My Mistress Became My Wife (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 2
Lily’s dream was to meet someone she loved, just like her parents had, and build a harmonious, happy family.
But on the day Viscount Benjamin’s mansion burned down, Lily was forced—against her will—to drift further and further from that dream.
After marrying Frederick and learning his true nature, her dream shattered completely.
Of course, she had expected it would be difficult to fulfill her dream from the very moment she chose a loveless marriage based solely on conditions, yet Lily still refused to let go of hope.
After all, Frederick had seemed kind and considerate.
She had thought that someday she might come to love him, bear beautiful children, and live peacefully together. Yet it had all been a futile dream.
In fact, it was utterly ruined on their very first day of marriage—before even a single day had passed.
“How utterly foolish.”
Lily chuckled bitterly as she remembered her husband, who had spent another night away from home.
She only learned after their marriage that Frederick had long been offering his bed to noblewomen in exchange for business investments.
Now, he even openly presented himself as some noblewoman’s lover, attending social gatherings with her.
Since most nobles entered political marriages, it was common for them to keep lovers or mistresses. Even the Emperor and Empress each had multiple paramours.
Thus, keeping a lover had become a trend in high society—so much so that nobles even competed over who had the most impressive one.
But Lily was different. No matter how loveless her political marriage might be, the idea of infidelity was utterly incomprehensible to her sensibilities—and she had no desire to understand it.
Therefore, Frederick’s behavior infuriated and disgusted her, and she felt utterly miserable about her inability to properly express her feelings.
As if that weren’t enough, another problem tormented her.
“How dare a young woman arrive later than her elderly mother-in-law?”
It was Samantha, Frederick’s mother, throwing one of her tantrums.
The moment Lily opened the breakfast room door, Samantha’s shrill voice assaulted her ears, making Lily inwardly sigh. Her already poor appetite vanished completely. She wanted nothing more than to turn around and return to her room, but knowing Samantha would fly into a rage if she did, Lily had no choice but to step inside.
“I’m sorry for being late.”
“Hmph!”
Even though Lily bowed her head in apology, Samantha snorted dismissively and turned away, clearly unsatisfied.
Today wouldn’t go smoothly either.
Then again, had any day ever gone smoothly? Resigned, Lily took her seat. As she reached for some water to wet her dry mouth, Samantha narrowed her eyes and asked sharply,
“Where’s Frederick? Don’t tell me he didn’t come home last night too?”
The servants always reported Frederick’s comings and goings directly to Samantha, not to Lily.
Thus, Samantha undoubtedly already knew he’d stayed out overnight—yet she asked anyway, clearly intending to use it as an excuse to berate Lily.
Here we go again. Lily swallowed a sigh and placed her hands neatly on her lap.
“He must be busy with work.”
“Nonsense! He just can’t stand the sight of you!”
Samantha barked so loudly that the servants immediately halted their tasks and glanced nervously at her.
“I’ve told you countless times—a man’s loyalty depends entirely on his wife! And look at you! How incompetent must you be for Frederick to spend nearly every night away!”
Lily, however, remained calm. This was nothing new; the same script played out every time, and by now the words barely registered in her ears.
Samantha blamed Lily for all of Frederick’s infidelities—even though his “bed-warming” business had begun long before their marriage—insisting it was Lily’s failure as a wife that drove him away.
“And don’t even get me started on children! It’s been a year since your marriage—why haven’t you given us any news yet?”
You can’t pluck stars without looking to the sky. Swallowing her true feelings, Lily offered another reluctant apology.
“I’m sorry.”
Giving up made things easier. That was the motto Lily repeated to herself daily.
At first, she’d denied the accusations and tried explaining in detail, but it was all useless. Samantha never listened—in fact, she’d only grow angrier, accusing Lily of talking back. Not wanting to create even more exhausting drama, Lily now simply apologized right away. She had no desire to waste energy arguing with someone who’d never understand her.
“Apologizing with words alone means nothing! What good is it if you only ever say you’re sorry? You need to prove it with action!”
Usually, Samantha would just add a few more nagging remarks and stop there—but today, she seemed particularly furious, her anger dragging on.
“You’re not… incapable of conceiving, are you?”
Now she was even questioning that? Lily almost laughed inwardly.
Samantha had no idea Frederick and Lily had never shared a bed—theirs was a secret both kept well.
Lily found it odd that Frederick never mentioned it to his mother, yet she was also quietly grateful. If Samantha ever discovered the truth, she’d surely blame Lily even more harshly than she already did. The mere thought was horrifying.
“No, that’s not it.”
