Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 10
“I admit that mages are a foolish lot, but that doesn’t mean their abilities are foolish too. Wouldn’t it be rather impressive to become a mage? Medicine costs would vanish, healing time would shorten, and there’s also that teleportation spell, right? Then I could rush to patients far away in no time….”
Though I’d said it jokingly when Ian asked me to voice a wish, upon reflection, becoming a mage actually sounded quite wonderful.
What a pity. It would’ve been nice if I’d ever gotten a real chance to learn magic. But I’d heard that the aptitude for mastering magic was predetermined.
Only a tiny fraction of people possessed it, and since cultivating such talent required astronomical sums of money, actual mages were exceedingly rare.
Moreover, they were mostly concentrated in the Magic Kingdom rather than the Carlobanian Empire. I hadn’t seriously considered becoming a mage—it was just me playing along with Ian’s joke.
Ian shook his head, looking troubled at my words.
“That’s beyond my ability. If there’s no wish I can grant you, then how about marrying me instead?”
“…….”
I was momentarily speechless. Maybe I was just exhausted from organizing herbs until late last night. I must’ve hallucinated—could I really have heard him say, “How about marrying me?”
I rubbed my ears with my fingers. Nothing came out, but I blew on my fingertips anyway before saying to him,
“Your Highness, something must be wrong with my ears—I seem to have heard something strange. Could you repeat that? Unless you truly just proposed to me…”
“Your hearing seems perfectly fine, much to my delight. You heard me correctly. But I’ll say it again: marry me.”
I frowned and stared straight at him.
His smooth forehead, deep-set eyes, clear blue irises like a transparent lake, and long lashes casting delicate shadows—
I wasn’t gawking at his handsome features. I was just trying to figure out why he’d say something so absurd to me.
It must be a joke. Though his expression remained utterly serious, a marriage proposal? To a commoner like me? There was no way it could be genuine. What a poorly timed joke…
‘If he’s serious, then the medicine I prepared must have caused severe side effects. I did have him take that extremely potent eye-color-changing potion for far too long. Side effects wouldn’t be surprising.’
If I’d been a naive, sheltered girl, I might have misunderstood his jest and felt my heart flutter.
But as an adult, I wasn’t some dreamy maiden. Having lived alone with my blind grandfather since childhood and shouldered the role of provider, I’d always faced reality more clearly than anyone else.
I ran my fingers over the end of my tightly bound braid. As expected, my hair felt rough and tangled. My stiff, broom-like red strands knotted so easily that I always kept them tied up in one bundle.
My skin was darkened from running tirelessly day and night to see patients, and the scar on my left cheek—left by a seizing patient’s flailing nails—still hadn’t faded, no matter how much time passed.
I stood as tall as most men. My unusual height, a full head taller than other women, made me self-conscious, so I habitually hunched my shoulders, leaving my back perpetually curved.
Moreover, my very bone structure gave me a distinctly foreign, alien appearance—no one could mistake me for local. Though I didn’t particularly suffer from appearance-related complexes, I never imagined someone like him would fall for me and propose. It had to be a joke.
I forced my voice to sound calm.
“You’re clearly experiencing side effects from the medicine if you’re talking nonsense like this.”
“Nonsense? I’m being serious. It’s a perfectly reasonable solution. Family can share secrets with each other, after all.”
His words felt contradictory. He’d hidden his crimson eyes for so long out of fear that the Emperor might find out—
“Don’t say things like that, even as a joke. Are you trying to ruin someone’s chance at marriage…?”
At my words, his expression darkened as if he’d just heard something unwelcome.
“So you were planning to marry someone else? Have you found someone you want to wed?”
His voice sounded like that of an angry man. Wait—why was he angry? And did he really think I’d never marry?
I’d simply been too busy to meet anyone. I’d never had time to feel lonely, always racing against the clock. If I met someone compatible, I’d certainly consider marriage.
