes following me. Once seated on the sofa in the center of the room, I turned to the clerk.
“Could I have a cup of warm tea, please?”
“Just a moment.”
The clerk bowed and left the room. Alone with the man, tension crept over me. It felt as if dark storm clouds were slowly gathering from his direction. I deliberately let my eyes wander around the room, pretending to admire the decor. Then, the man broke the silence and stood up.
Gulp.
Damn it—that swallow was way too loud!
When I cautiously glanced his way, the man—who’d been staring straight at me—let out a soft chuckle. He’d seemed well-built even while seated, but standing made him appear even taller.
Looking at him, someone suddenly came to mind. Now that I thought about it, his voice sounded similar too…
Just as that suspicion formed, the man sitting across from me curled his lips into a faint smile. The familiar, infuriating curve of his mouth sent a wave of unease through me—right before he removed his hood.
“I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Facing the all-too-familiar Jaan, I swallowed hard.
Why was it that my uneasy premonitions were never wrong? Damn it.
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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Shes smart. I love her for this.yeah dont care about the ruin reputation
Girlboss. YEAH LETS GO PLAYING VILLAINESS UNTIL THE END!
Shes really got caught by the demon king. Good luck for the grim future