As consciousness returned, Ophelia noticed that her surroundings were noisy.
“……If she dies like this……”
“Shh, it’s not a lethal drug…… That’s just her normal……”
One of the buzzing voices was someone she knew. Mahanas.
Why Mahanas….. Ophelia frowned at the appearance of someone who didn’t fit her daily life. Her head throbbed.
Why does my head hurt so much? Unable to even open her eyes, she traced her memories one by one, and Ophelia recalled what had happened to her just before losing consciousness.
Realizing that Mahanas had kidnapped her from Sigrasal Castle, Ophelia’s eyes flew open. The sudden flood of light sharply stabbed her retinas. For a moment, the whole world looked white.
Her vision gradually returned, but the headache didn’t go away.
Somehow managing to hold her aching head, Ophelia sat up and pressed her brow firmly. Someone approached her.
“Are you awake?”
About to demand what this nonsense was from her disgusting elder brother, Ophelia realized that her voice wasn’t coming out well. It was as if someone had poured lime down her throat, her vocal cords felt dry.
After clearing her throat a few times, unable to even cough, Ophelia brushed back her fallen hair.
“……You’ve gone mad?”
There’s no way he would dare to do such a thing unless he had lost his mind.
It might have been understandable during her time as the princess of Reden, but now she was royalty of another country. This wasn’t just Mahanas’s personal action, it could escalate into an international dispute.
Even if Mahanas was so strapped for money that he couldn’t handle it, he shouldn’t do something like this.
While Ophelia was briefly pondering whether her elder brother had always been this stupid, Mahanas spoke.
“I had no choice. If I didn’t bring you like this, I would die.”
“……What?”
“You don’t need to know. Just stay quiet and be handed over to Netepel Runtalis.”
“What are you talking about? That bastard……”
Her throat hurt. Spotting a glass of water on the bedside table, Ophelia reached for it. Meanwhile, her trembling arm felt somehow unfamiliar.
Deciding to investigate that later, Ophelia again brushed back her hair that kept falling forward. She was sure she had braided it in the way Idren liked – he was surprisingly particular about such things – before getting in the carriage, but it seemed to have come completely undone.
After clearing her throat a few more times, Ophelia said,
“……He’s been dead for a while now.”
And she frowned. She didn’t think she had ever experienced such a severely cracked throat in her life. What on earth did they feed me….. As she was thinking this, Mahanas asked,
“The Second Prince is dead? What nonsense are you talking about?”
About to tell her elder brother not to spout nonsense when it had been months since she killed him, Ophelia realized that her murder had not yet been discovered. She pressed her throbbing eyelids firmly.
“……Have you actually seen him alive?”
“You’ve been speaking informally since earlier……”
Ophelia didn’t respond to her elder brother who, as always, failed to grasp the situation. What kind of treatment did he expect after committing a national crime?
More importantly, she was shivering, either from the cold room or her body. Rubbing her arms that felt somehow stiffer than usual, Ophelia slowly lowered her feet to the floor. If she caught a cold like this, Idren would worry again, and she didn’t want to see that.
Walking with staggering steps past her elder brother towards the fireplace, Ophelia said,
“Just answer the question.”
“Y-you disrespectful…!”
“Your Highness. You mustn’t. If the Second Prince’s side……”
It seemed Mahanas had raised his hand, as the servant’s voice hurriedly tried to stop him. Sitting in the armchair in front of the fireplace, Ophelia poked at the embers with the poker.
Why is it so cold? Examining herself at this unfamiliar sensation, Ophelia realized she was wearing only a white nightgown. Realizing her clothes had been changed, she frowned sharply and turned around.
“Did you touch my body……”
The servant flinched as soon as their eyes met, then bowed obsequiously.
“I will go fetch some refreshments.”
After the servant closed the door and left, Mahanas approached her in the room where they were now alone. He threw her the outer garment that had been draped over the nearby chair and sat down in it.
“When you meet the Second Prince, you must flatter him well. Understand?”
“What?”
