Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed - Chapter 36
Ian approached with a bright smile.
“I went all the way to the McKain family mansion to meet Count Hydrangea. If I had known you were here, I would have come straight away.”
“Me?”
“Who else would I come all this way to meet besides Count Hydrangea?”
I rolled my eyes and pondered. Do you remember what happened at the banquet? Surely I wasn’t in my right mind due to the fever. If not that, why else did he come looking for me?
“Your Highness the Crown Prince… why me?”
“You saved Daniel’s life. How could just giving you a title be enough? I wanted to have tea together and express my gratitude, but……”
He looked around. It seemed I wasn’t the only one distracted by Ian’s sudden appearance. But right now, the test results were more important than the matter with Ian. I still hadn’t had my failing grade corrected.
“I’m in the middle of something important right now.”
“Something important?”
It wasn’t me who answered his question, but Count Ferman.
“I was earnestly asking this young lady to succeed me as the palace healer. Very desperately.”
At his words, the bespectacled supervisor exclaimed “Count Ferman!” in a flustered voice, trying to stop him from speaking.
But unable to act rashly in front of Ian, he could only stamp his feet with a frustrated expression.
“The palace healer?”
Ferman grasped both my hands tightly.
“This is the talent I’ve been waiting for all this time. Completely different from those fools who barely study just to maintain their status and strut around. You know well, Your Highness. How long I’ve been searching for a successor!”
“Count Ferman, I know well how much you’ve wanted to pass on that position to a successor and retire. But release those hands. Isn’t Count Hydrangea uncomfortable?”
Ian’s tone was gentle and soft, but his actions were not so gentle.
He roughly pushed away Ferman’s hands and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards him. I ended up in the strange position of holding his hand while standing there bewildered.
“It seems my dream is finally within reach. Now I can retire and live in a quiet estate, fishing… I need to quickly take this person as my disciple……”
Ferman, filled with dreams of retirement, continued to ramble on with a dreamy face.
He went on about building a cabin by a quiet river, raising hunting dogs suitable for bird hunting, reciting his own plans as he pleased. It seemed like he could go on all day without tiring if left alone.
“Count Ferman.”
Ian softly called his name, making him close his mouth.
“Are you saying you’d hand over the position of palace healer without even knowing who this person is? Has the position of palace healer become so trivial?”
Even at Ian’s reproachful tone, Ferman was not intimidated and only said what he wanted to say in a drawling voice.
“I can just ask for the name now, can’t I?”
The eccentric palace healer seemed to have no intention of listening to others.
Ian ignored his words and said to me.
“Just so you know, every five years he brings someone new claiming they’re a talented apprentice, but they all run away within a month. No sane person could handle such an eccentric master.”
Ferman opened his mouth to make excuses, but Ian raised his hand to stop him and said to me.
“If the important matter the Count mentioned isn’t listening to that talkative old healer’s stories, shall we go have tea together?”
“Ah, yes… But……”
I didn’t intend to keep listening to those nonsensical words either. But that wasn’t the important matter.
“We’ve received ficus fruit as tribute this time. Although it’s not the peak season, they came up from a southern island, so they’re quite juicy with an incredibly sweet aroma.”
Just those words made my mouth water.
While ficus fruit wasn’t a rare food, it only ripened after receiving plenty of hot summer sunlight and when cool breezes started blowing. Being difficult to store, it was hard to eat out of season.
Since waking up in Claire’s body, I hadn’t even properly smelled it, let alone tasted it.
The McKain Count’s mansion overflowed with expensive ingredients. Yet even the skin of ficus fruit was something I hadn’t seen.
“It’s already the end of the season even on the southern islands, so it’ll be hard to see until summer… Even the imperial storehouse for out-of-season fruits had no ficus fruit left, so if you don’t taste it now, you’ll have to wait until summer.”
How petty to tempt me with ficus fruit. I nodded as if I had no choice.
“How could I possibly refuse Your Highness the Crown Prince’s offer? I just need one promise.”
“What is it?”
Instead of answering Ian’s question, I looked at Count Ferman.
