At the sound of his name being called, a voice that sent chills down his spine, Attila couldn’t hide his anxiety and unconsciously swallowed his saliva. It seemed too late already, as he looked into the red eyes filled with raw rage.
“Tell me, why are your royal guards lurking around Lindcom’s hospital?”
“What…?”
As if all his previous nonchalance had been an act, the calm mask that Cassard was wearing shattered into pieces.
“I thought I was going mad.”
“Cassard…”
“Scathach is dead?”
Cassard, after slowly taking in the astonished expressions of Attila and Iriel, and Lakan who stood silently with his head bowed down in front of the office door, let out a snicker.
“Whose brilliant idea was this among the three of you?”
“….”
“Whose head should I blow off, huh? Iriel de Agnoman.”
Iriel staggered with a shocked expression, and Attila quickly grabbed her and said to Cassard.
“I gave the order, Cassard. I told them to do it.”
“Ha….”
“I’m sorry. I feared that woman might ruin your life…”
“You took her away, thinking that my life would be ruined without Scathach…”
Crash!
The vase that Cassard threw hit the wall and shattered into pieces, but that was nothing compared to his heart, torn to shreds beyond repair.
“I’m sorry. If I had known it would be this hard for you…”
“Shut your mouth.”
“….”
Iriel, suppressed by his cold and piercing demeanor and trembling, quickly raised her voice before Attila could put all the blame on her.
“Your Highness, you lose your sanity whenever Scathach is involved, so, so! It’s only natural for you to worry! That’s why Scathach said she would leave your side!”
In response to the truth spat out in frustration, Cassard chuckled sarcastically.
“Yes, she might have. Then she should have hidden it until the end.”
“Your Highness just has to pretend not to know. She barely, barely found her place again!”
“Is this her rightful place… then where does Agnoman Company belong, your Highness?”
With the cold irony and a clear threat ringing in her ears, Iriel gasped for breath. Cassard’s icy red eyes turned to their next target, Attila.
“Vacate Pirpale Palace.”
“What…?”
This time it was Attila who asked, his face bewildered.
“I’m going to be betrothed to Princess Erwin, and establish a Grand Duchy. In the meantime, Attila, you protect Scathach and the child. If Scathach is harmed after this time, I don’t know what I’ll do.”
(This is a time separator.)
As he thought of scolding a woman named Plidas just enough to secure evidence of Ezra’s malfeasance, Cassard’s mind kept recalling Scathach lying on the surgical bed.
The fact that Scathach was Princess Erwin del Adne of Eberun, confirmed again through Lakan’s report, made him wonder if Attila might have been right to call her a spy.
The Parsard Empire, which had been receiving regular tributes from the Eberun Kingdom while stifling its military power as a vassal state.
It was Emperor Forbgen who abandoned the responsibility to fend off Tesia’s invasion, but ultimately, the Blahnath family was behind creating the situation.
Seeing her at the hospital with Ezra’s minions, he wondered if perhaps… Scathach had sacrificed herself to take down him, the Blahnath family’s heir.
It’s strange, their illfated relationship to the point that it’s a wonder Scathach didn’t shoot and kill him.
Perhaps the reason she never accepted him in the end, despite his desire to abandon everything and be by her side, was because the love was genuine only on his part.
When he went to see Scathach, who had been moved from the operating room to the ward, she was asleep. Of course, it was late at night.
After staring at her sleeping face for quite some time, Cassard burst into laughter.
No matter how often he saw illusions, how could this woman not be Skaha? Her fragrance, which had mingled more with his body, was flowing so beautifully like a flower.
Cassard bent down and kissed the sleeping woman’s forehead. Everything else seemed drier, but he was troubled by her protruding belly.
Perhaps she, too, hadn’t been able to eat properly all this time and had been suffering mentally.
She left not long after becoming pregnant, so she could have lost the child, but should he be thankful that she didn’t?
When he gently placed his hand on her sleeping belly, he felt a small movement, as if the baby had noticed its father and was greeting him.
“Mahah….”
Cassard called the baby’s name in a low voice, the name that Skaha wanted to name it.
Was it not? Was that a lie too?
Cassard chuckled. The first fetal movement was both fascinating, and he stayed much longer in the sickroom than the time he had promised Roegal, looking at Skaha’s sleeping face.
How she could still be alive was not important. Only the fact that she was alive was important. That alone was enough to forgive all the lies she told me.
No, who dares to say who forgives whom? It was rather she who had to be forgiven by Erwin Del Adne.
It doesn’t matter that she did not love me. It doesn’t matter now who her spy was.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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