Male Lead's First Wife (5 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 003
“Huff, hah…!”
Yerpi Deilang opened her eyes, cold sweat streaming down her face.
She must have fallen asleep leaning against the wall by the window, as a dull, stiff pain ran through her entire body.
Her damp hair clung to her cheeks.
She brushed the irritating strands behind her ear and let out a long sigh.
‘That dream again.’
This wasn’t her own memory, but that of the original Yerpi from the novel.
Since she now was Yerpi, the dreams she experienced were the memories of this body’s former owner.
Ever since regaining awareness of her past life, she had been tormented by nightmares of Yerpi’s entire existence.
It was pitiful, sometimes sorrowful, and occasionally infuriating.
All due, no doubt, to an excessive emotional empathy.
A faintly cooler breeze tickled the tip of her nose.
Finally catching her breath, she began to take in her surroundings.
The blue sky beyond the window had now sunk into a violet hue.
The sun’s former place was now occupied by the moon. It must have been nearing evening.
Even at midnight, the domain of spring never lost its light.
The landscape, just as described in the book, jolted her sense of reality.
The carriage had stopped.
Fluttering flower petals drifted through the window and settled onto Yerpi’s knees.
Looking outside, she saw several cherry blossom trees.
In this domain of revival, even plants were unusual. The dazzling cherry trees were ancient giants, the kind only seen in myths.
Near the roots of the trees, people were lighting fires and setting up tents—camp preparations were underway.
Since this was the edge of the territory, such a rest stop was necessary before returning to the central area.
Beyond the busy movements, she spotted Johan Zelda standing still, like a fixture.
He had been reading something intently, but upon sensing her gaze, he looked up.
“Oh, you’re awake.”
Their eyes met, and Johan hastily hid what he had been holding behind his back.
Seeing his flickering pupils, she understood.
The document in his hands was meant for her.
“What is that?”
“Oh, well, it’s like this…”
Johan visibly flustered at her question.
Yerpi, seeing him hesitate, extended her hand.
“It’s fine. Just give it to me.”
Unable to resist her gentle smile, he finally pulled out what he had concealed.
‘…This is.’
It was Yerpi’s marriage contract, written in elegant script.
The contents read as follows:
Communicate once every fortnight.
Refrain from requesting meetings beyond necessity.
The clauses that followed listed the duties Yerpi was to uphold as duchess.
In effect, it was a contractual relationship, not a marital one.
Unlike Johan, who anxiously watched her reaction, Yerpi instead thought the duke was being generous.
‘This treatment is excellent.’
As long as she adhered to these stipulations, she would be granted maintenance funds and ensured a comfortable life as duchess.
The Duke of Growen had already invested a vast sum into the Deilang family.
From the beginning, this marriage had been a transaction.
Allowing her full discretion over a budget was an exceptionally merciful act.
But put another way, it was also a warning—do not expect any emotional connection beyond financial matters.
Yerpi traced the section bearing the duke’s seal.
Truthfully, she had little interest in the luxuries afforded to her as duchess.
Nor did she have any intention of begging for affection.
She already knew the devastation that followed demanding love.
‘I will never become like that.’
With a resolute expression, she requested:
“Could you please hand me a pen?”
“Huh?”
“I need to sign it.”
Ah. Johan cleared his throat belatedly, realizing he had been acting foolishly.
Yerpi accepted the pen handed to her by a squire through the carriage window, expressing her gratitude.
“Thank you.”
The squire, surprised by the unexpected thanks, looked bewildered—then quickly lowered his gaze under Johan’s sharp stare.
It wasn’t just the squire.
Most of the soldiers setting up camp beneath the cherry trees were subtly glancing at Yerpi.
Yerpi was a person beyond the magical barrier.
Just as this place was strange and wondrous to her, so too were the people of this revival world.
She didn’t mind the strangers’ reactions.
Leaning against the windowsill, she finished signing the blank space on the contract.
The duke’s seal had already been stamped.
With just a single thin document, Yerpi became the Duchess of Growen.
“Here you go.”
“Ah… thank you.”
Johan received the marriage contract with a dazed expression.
He seemed both shocked and bewildered by her calm attitude in signing such absurd terms, while she herself acted completely unfazed.
“Sir Johan, could you please deliver a message to His Grace?”
“Of course.”
Johan straightened his posture, as if finally expecting this moment.
But what she said was entirely different from what he anticipated.