Ever since Grandfather Geppetto passed, living alone in the apothecary had felt lonely. Sharing my life with someone would surely bring more emotional comfort than my current solitude. The real issue was whether such a person existed for me.
“I’ve always been open to marriage. In fact, Grandfather Geppetto even offered to introduce me to someone suitable.”
“What? Who? Who is it?”
Though Ian’s voice sounded sharply tense, I dismissed it as my imagination and continued.
“There is someone. Grandfather Geppetto runs the tavern right in front of our apothecary. Every time he sees me, he insists I should get married already.”
“What an addled old fool.”
He spat the words out as if grinding them between his teeth. Anyone overhearing might think Grandfather Geppetto was his sworn enemy.
“So I told him, if he’s going to nag so much, he should just introduce me to someone decent. He said he actually had someone in mind already. Honestly, that stubborn old man—if he had someone to introduce, why keep pestering me all this time about not marrying?”
“Truly a strange old man. Anyone he recommends would obviously be no good. No need to even meet them!”
He declared it flatly, as if it were decided.
“Grandfather Geppetto may be odd, but the person he wants to introduce seems decent enough.”
He frowned deeply and asked,
“You’ve already met him?”
“Not formally yet.”
“How can you say he’s decent if you haven’t even met him? He’s probably some strange, filthy man. Definitely a drunken, pot-bellied ugly fellow. There’s always a reason men stay unmarried so long. Meeting him would just be a waste of time.”
I waved my hand dismissively.
“That’s not true. I saw him as I passed by. He looked quite decent.”
“As you passed by? Just who is this guy?”
I eagerly described everything I knew.
“He’s a blacksmith. Apparently quite skilled—so many customers want him to forge their swords that even high-ranking nobles must wait months to receive one.”
“If he’s so decent, he wouldn’t still be single.”
“He’s just so busy with work he never has time to meet women. I happened to see him by pure chance—his bearing was impressive and he looked dependable. His physique was just… incredible…”
I’d casually peeked inside his forge as I walked past and watched with great satisfaction as he heartily hammered glowing-hot metal.
It must’ve been hot inside the forge—he was working shirtless, and the muscles sculpted from swinging his hammer looked genuinely impressive. Thinking back to his firmly defined chest and arms, my face suddenly flushed with heat.
Afraid my cheeks would turn red, I hurriedly pressed my cool palms against them to cool down.
Judging by Ian’s sour expression as he stared at me, my face was already beet red.
“Incredible physique, you say?”
“I didn’t deliberately look at him naked—it’s just hot in a forge, so he was working without his shirt. So I saw it by accident. A total accident.”
I emphasized “accident” repeatedly, worried he might think I was some kind of pervert.
“So you’d reject a marriage proposal from the Crown Prince himself—all because of some blacksmith who strips off his clothes casually and rudely in public?”
“What nonsense are you talking about? Stop saying ridiculous things and come sit here. I need to finish your examination quickly.”
He still looked angry as he spoke to me.
“We could take it a bit slower.”
He set his fan down on the table and pulled his chair right up close to me before sitting.
“I’m a busy person. I have herbs to decoct when I get back today.”
At that, he stopped pressing further and slumped in disappointment. I held his face firmly in my hands, turning it this way and that to visually inspect his eyes.
He let his face rest naturally in my hands, wearing an unguarded expression.
Meeting his utterly unguarded demeanor, a mischievous impulse suddenly bubbled up inside me.
“Ah, do it. Say ‘ah.’ Go on, do it.”
At my command, he obediently opened his mouth wide, making “ah” and “ee” sounds with an innocent look on his face.
It wasn’t necessary for the examination—it was a method used only when checking an animal’s teeth.
Unaware, Ian silently complied with everything I asked.
His innocent behavior was so unbearably cute that I couldn’t hold back my laughter.
“Pfft!”
Startled by my sudden burst of laughter, he stared at me with wide, puzzled eyes.
“It’s just… seeing you reminded me of Dash.”
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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