140. Shut Your Mouth
2024.02.17.
Seeing cold, indifferent killing intent in the eyes he had longed for so deeply, he could not utter a single word.
Yuan Pelliese, overwhelmed by his presence, closed her mouth and instead raised her large, dark eyes to look up desperately at Clade Euphris.
The atmosphere of the group, who had suddenly become unwilling spectators to a married couple’s bitter quarrel, turned as icy cold as if everyone had stepped onto frozen winter ground.
After glaring at Yuan as if he could crush her with his gaze, Clade Euphris clenched his teeth, turned his head, and stormed out of the tent.
In the space that instantly sank into deeper silence, Eugene Kimfri stepped forward.
“I will speak. Your Highness, please join the medical unit and attend to the injured.”
“……I’ll go.”
Yuan answered, her eyes bloodshot as she held back tears.
Her voice, though coming from a delicate face, carried a strong will.
Eugene Kimfri silently shook his head, concerned for Yuan’s safety, but she was unyielding.
“You are injured too. I’ll go treat you and explain everything.”
Yuan picked up one of the emergency medical kits scattered inside the tent and followed Clade Euphris out.
Noel Euphris or Tasha Kimfri didn’t even have time to react with surprise.
It all happened in an instant.
***
Whether Federico Companni had discreetly dismissed everyone or not, there was no one around the tent.
Clade Euphris climbed a small hill overlooking two anchored ships.
If he didn’t cool his head with sea wind, he felt he might draw his sword and cut down Eugene Kimfri right then and there.
A voice filled with quiet rage slipped through his lips.
“Do you even know where you are?”
Though the area had been mostly cleared, this was territory where pirates had hidden and lived for years.
Even if Clade Euphris’s martial prowess was strong enough to cut down dozens of them at once, he couldn’t guarantee the safety of others.
Only southern knights trained like pirates could handle such a place.
Eugene Kimfri might manage, but Yuan Pelliese…….
With the sun’s last edge glowing blood-red over the sea instead of fresh orange.
Clade Euphris’s footsteps finally came to a halt.
When he saw someone who absolutely should not be here approaching by boat—someone whose presence reeked more of blood than sea.
When he saw that woman, whom he had sent away even his reinforcements to protect from landing pirates, defiantly walking up to stand before him anyway.
Clade Euphris felt the last threads of reason inside him snapping one by one.
She had deliberately stepped into a place she should have avoided, turned everything upside down, and now dared to defend someone like Eugene Kimfri.
After one fury settled, another arose, bringing fresh reasons to rage and clouding his mind.
Then, hearing footsteps following him without even trying to hide, his expression twisted beyond words.
It was the sound of a woman struggling and grunting as she climbed the small hill with difficulty.
His boiling mind instantly froze, and his eyes, now cold, glinted with frost.
He turned his body away from the sea and faced the presence standing a few steps ahead.
A slender silhouette of a woman holding a medical kit with both hands filled his vision.
When his gaze met her large, dark eyes, his perfectly shaped lips twisted momentarily.
“Do I have to actually curse at you for you to stop?”
“…….”
“Please.”
“…….”
“Please, can’t you just keep that face out of my sight?”
Clade Euphris gathered every ounce of patience with each word he chewed and spat out.
This pale woman, who looked neither happy nor healthy, had crawled into this dangerous place just to do something like this.
To climb a small hill that looked exhausting even without a weapon, and stand firmly before him, holding a medical kit.
“Does your ridiculous interference only stop when I scream curses into your ears?”
“I didn’t know you were here, Your Highness…… I just thought maybe I could help, even a little, so I boarded.”
“Shut your mouth.”
Whether she knew he was here or not didn’t matter.
The problem was that she had dragged herself here, with that face, in that frail body, just to meddle.
But he didn’t want to explain every detail to her. There was no need.
“You should have turned your ship around the moment you saw me.”
Clade Euphris snapped, laughing like a man with a punctured lung.
Yet, unlike his sharply upturned lips, his eyes remained utterly unmoved.
“You should have taken a rowboat and returned alone, no matter what.”
His voice, contrary to the rage burning inside his head, grew colder with each passing moment.
Seeing that pale face stubbornly refusing to break, he felt an unbearable urge to shatter it completely.
“Even now.”
His voice stretched endlessly toward the woman who couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes directly.
“Even now, no matter what anyone says, the moment you arrived, you should’ve hidden in a corner and started planning your departure at first light. You shouldn’t have come chasing after me with a medical kit to make excuses.”
The small hands holding the medical kit finally trembled.
Clade Euphris looked down at them, then turned his head away as if he had nothing more to say.
“If you understand, leave this place the moment dawn breaks tomorrow.”
“That’s no longer something I can decide on my own.”
The woman stood her ground stubbornly, enduring all the scolding without so much as a flicker of emotion.