“If he plans to bring in another woman, please ask him to inform me in advance.”
“Huh?”
The knight’s mouth fell open.
Meanwhile, Yerpi appeared completely unperturbed by her own bombshell statement.
“Did you just say…?”
“Exactly as I said. It’s a bit inconvenient. Do I have a tent where I can stay?”
“Oh, yes. Of course.”
Her indifferent demeanor left him with nothing more to say.
Still reeling from shock, Johan led Yerpi to her tent.
The tent was the largest beneath the cherry trees, wrapped in thick fabric.
“It’s humble, but please bear with it a little.”
Yerpi stepped inside the flap he held open.
At the center, a blue flame served as a fireplace. To the left stood a bed, a table, and a makeshift dressing room for changing clothes.
“No, it’s wonderful. Not cold at all.”
Unlike the space beyond the barrier, where she had to stand shivering without even a seat, this tent was a space prepared entirely for Yerpi.
“Thank you for preparing this.”
“I’m grateful you say so. I… I’ll go check on dinner now.”
The knight seemed about to question her earlier statement again, then thought better of it and quickly left the tent.
Now, the separated space belonged solely to Yerpi.
A pre-prepared magical heater inside the tent warmed her body.
She gazed into the flickering flames, lost in thought.
‘It would be better to know in advance.’
In the original story, Raymond Growen suddenly captures the female lead who appears abruptly in the territory and locks her away.
Whether that was obsession or love, no one could tell.
Because of this, the original Yerpi never knew exactly when the heroine had arrived.
All she knew were the events occurring during Yerpi’s married life.
‘Still, I have at least about three years. Yerpi… died on her 25th birthday.’
Her current age was 21.
In truth, the time granted wasn’t much, but at the very least, she needed to prepare accordingly.
While warming herself by the heater, Johan returned with dinner.
“If you need anything, please call.”
“I will.”
Steaming hot stew and soft white bread were neatly arranged on the plate.
The delicious aroma made her stomach growl instinctively.
Instead of eating immediately, she opened the luggage bag on the table.
This was the only thing she had brought from the count’s estate. Inside, crumpled chemises and thin garments were tangled together.
Yerpi glanced alternately between the clothing bag and the makeshift dressing room, then faintly smiled.
‘Quite extravagant compared to the clothes.’
Even the temporary dressing room inside the tent stood out more.
It must have been prepared in advance, expecting her to arrive with a maid carrying plenty of luggage.
It was common for noble brides to bring along a maid they’d known since childhood.
Since Yerpi had no such person, the count had selected one of the maids from the mansion.
But that maid hadn’t been able to cross the barrier.
‘Perhaps it’s for the best.’
She laughed, recalling the maid’s hands tightening her corset until she nearly suffocated.
All the servants in the mansion belonged to her younger sister, Charlotte Deilang.
Unlike her beloved younger sister, no one in the household cared for Yerpi, who had been cast aside by the count.
Besides, who would want to cross a barrier from which there was no return?
Better to handle her own appearance than endure the hostile glares of a resentful maid.
She turned to the mirror placed in the corner of the tent and looked at herself.
Pale face, downturned eyes, green irises, and wavy blonde hair.
The red dress, ill-suited to her slender frame, only made her appearance seem more indistinct.
The Yerpi in the mirror resembled a poorly dressed doll.
She might look beautiful at first glance, but her dull green eyes held no vitality.
And so, comparisons came naturally.
She kept overlaying the image of someone far more beloved onto her reflection.
‘Charlotte Deilang.’
The youngest of the Deilang family and Yerpi’s younger sister—she was the true heroine of this world.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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This chapter was a bit confusing. The first few chapters, the translator used single quotation marks for inside thoughts and double quotation marks for speech. Now the single quotation marks are used for both speech and thoughts…
I feel like she just needs to leave the situation alone and get a divorce, but I feel like she’s gonna get misunderstood in this situation but we’ll find out
I just hope she doesn’t get misunderstood like the last Yeepi. Like trying to find the child
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Before she could continue speaking, Raymond had already turned away.
Wow my hats off to you miscommunication motherfucker
But as a crystal, Yerpi could remain with the two forever.
Holy….this is gut ranching i feel like puking right this is worse
A tool used when needed, solely to heal his mind.
I hate him i don’t care what redeeming quality he’ll have later or whatever.. yeah you are shameless guy who go after his wife’s sister no your worst then shameless u scum
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