This morning, I received a letter from Weekly.
It said that her immune system had recovered and her skin condition had improved, allowing her to attend the banquet. It also mentioned that contrary to my words, Antara had requested an invitation to the banquet through illegal means but was refused.
The letter subtly conveyed Antara’s sense of humiliation and displeasure at being thought of in such a manner.
Chuckling, I got up to leave. It was almost time for Lirien to return from her lesson.
“Ms. Rainbutton, I should be going… Ms. Rainbutton?”
Ms. Rainbutton, who had been intently reading the newspaper, looked up at me with a startled expression.
“What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”
“Well, it’s not a big deal, just a bit of disheartening news. You know the anonymous nonprofit organization that helps the victims of monster damages across the countries?”
“Yes, what about it?”
“It seems their substantial anonymous funding has suddenly stopped, causing operational difficulties.”
Ms. Rainbutton clicked her tongue in sympathy.
“One of my friends, who struggled with hunger due to embezzlement by a landlord in her childhood, received great help from them. It’s such a pity. But I guess everyone has their own circumstances. One can’t take goodwill for granted… Countess?”
Ms. Rainbutton looked alarmed at my suddenly stern expression.
‘Funding for the nonprofit has stopped? That means…’
A chill ran up my spine, and I abruptly stood up.
“Why, what’s happening? Is there a problem…?”
Before she could finish, I hastily left the office. Ms. Rainbutton, following me out, leaned on the door frame and shouted.
“Countess, what’s going on…!”
Her worried cries faded as the building’s door closed behind me.
Bang!
Ignoring my secretary’s pleas, I forcefully opened the door and entered.
I was in Devon’s personal office, where the city center was clearly visible through large windows with velvet curtains drawn back.
Devon sat in an elegant leather sofa amidst luxurious art pieces and reddish-brown library furniture.
Creaking, Devon rose from his chair upon seeing me, chuckled derisively, then ended his call with someone on the other side of the communicator. After signaling his secretary to leave, he tapped his mahogany desk with his fingertips.
“So you finally show up, hiding behind the mighty Mepidian even after I was beaten and bedridden by father.”
Suppressing my rising anger, I scoffed in response.
“Pity, you weren’t incapacitated to the point of being unable to move a finger. Seems like Duke Dien’s heart softened for something like you. Or maybe he’s soft-fisted like a son?”
“Hahaha!”
Devon laughed mockingly, as if enjoying a humorous joke, then his expression turned icy. He stood up, leaned towards me with a disgusted look, and pointed at his bruised eye.
“I’m the only one who’s faced such humiliating situations because of a wife! Everyone’s calling me a fool!”
I twisted my eyes in disgust, feeling his sleazy breath on my face.
“So what? Does drawing a line on dung make it any more visible?”
My teasing words made Devon tremble with rage, his eyes flickering. He kicked his chair away in frustration.
Watching Devon, now angrier than me, I felt the anger that had been bubbling since I stormed into his office start to ebb.
Regaining my composure, I took a deep breath and got to the point of my visit.
“Return the funding. It has nothing to do with our divorce.”
Devon exhaled roughly and then sneered at me.
“Ah, the covert civilian organization your father secretly supported?”
The unnamed civilian organization was involved in restoring damaged villages and farms, setting up makeshift medical facilities, supporting the families of fallen knights, and aiding victims, extending its humanitarian efforts beyond the empire’s reach, even to foreign lands.
Count Devon of Buell was a member of this organization, operating in secrecy, and only he, Etrisha, and Devon, who succeeded his father as count, knew about the source of the funding.
But now, to hear that the funding has abruptly stopped, causing great difficulties… The immediate victims of this cessation are those who were under the care of the organization.
“But why should I do that? According to you, once we divorce, it’s over, right?”
“What?”
“That’s right, according to you. If the will’s forgery is exposed and we divorce, I’ll be out on the street. I might as well indulge in luxury while I can, right? I’ve supported enough already. Aren’t you sad about it?”
I glared at Devon with burning eyes, clenching my fists tightly.
“Devon… you know what this meant to father.”
The fundamental operation of the Buell family’s mining enterprise was civilian support.
It was a contradiction from the start for the kind-hearted Count Buell to monopolize the mining of Lebron, a substance crucial to life.
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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