She nodded professionally and soon disappeared from sight.
She was at a level rarely seen in ordinary noble families. Hildy followed her back with slightly curious eyes but quickly tensed up at Luke’s call.
“How’s my daughter?”
“Oh, that.”
Luke’s eyes sparkled with clear expectation and excitement. To Hildy, it seemed terrifying, to say the least.
Fortunately, Hildy didn’t need to shower false praise this time, unlike when he went to other houses.
“First, regarding letters, it seems we need to start from teaching the alphabet one by one. However, since she’s only seven, she will likely catch up with her peers at a much faster pace than even younger children.”
“How long do you think it will take for her to be able to read? In your opinion.”
“Reading itself won’t take long, considering it’s her native language. Since even Bonita and her peers find it challenging to read or write difficult words, there’s no need to be too impatient.”
“That makes sense.”
“For now, we plan to use this textbook for learning. Would you like to take a look?”
“Sure, hand it over.”
Luke, taking the children’s word learning book from Hildy, examined the textbook with a serious expression.
Feeling an intense aversion seeing the big, rugged man holding a small ABC word book, Hildy couldn’t help feeling repulsed.
“Usually, when do children start with this kind of book?”
“As early as two years old, and at the latest, around three or four years old.”
“Hmm…”
“But there’s no absolute lateness or earliness in a child’s learning.”
He quickly added to his explanation.
While Hildy felt inflammation in teaching children, he couldn’t help but do a proper job when there was actual work. Especially the mindset of most parents trying to polish their child while thinking wrong about it – that thinking was absolutely unbearable. It was his professional spirit.
“If Bonita were in her teens, it would have been a real problem, but she’s only seven, right? When she becomes an adult, no one will notice.”
“…I wasn’t particularly worried about that.”
“I see.”
Hildy affirmed, not believing him at all.
Luke choked up a bit. However, he didn’t refute it in particular.
“And about mathematics…”
“What about it?”
Actually, he did ask, but Luke didn’t have high expectations for this part.
Unlike reading, a bit of a lack in math wouldn’t be a significant issue. If Bonita wanted to enter the academy, it would be okay to teach her later.
“Genius…? Seems like it.”
“Well, my daughter… Wait, what did you say? Genius?”
Luke, who was answering calmly, stopped his hand. It was when the maid entered the space between them with a tray.
She set up a beautiful tea setting with a surprisingly quiet and rapid speed, disappearing like an assassin.
Hildy, perhaps wondering if assassins were employed as maids in the duke’s house, briefly had a random worry but soon returned to the main topic.
“First, she does single-digit addition and subtraction easily. It seems a bit challenging when the total goes beyond the range you can count with fingers, but that’s about it.”
He explained to the Duke with a calm tone, blinking his eyes.
“Typically, seven-year-old children can do multi-digit addition and subtraction, but since it’s still spring, it’s not far from the average level. However, um…”
Hildy, unsure of how to mention what he had just seen, hesitated while holding and releasing the textbook.
Luke, feeling frustrated, smirked at him.
“So, what was that earlier? If it was just something you tried, I might get a little angry.”
“No! I mean, at least when I’m working, I don’t say empty words.”
Even if his academic performance during school days was just average, he had a talent for easily teaching children at their level.
Hildy clapped his hands and adjusted his glasses, pushing up the thin-rimmed glasses on his nose.
“Your Grace, please take a look at this.”
“Isn’t this a children’s textbook?”
The duke, who had put down the letter primer, picked up a math textbook this time.
As the cute illustrations-filled book entered the duke’s hands, it felt like a toy book. He was indeed an incredibly large person, to the point of being eerie.
“Please turn to page 115.”
Luke unfolded the book as instructed.
Unlike the empty front, from page 115 to the end of the book, all the answers were filled in. There were no solution processes.
Luke furrowed his brow.
“What is the meaning of this?”
“All those problems were solved by Bonita. In her head.”
“…What?”
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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