Everything was entirely whitened. Aria scratched her neck like a wounded animal, crouching down like a pitiful creature.
Then, someone knocked on the door.
Tap, tap.
The small knocking sound was nothing short of the only lifeline that could save Aria at the moment. But with her sanity already gone, she couldn’t even properly decide to ask for help.
A voice came from outside the door.
“Mom.”
It was almost too faint to hear.
The knocking sound came again.
“Mom, are you okay…?”
This time the voice was tiny.
To someone with impaired judgment due to hyperventilation symptoms, it was excessively small to reach.
However, in the world, miracles that are sometimes difficult to explain do happen.
Aria’s hands, scratching her neck to the point of bleeding, stopped. The rapid rise and fall of her chest, as if something big was about to happen, slowed down very slightly.
Her vision was still blurry.
Aria blinked her eyes.
Suddenly, the hazy scene before her became clear. She could feel hot tears streaming down her eyes.
She took a deep breath for a while.
Staring at the ceiling’s wall, she couldn’t grasp what had just happened. It felt like she had a bad dream. Murmurs could be heard from outside.
“Are you sleeping…?”
Aria, about to get up, swayed as the strength left her legs. When a thud sound echoed, Bonita on the other side was at a loss.
“Mom? Are you okay?”
Aria quickly opened her mouth to answer her daughter, but she couldn’t speak.
Only unpleasant metallic sounds came out of her cracked throat. Aria coughed several times in vain before speaking again.
“I’m fine! Something just fell for a moment.”
Although her voice was much hoarser compared to usual, it was much better than before. At least, communication was possible.
But Bonita seemed to think differently.
“Mom, your voice doesn’t sound good. Are you in a lot of pain?”
It was a tone that could burst into tears at any moment.
Aria forced her wobbling legs to stand up. Afraid she might sway again, she grabbed the bed’s headboard with her hands.
She reached out with her other hand.
“Just a moment, I’ll open the door…”
I will open it.
Aria, who was about to say that, hesitated as she looked at her outstretched hand in the air.
The hand was covered in blood. Upon closer inspection, bits of flesh were even stuck to her nails.
Realizing it, her throat felt dry.
“Mom?”
“Uh huh. Sorry, dear. Mom is in pain right now, so it seems like I can’t open the door. I don’t want Bonita to catch a cold.”
Seeing Bonita comfortably calling her mom, there seemed to be no other servants around.
Aria leaned heavily against the door, trying to walk. Then, Bonita’s voice sounded closer.
“Does it hurt a lot, Mom?”
“No, if I sleep for a day, I’ll definitely feel better as if I just took a shower.”
“Really?”
“Then, really.”
Aria’s definite answer brightened Bonita’s voice.
“Thank goodness. The Duke was worried that Mom was sick, but he said not to go where Mom is…”
“Is that so? The Duke was worried that Bonita might catch something from me.”
Still, Aria’s heart wavered at Bonita’s earnest plea.
Wouldn’t she want to sleep with her daughter in this state? She wanted to go out immediately and hug Bonita.
But she couldn’t stand in front of her child like this.
However, it couldn’t be helped to stand in front of the child in such a state.
She was an already unstable child. After going to the social gathering and seeing other children, she felt even more so.
Bonita’s dependence and attachment to herself were immense, even more so than the typical seven-year-old. In such a situation, showing up covered in blood would undoubtedly make the child uneasy.
Aria closed her eyes and calmed her mind. She had to stay as calm as possible.
“Daughter.”
“Yes…”
“Are you alone in front of the room right now?”
“…Actually, I said I was going to sleep with Mary and came out secretly. I’m sorry.”
Mary is one of the maids assigned to take care of Bonita.
Aria smiled faintly.
It reminded her of what Hazel had said.
“Alan says he’s sleeping and how well he slips away. Derek is the same. Anyway, it’s so fast that the servants sometimes miss it.”
Did he learn this already in just one night spent with the three boys?
Aria asked.
“Are you scared to sleep alone, daughter?”
“…I usually slept alone.”
Thunk.
There was a sound of Bonita sitting on the ground. From her posture, it seemed like she was leaning against the door like Aria.
“Mother, you didn’t like sleeping with me, right?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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