“Count Ferman, Your Excellency!”
When I called, Ferman responded with a bright smile.
“Yes. Have you made up your mind? Will you succeed me as the palace healer?”
“No. I’ll think about becoming the palace healer slowly. More importantly, my healer’s license. I passed, right?”
At my words, Ferman nodded.
“Of course! Who would doubt your skills? Those fools who can’t even distinguish between Luipenya and Mandroagen? No, rather, you should be the one verifying their skills.”
At his words, the supervisor’s face turned ashen, but that was none of my concern.
Having secured the healer’s license as planned, it was now time to talk with Ian.
Of course, it wasn’t just because of the ficus fruit. Really…
It may sound like an excuse, but I was planning to show Ian my skills and compound medicine for him anyway.
Since Ian had heard Ferman’s proposal for me to succeed him as the imperial healer, there seemed to be no need to specially prove my skills.
Now I just needed to gain his trust so he would entrust me with compounding medicine. It would be more arduous and difficult than proving my skills, but still.
“Do you really intend to succeed Count Ferman as the palace healer?”
He seemed to use honorifics in front of the healers… but as soon as people’s gazes were no longer felt, he immediately switched to informal speech.
“Pardon?”
“No… You didn’t clearly refuse Count Ferman earlier and said you’d think about it slowly, so…”
Even if he used informal speech, I couldn’t do the same, so I continued using honorifics.
“To be honest, I’m not entirely against it. The title of palace healer is one that only a single person recognized by the empire can hold. But how could that be an easy thing?”
“Why? The healer boasting the best skills in the empire has acknowledged you.”
“Count Ferman may say that, but would the other healers just stand by? Even if Count Ferman is the palace healer, he doesn’t represent all healers.”
To be honest, I was secretly pleased by Ferman’s reaction of asking me to become the palace healer.
Part of me wanted to quickly agree to his proposal.
But as Ferman said, would those who couldn’t even distinguish between Luipenya and Mandroagen be able to recognize my skills?
Rather than wasting time on political battles coveting an unsuitable position, it was better to care for patients as soon as possible as I had planned.
Of course, I couldn’t say I didn’t feel any regret at all.
“If we’re just talking about skills, you’re the best. Even more so than Count Ferman.”
“Thank you for saying so.”
As I was thanking him for his praise, I suddenly felt strange.
Ferman saw me pointing out the examiners’ mistakes one by one, so that’s understandable, but how could Ian show such blind faith in Claire’s skills when he wasn’t even there?
No matter how much he saw Ferman asking me to succeed him as the palace healer, it was strange that he so easily believed in my skills.
‘Could it be….’
“I’ve told you many times. There’s no one more skillful than Jane.”
“Ian… Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
I looked at him with a shocked face. How on earth did he recognize me?
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about. You seem to be confused because my name is unfamiliar, but my name is Claire, not Jane.”
My voice came out trembling from surprise. It felt quite suspicious, but what could he do if I insisted I wasn’t?
Anyone could see I was Claire. I had Claire’s body. If I went around saying I wasn’t Claire but Jane, I’d be treated as a crazy person instead.
It was strange that Ian was so certain I was Jane.
“Well… If that’s what you want to be called, I’ll call you Claire.”
“I’m not insisting, it’s just that anyone can see I’m clearly Claire. It’s troublesome if you give me the name of… someone I don’t know called Jane.”
At my words, Ian smiled leisurely.
“If that’s what you say, let’s leave it at that.”
“It’s not just leaving it at that…”
“So what do you plan to do from now on?”
I glared at him coldly for constantly interrupting me. He just smiled leisurely in response, further upsetting me.
“Now that I’ve passed the exam, I need to work as a healer. Finding sick patients and treating them.”
At my words, he erased the relaxed expression he had been wearing and made a worried face. He also looked somewhat anxious.
“Of course, about that healer work. You’ll be doing it in the capital, right?”
“I was originally planning to, but I received an estate as a reward this time, didn’t I?”
“You mean North Wolf Lake?”
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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