Would there be anyone across the empire who hasn’t heard of the name Lexion? Even in Walter’s mind, who has no memories of his youth, Lexion was an incredibly prominent family.
I thought it was a pretty decent lineage, given that the baron couldn’t even squeak at me and was raising me in confinement, but Lexion?
If he truly were from that lineage, he understood why Edith wanted to hide the child.
‘They said it’s a family that treats those who have inherited their power maliciously and ruthlessly.’
Benjamin had methodically explained to him what he had researched so far. Walter instantly understood why Edith had told him to go and hear the explanation directly.
“The baron abducted you and then considered the Duke of Lexion. So, research the families that inherit their power through blood centered on Lexion.”
Benjamin said so and scrutinized Walter’s appearance.
As a journalist who never uses the word ‘certain’ without evidence, I couldn’t confirm—but—
‘I thought you resembled someone when I first saw you, and it turned out you resembled the Duke of Lexion.’
Benjamin had seen the duke up close just once at the capital’s New Year’s festival.
He understood why the empress, who possesses the sole royal lineage, was trembling as she restrained him; the duke had an overwhelming presence.
The moment I took in his thick black hair and golden eyes close to crimson, I unknowingly bowed my head in respect.
“Anyway, to investigate your origin, you’ll need to go to the capital. You can only get by with letters and people at best in Portrion.”
“I’m already planning to leave with Edith.”
The moment he casually mentioned moving with Edith, Benjamin felt somewhat bitter.
But it was a fact that he didn’t have to worry about Edith’s safety if Walter was with her, so he had to feel a sense of mysterious defeat once again.
‘I’ll also have to go to the capital as soon as I finish my reporting in Portrion. I should first write a letter to the editor-in-chief…’
Wanting to be of help to Edith, who would find the capital unfamiliar, Benjamin revised his future plans.
While Walter and Benjamin were having a conversation, Edith was receiving a long hug at the Homan Clinic.
“My goodness, Edith… You’ve been through so much. What are we to do?”
Mrs. Homan, not letting her go from her warm embrace, poured out the worries she had been keeping in mind while hearing news of her.
The director of the Homan Clinic eventually handed a handkerchief to his tearful wife and patted Edith’s shoulder.
“You’ve had a hard time, Edith.”
The director spoke the same words as when he had brought Edith, who had lost her mother and was wandering, to the clinic.
Listening to his comforting words that seemed to say that she didn’t have to explain anything and that it wasn’t her fault, Edith finally let her held-back tears flow.
After calming down with a cup of warm tea,
“I’m planning to go to the capital with someone trustworthy.”
Edith cautiously told them her plans. She regretted that she couldn’t yet tell them she was pregnant, in case the Homan couple got involved in something dangerous.
When Edith specifically said “someone trustworthy” rather than naming the person, the couple did not inquire further.
“If it’s your judgment, then we should trust it.”
“Take care of yourself out there, and if you have the chance, focus on your studies as well.”
“Thank you, both of you.”
Edith smiled brightly and entered the busy clinic interior. There was her closest colleague, Sullivan, who she had worked with.
“My goodness, Edith!”
She recognized Edith in an instant amid caring for people and was delighted.
After exchanging brief pleasantries, Edith reminded herself of her original purpose and asked her in a quiet voice,
“Sullivan, about the medicine you took when you were pregnant… Do you happen to know how to make it and what herbs are used?”
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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