Miss Pendleton (Update to C.222 END) - Chapter 160
Laura, forcing a wry smile to mask her contorted expression, gently patted Olivia.
“You’ll get used to it soon. Don’t worry, Olivia.”
Around five o’clock, Olivia climbed into the carriage to return home. She had promised her mother to be back before dinner. Mrs. Fairfax, concerned that Olivia’s constant presence at Laura’s side might interfere with the couple’s private time (and thus prevent Ian from passing on the “baby seed”), always ensured Olivia promised to return before dinner before lending her the carriage. Failure to keep this promise meant no carriage for a month, a condition firmly emphasized.
As Olivia settled into the carriage, she spoke to Laura, who stood by to see her off.
“Auntie, don’t worry too much.”
“Worry about what?”
Olivia smiled with a hint of mischief.
“Mother always said that rumors are meaningless. If you have no shame in your heart, treat them like the chirping of birds and ignore them. Honestly, you and Uncle haven’t done anything wrong, have you? You’re just too close. Though it would’ve been better if you’d been more discreet in public.”
Catching the implication, Laura’s face flushed bright red.
“W-W-What… Where did you hear such things…?”
“I stopped by the vicarage before coming here. Judging by what Mrs. Star knows, the whole village must be talking.”
Laura wished the ground would swallow her whole.
“Mrs. Star asked me to pass on a message. She said you must attend Sunday service. You’ve done nothing wrong, so acting guilty will only make people think you are. She said the best approach is to be bold.”
Olivia leaned out the window, kissed Laura’s flushed cheek, and called out to the coachman to depart.
The carriage rolled away.
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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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Fabricia Dutra Chapter 164 — Paragraph 14Even after time proved Noel to be a competent employee, their relationship remai
I imagine that these two will soon become great friends.

He carefully closed the case and hugged it tightly, wondering if he could ever b
The man is fighting with all his might not to melt in love with his own wife inside his own home. Anyway, lol.

‘What could it be?’
I think I have an idea of what the most emotional husband in the world went through, lol.
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Mrs fairfax is unique lady..the noblewomen has her own way to raise her children without stress
Laura make it kore awkward but she know that Henry’s interests in her not only fleeting moments