Nicholas Portrion, knowing my affinity for magic, had been constantly worried about me fixating on something and being unable to leave the mansion, but Edith achieved that just by existing.
I couldn’t go anywhere without her, and the thought of Edith not even glancing at other directions filled me with tight satisfaction.
Walter gripped his wooden sword again to suppress his raging desires. Every time he used magic, a twisted longing for Edith ate away at his mind.
A few days later, Hans met with Elizabeth once more.
“So. You have something to talk about Walter?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Hans thought his state of being tossed around and eventually facing Elizabeth was truly unfortunate. But that was it.
“Go tell Elizabeth that you’ve never seen Walter alone with a woman.”
“……!”
“Please, Hans. I don’t want to kill anyone.”
This was because Edith had realized she couldn’t rely on her any longer when she talked about poison with the same look in her eyes that Walter had.
All he could do, having already consumed the tea and cookies laced with poison, was enact a timid revenge against Walter.
“Walter, he was homosexual.”
“……What?”
“He never said so himself, but the servants all knew that he showed no interest in women.”
“……”
“The guy who escaped with him, Cassius, is his lover now, it seems. Who knows? He might be annoying other men like he did to me.”
Knowing this was his only petty way of taking revenge against Walter, Hans delivered the message emotionally.
“Walter likes men?”
Elizabeth, surprised by the unexpected information, began to probe Hans for this and that detail.
And after their toxic encounter, Hans headed to Edith’s room late at night, avoiding the eyes of the servants. His attitude was even more cowardly and polite due to the threat.
“I confirmed to Lady Edith, as you ordered, that Walter has no contact with women. So, please…”
Hans clutched his stomach, which was beginning to ache, with a desperate look on his face. It wasn’t even a strong stomach ache, but it became scarier as he thought it was a precursor to death.
Edith rolled a small glass bottle filled with pre-prepared antidote in her hand and asked,
“What else did Elizabeth ask?”
“She asked who had been on friendly terms with Lord Portrion… Ah, and the names of the servants who have been working since Walter was kidnapped.”
“Good. You must have had a hard time.”
It seemed like Elizabeth was still probing about Walter. Probably, a pursuit team was active by now.
Edith concealed her complex emotions as she gave Hans the antidote. The so-called antidote was simply a tea brewed from the branch of the Cedik tree that had previously given him a stomachache.
This time it was not mixed with black tea, so it was certain to ease his stomach pain.
“Drink this, and don’t have any other teas today.”
“Yes, yes!”
Hans gulped down the medicine, his face lighting up as if he’d found a ray of hope. Edith handed him five gold coins, the same money Sophia had given me as a down payment for her pregnancy plans.
“Planning to run away in the dead of night after taking your share, Hans?”
“……!”
Hans could only stare at Edith in astonishment. This was a plan he had not yet shared with anyone else. He found himself involuntarily speechless.
“H-how did you know?”
“There are ways to know.”
Edith noted that he had demanded fifty gold coins, an amount that could buy a fairly luxurious brick house in a city near the capital.
If he stayed as a servant in the Fortrion mansion, he would never be able to spend that much, so it was easy to guess that Hans would leave.
“If you stay here after deceiving Elizabeth while helping me, you’ll eventually face repercussions. So leave the Fortrion territory today and keep your mouth shut.”
Both Edith and Hans had lived lives far removed from the worry of money, so they both understood the value of five gold coins.
Five gold coins could provide quite a decent residence in the neighboring territories. Having received such an amount and being encouraged to flee, Hans had no reason to refuse her offer.
Hans carefully pocketed the gold and assured her he would leave today. He glanced at Edith, who was brushing back her blonde hair, and spoke.
“If Walter hadn’t come to assist you, I would have helped you in the same way.”
“…….”
As Hans openly displayed his rational affection, Edith could only point wordlessly toward the door. He could never replace Walter.
Late at night, a secret meeting was being held in Elizabeth’s room.
“No one among the servants knows anything about Walter.”
Elizabeth shook her head as if weary after interrogating the servants for several days.
Eizen, who had also tried to gather information from the Fortrion servants under the guise of friendliness, had had no more luck.
“All we’ve heard are facts we already know, such as the young master treating him specially or that he was kidnapped seven years ago.”
“And those pursuing Walter and Cassius?”
After realizing that Walter had disappeared from the mansion, Elizabeth had released half of the servants she had hired into the territory.
However, Walter and Cassius had vanished without a trace, as if they had either sunk into the ground or flown into the sky, leaving no clues. As if someone was working behind the scenes to ensure their safety.
‘How could ordinary servants know?’
As everyone pondered the same question, unexpected good news arrived.
“Lady Elizabeth, it’s about Jeffrey, the gambler who died in a carriage accident while trying to kidnap Edith during the pregnancy celebration party.”
“Ah, I remember. He was a gambling friend of the young master, right?”
“Yes. I handed some money to people who were with him and the young master during their gambling and drinking sessions for investigation. They said something intriguing.”
“What did they say?”
“Sometimes the young master and Jeffrey would head to the bank together. Though we don’t know if this is related to Walter, I think it would be worth investigating.”
“Hmm…….”
When Jeffrey had died attempting to kidnap Edith, Elizabeth had involuntarily heard more than she wanted about him.
‘The young master had been friends with him even before kidnapping Walter.’
If Jeffrey were still alive, she could have asked what the inebriated young master might have blurted about Walter, but he was dead. Now, the best she could do was to investigate the bank.
“Eisen. Go to the bank the gamblers mentioned tomorrow. The banks within my territory will show you the safe and account details of the deceased if you name me.”
“It doesn’t seem like it will be much… but I’ll do that for now.”
Unaware of what he would find in Jeffrey’s safe the next day, Eisen responded nonchalantly.
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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