“Why, don’t you remember what I taught you since you were young? Smile, and speak sweetly….. Tsk, your voice is completely hoarse.”
And Mahanas rambled on about things she hadn’t asked. Your face is as pale as a corpse. Your body has wasted away, and you have no clothes….. Ah, but he would prefer you without clothes….. At each shockingly disgusting remark, Ophelia gripped the poker she had almost set down.
“……Hey, I have a husband.”
Moreover, Idren was a husband who couldn’t live without her. Ophelia knew that her disappearance from his life would be tantamount to murder.
Thinking about how anxious the man who often clung to her side like a cute rabbit must be right now, she felt a surge of irritation.
She gripped the poker with both hands.
“My husband cries easily.”
Furthermore, today – Ophelia wasn’t even sure if it really was ‘today’ – was the day Idren had said he would prepare something.
Thinking about that made her angry again. Given how attentive Idren’s personality was, it was only natural to be upset that all his efforts had been wasted.
Ophelia gave up trying to calm her emotions. It seemed disrespectful to Idren, who had suffered because of Mahanas, if she didn’t smack that head right now.
She stood up and swung the iron rod she was holding with all her might. Mahanas, who turned to look at her with surprised eyes, fell under the chair with a thud. Stabbing down at him a few times, Ophelia muttered,
“I really just want to date normally……”
She had always pushed him away, but now she wanted to treat him well. She wanted to give him everything he liked and keep everything he disliked out of his sight.
There wouldn’t be enough time just showering him with affection, so what was this interference?
Ophelia sighed deeply and slumped back into the chair. The poker rolled from her weakened hand. To her fallen elder brother on the floor, Ophelia voiced her grievances.
“You’ve always done whatever you wanted, haven’t you?”
Mahanas, lying on the floor bleeding, didn’t move an inch. Ophelia clicked her tongue at her elder brother kneeling as if worshipping the fireplace.
“When someone is talking to you……”
Always going on about manners, yet he can’t even follow the basics of conversation himself. Blinking slowly, Ophelia once again realized that the Reden royal family’s home education was completely in shambles.
When I have children later, I’ll have to raise them as if they have no maternal family….. As she was having these disconnected thoughts while staring blankly at the roaring flames in the fireplace, she heard the door burst open. Turning her stiff neck to see who had entered, Ophelia’s eyes widened.
“……Hazel?”
[This is the timeline separator]Hazel strode into the room and immediately picked her up. Ophelia couldn’t even ask what this was about as the knight lifted her without hesitation. Her head was still fuzzy, and with sudden situations keep occurring, it was hard to cope.
Carrying the blankly blinking Ophelia, Hazel went out into the hallway. Only then did Ophelia realize that where she had been was an inn. Numbers were written on the doors lined up in a row.
Hazel, carrying her, exchanged words with some knight waiting in the hallway, then opened a new door. He set her down on a bed positioned similarly to the room she had been in with Mahanas, and the knight wrapped a blanket around her.
“Are you alright?”
It was one of the questions she had heard a few times in her life, but Ophelia momentarily didn’t know how to answer and missed the chance to respond. Am I alright…? She still didn’t fully understand what situation she had been in until just now.
But if she had to piece it together, she had been kidnapped and then rescued, so she was on the “alright” side. Ophelia slowly nodded.
“I… think so.”
Although she was still terribly cold, and her back and arms were aching, probably from swinging the poker earlier, those were problems that could be solved gradually.
It was a logical answer, but Hazel looked at her with worried eyes and ordered the knight beside him.
“Go call a doctor.”
The doctor who entered the room shortly after performed examinations she didn’t often receive. He had her do mental arithmetic and explain simple words. For example, multiply three and seven, or spell out her husband’s name. Though she clearly knew these things in her head, Ophelia’s tongue twisted strangely and she couldn’t answer.
Her head was dizzy and her body felt weak. Hazel pulled her close so she could lean on him, then handed her a cup filled with warm milk.
After taking a sip of the sweet milk, likely mixed with honey, Ophelia realized that the most important face was missing. She handed the cup back to the knight and asked,
“Where is Idren?”
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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