Only her trembling voice, offering excuses, kept brushing against Clade Euphris’s ears.
“Count Kimfri is injured too. Yet he came to help. Because of me—because of my foolish interference, as Your Highness said. Now I can’t just leave alone or suggest returning. Please understand.”
Clade Euphris no longer wanted to listen to the woman’s endless stubbornness.
From the moment he faced that familiar face, that familiar voice, a headache had persisted.
The more he saw her, the drier his throat became, cracking with thirst, and his stomach burned as if on fire.
He just wanted to pour strong liquor down his throat and fall into a deep, thoughtless sleep.
A sleep so deep he wouldn’t even dream.
A sleep so deep that the damned face wouldn’t appear at the end of a nightmare, smiling or crying at him.
“We can all return safely together. I’ll stay out of your way. Just let me see the injured parts. Once you’ve received treatment, I’ll stay in the medical tent and stay completely out of your sight until we leave. If you don’t trust me, then trust Count Eugene Kimfri.”
Clade Euphris, fists clenched so tightly his veins bulged, instantly reacted when another man’s name slipped from her lips.
“Eugene Kimfri?”
A harsh, dangerous tone finally escaped Clade Euphris’s mouth.
“After Bollonico, now it’s Eugene Kimfri?”
“……Huh?”
“Pack your things instead of wasting time talking nonsense.”
His face twisted savagely for a moment as he spoke in a voice even fiercer than before.
Yuan Pelliese tightly grabbed Clade Euphris’s arm as he passed by, her trembling hands clearly signaling she saw no point in saying more.
“You have to get treatment—!”
Instantly, Clade Euphris flinched violently, as if burned, and roughly shook off her hand.
The hand, suddenly left hanging in midair, wandered aimlessly, while a voice laced with contempt pierced Yuan Pelliese’s ears.
“Don’t touch me.”
Filling those beautiful violet eyes he had only ever seen in dreams or through Noel’s gaze.
All kinds of dark emotions swirled together and poured onto her.
“……You’re filthy.”
Yuan Pelliese froze, shocked as if someone had struck her head hard.
It felt as if the ground she had climbed upon was slowly crumbling beneath her feet.
The man’s retreating back grew farther and farther away without a single glance back.
Speechless, she clutched the handle of the medical kit so tightly her hands turned bone-white.
The fierce sea wind relentlessly lashed and whipped her black hair.
***
The next morning.
After an all-night meeting, Federico Companni mediated and assigned Eugene Kimfri and Clade Euphris separate missions.
The soldiers led by Eugene Kimfri and those led by Clade Euphris would each surround the mountain from different directions, ascend to the peak, eliminate the resisting pirates, and bring back the head of Captain Karso.
Even after the meeting ended, Clade Euphris glared at Eugene Kimfri with obvious displeasure.
“I’ll take the head. You just make sure to wipe out every last one of the stragglers.”
“……Whoever sees him first should be the one to strike.”
“Then you’d better watch your own neck before I take Karso’s.”
Before Eugene could reply, Clade Euphris brushed past him.
Though the medical tent where Yuan Pelliese was tending to the injured stood right before his eyes, Clade Euphris didn’t even glance in that direction.
“……Weren’t you originally planning to surround them slowly, given time? It seems you’re accelerating the schedule more than expected.”
Federico Companni asked as he hurried out of the tent to catch up. These were words he had held back during the entire meeting.
“It’s better to finish quickly. I don’t want to stay on this wretched island any longer.”
“The weather isn’t favorable. You said yourself this is a battle we can win simply by gradually reducing their numbers, so please don’t push too hard. Return before sunset. We hold the advantage.”
As Federico Companni pointed to the sky in concern, Clade Euphris quickened his pace and looked up.
Seeing the clear, spotless sky under the blazing sun, one eyebrow arched upward.
Federico wisely added:
“Even a short distance from Nella Beach, the weather turns unpredictable. Half the reason our battles with the pirates have been so difficult is the weather. One moment it’s clear, the next a storm hits—we can’t chase ships quickly, and when we can’t see even an inch ahead, tracking becomes impossible.”
“B-Brother!”
Nodding briefly, Clade Euphris was increasing his pace when suddenly he turned at the voice from behind.
Noel Euphris had come out of the medical tent Clade had just passed and was running toward them.
“What is it?”
“D-Did you happen to see Yuan—not, not Her Imperial Highness the Crown Princess Consort?”
“Why are you asking me about that woman?”
As Clade Euphris’s brow furrowed sharply, Noel Euphris flinched.
Gasping for breath from desperately chasing him, he added:
“S-She didn’t return to the tent assigned as her quarters after following you out yesterday……”
Thud.
Clade Euphris’s steps, which had kept moving without slowing despite knowing Noel was chasing him, came to an abrupt halt.
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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