For the same reason, Lily couldn’t reveal the truth—but she wasn’t lying either. She genuinely had no known health issues and didn’t believe there was anything wrong with her body.
“Don’t give me that! If you haven’t conceived by now, it must mean something’s wrong!”
Predictably, Samantha refused to believe her.
“I heard it took your mother a full ten years to conceive you—maybe you inherited that? They say daughters take after their mothers, after all.”
The moment Samantha mentioned her mother, Lily’s eyes hardened, and her hands clenched tightly.
A terrible premonition crept over her.
“It figures—just like mother, just like daughter. Both of you are nothing but trouble.”
Why did ominous feelings never turn out to be wrong?
“Oh, please tell me you’re not going to lose your mind like your mother someday and make Frederick suffer like that…”
“Mother.”
Lily called out firmly, cutting her off with clear intent. Most people would’ve realized their mistake, apologized, and stopped—but not Samantha.
“Did you just interrupt me? How dare you rudely cut off your mother-in-law’s words?”
Instead, Samantha flew into an even greater rage, fuming over Lily’s interruption.
“How can someone born a noble be so utterly lacking in manners? What on earth did your parents teach you?”
“…Then does that mean you, Mother, lack manners because you were born a commoner?”
“What did you just say?”
Pushed past her limits by the endless insults to her parents, Lily snapped back, throwing Samantha’s status in her face. Stunned, Samantha’s mouth fell open.
“You said you worried I’d end up like my mother… That’s unnecessary.”
Lily met Samantha’s startled gaze steadily and continued,
“My mother fell into deep despair after suddenly losing the man she loved. But I don’t love him—so even if he died, I’d be perfectly fine.”
Crash—
Samantha slammed the dining table and shot to her feet.
“Are you saying my son is dead? How dare you…!”
“Of course not. I was merely speaking hypothetically.”
Unlike Samantha, who was shouting furiously with veins bulging in her neck, Lily’s voice remained calm, her expression serene—as if nothing were wrong. But inside, a storm of rage raged uncontrollably.
“And regarding children… maybe you should be more concerned about him than about me.”
“What?”
“He’s slept with countless women even before marrying me, yet not a single one has borne his child. Doesn’t that suggest the problem lies with him, not me?”
At the implication that Frederick might be infertile, Samantha’s face turned redder than a tomato.
Whack!
Unable to contain her fury, Samantha hurled a plate—Lily shut her eyes tightly as the food splattered across her face and dress.
“You useless wretch, clinging to my son like a parasite with nothing to your name! Your mouth’s the only thing that works, isn’t it? Always flapping it so boldly!”
“…”
“And no wonder! If your mother’s lost her mind, how could her daughter be sane? I warned them—never marry into a troubled family like yours!”
Despite the relentless insults, Lily silently wiped the food from her face, stood up, and spoke quietly,
“If my presence prevents you from enjoying your breakfast, Mother, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Where do you think you’re going? Stand right there!”
Samantha shrieked in a voice so shrill it seemed ready to tear—but Lily ignored her and walked out of the breakfast room.
[This is the timeline separator]When Lily not only failed to apologize but walked out ignoring her words, Samantha dramatically clutched her head and collapsed onto the floor as if staging a protest.
Even in that state, she refused to stop her tirade—so naturally, the servants, forced to absorb Samantha’s fury in Lily’s absence, came to resent her.
That resentment quickly turned into cruelty.
“The washbasin water, Young Lady.”
“Oh.”
Lily instinctively dipped her hand into the basin—then yelped in surprise and pulled it back as she realized the water was colder than ice.
The maids rolled their eyes and giggled. It was clearly mockery, yet Lily couldn’t say a word. Once, when she’d pointed out a maid’s wrongdoing, Samantha had scolded her harshly for “acting superior just because she was nobility.”
No matter what the servants did wrong, Samantha always blamed Lily, preaching nonsense about showing “benevolent tolerance toward one’s inferiors.”
Knowing this, the servants acted with brazen impunity.
“…”
Lily’s expression darkened as she realized anew just how worthless and insignificant her position in the mansion truly was. Having never experienced such blatant disrespect before marrying Frederick, this reality weighed on her even more heavily.
Her expression grew even grimmer as she stood before the breakfast room again. She already dreaded what fresh humiliation Samantha would hurl at her today.
Please, just don’t insult my parents again like yesterday, she prayed desperately as she opened the dining room door—only to meet both fortune and misfortune at once.
Her good fortune: Samantha wasn’t in the breakfast room.
Her misfortune: Brian, Frederick’s younger brother, was.
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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