His firm grasp on her arm grew desperate. He gently released the hair ornament securing her hair, and strands of gold unwound, cascading down her waist. Content with her disheveled state, Valentin smiled like a portrait.
“Stop, hus, band.”
His affection dripped like the juice of a ripe fig. His massive frame pressed close, his face nearing hers. Adelheid closed her eyes in anticipation, but the expected did not happen.
‘…What?’
Peeking through slightly opened eyes, she saw Valentin’s chin. His warm breath scattered across her forehead. It seemed as if he was gently tracing her face with his lips, perhaps savoring the scent. Forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, soft cheeks, chin… and finally, lips.
His lips, once pressed tightly, now paused, leaving only the slightest gap, a content smile as if this were the reward he sought all his life.
“My, wife…”
A cold glint flickered in Adelheid’s eyes, which had been gently shut. Despite the confusion, she was certain of one thing.
Her husband had changed. Drastically.
“Who are you?”
It was right after she entered the bridal chamber. As she lifted the thick veil that had covered her face throughout the marriage ceremony, Valentin Ansgar, to her horror, asked that question. Adelheid felt an overwhelming fear as his handsome face contorted.
“I am… Adelheid.”
“It’s not your name I’m asking, but why you are here. Where is the bride? Where is Charlotte?”
“I, apologize, but I am your bride today…”
Trembling, Adelheid bowed her head deeply. The longer the silence stretched, the more her courage waned. She couldn’t face his anger.
Finally, Valentin, rising from the bed, roughly grabbed her chin.
“You’re my bride? How dare you play such a farce in front of someone like me?”
Terror filled Adelheid’s pale green eyes.
The anger of the man, now her husband, the Grand Duke, was justified. He had always desired the beautiful and strong Charlotte, not Adelheid, a mere count’s daughter.
“I told you, I am the second daughter of Count Raihenau.”
“You are the daughter of Count Raihenau? Wasn’t there only one daughter in the count’s family?”
In fact, almost everyone believed that. Her existence had been a well-kept secret since birth, hidden away by Count Raihenau himself.
Adelheid swallowed the words she couldn’t dare utter. Meanwhile, Valentin’s sharp gaze scrutinized her from head to toe.
His gaze was blatantly assessing, like one pricing a fish displayed on a stall.
“Are you a healer too?”
Adelheid bit her pale lips in shame. The women of Raihenau were known for their rare and powerful healing abilities. Her half-sister Charlotte, born to the countess, was a lady among ladies, awakened as a healer.
In contrast, Adelheid was the daughter of an unknown maid. If she had possessed any healing powers, her situation might have been different, but unfortunately, she had none.
Naturally, what Valentin desired in paying off the enormous debts of the Raihenau family was not Adelheid, but Charlotte. However, the count had no intention of giving Charlotte to the Grand Duke’s family.
Charlotte was a daughter coveted by the crown prince, too precious to be handed over to a mere barbarian from the north. Thus, Adelheid, the ‘half’ daughter, was chosen as the bride.
It was a clear fraudulent marriage, but there was nothing Adelheid could do. She, too, was dragged to the wedding.
“Disgusting.”
Realizing all this from her silence, Valentin glared at Adelheid with a terrifying look and abruptly left the bridal chamber.
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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