Mayana knelt down to match Swan’s eye level and placed the pajamas on the table with a natural touch.
“Well, young master. I’ll help you change your clothes.”
“I, I can do it alone.”
Mayana smiled.
“I know. Bridget says you can even tie the laces of your shoes by yourself. But this has a lot of buttons at the back, so it might be difficult for you to put on alone. So, let me help you.”
Swan, hesitating, took off his shirt and obediently changed into pajamas as Mayana directed. The lining was surprisingly soft, and the fabric wasn’t scratchy. It felt warm as soon as he put it on, like wearing loose summer pajamas.
Swan touched the green ribbon decoration on the cuff, slightly bowing his head. Mayana combed the boy’s hair with a friendly touch and then held his small hand.
“Young master, not only me but also Bridget, Ventina Ivy, and others in this household are especially worried about you.”
Mayana noticed Swan’s body slightly recoiling. It seemed like a reflex, but it didn’t appear to be shyness. Something was holding Swan’s ankle, preventing him from fully immersing himself. Preventing him from relaxing and enjoying his time like a child…
‘That’s obvious.’
Mayana thought.
Swan, who had been hesitating, tightly grasped the airy part of the cuff with his fingertips. He wanted to tell Mayana.
What Jocelyn said about Ariante, how she encouraged him to become the heir of this household… Mayana wouldn’t blame him. She had just been listening to the story.
“Um, Mayana. You see…”
“Yes, young master. Please speak.”
The warm touch of Mayana’s hand holding his again was felt. Suddenly, tears seemed to want to pour out. No, before he could hold back, his nose tingled, and his vision blurred and swayed.
Swan, flustered, quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. But Mayana looked at Swan with an expression that showed no surprise.
“Young master, do you have something you want to say to me?”
“Ugh, uh… That, um…”
The crying didn’t stop. Is that all? The words I intended to say became a jumble in my head and in my throat. In the end, all Swan could do was cry freely. She was a child who couldn’t open her heart because she was naturally shy… As the emotions intensified, even the thought itself came to a halt.
“Meiana! Why is Swan crying?”
Ariante rushed over, knocking down the partition with a determined attitude. Swan felt embarrassed that Ariante, who was younger than her, had caught her crying. She wanted to hide in a mouse hole out of shame. Meiana, who had been watching the boy sniffling with a smile on her face, suddenly hugged Swan with a sigh.
“Let me go!”
Swan, bewildered, lightly struggled. However, Meiana held Swan even tighter, looking down at Ariante.
“Milady, can I go see the Duke first? I’ll be right back.”
“Fine, I understand.”
Although she protruded her lips and pretended to be upset, she didn’t put up any resistance. Ariante, swaying her nightgown, walked away, then suddenly turned around, awkwardly reached out, and touched Swan’s collar.
“Don’t cry.”
Swan still looked down at Ariante with a complex expression while sobbing. Base bloodline. Jocelyn called Ariante that.
Born from the body of a poor woman, and his father is actually not the Duke’s full brother but the child of a maid. So, Ariante succeeding the Duke’s family is truly a pitiful thing…
Ariante was not a bad child. At first, Swan thought Ariante hated her—part of it was true—but lately, Ariante had become closer to Swan.
If there was an interesting book, she would bring it and suggest reading together. She also brought dice or cards and taught Swan games.
Every time, Swan’s small mind was filled with confusion. According to Jocelyn, Ariante was selfish and wilful, lacking dignity due to her base bloodline. Unlike Swan herself…
But the Ariante in front of her was not like that. Swan didn’t exactly know what dignity was, but she didn’t think Ariante was lowly, even though she played jokes. Instead, sometimes, she seemed more refined and mature than Swan, who was ten years old.
Whose words should she believe? And to whom should she say such things? If the Duke were to hear these words, would he not try to drive her away? Her mind was in disarray, dizzy.
“Now, young master.”
Meiana sat Swan on the bed and closed the door. Her room, which had now become somewhat familiar, didn’t provide much comfort to Swan in her current state.
“Like the time Ariante cried and got angry, Maiana sat next to Swan, pulling the child’s small body close with one arm. Nevertheless, being a ten-year-old boy, there was a bit of stubbornness in Swan, trying to resist a little more than Ariante. However, it was of no use to Maiana…
“We’re the only ones here, young master. No one is listening from outside. Do you have something you want to say to me? Go ahead.”
There was a deep inhale, accompanied by a breath that expelled moisture in various colors. Swan pinched his reddened nose, wiped away tears while coughing.
“If I speak… you’ll get angry at me.”
“Who? Me?”
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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