“Larissa de Valois.”
Alfonso’s voice was subdued. But from within, a vivid anger could be felt.
“Don’t cross the line.”
Taken aback by the unfamiliar attitude of Prince Alfonso, Larissa stopped her rants in front of him. But his words were too heartbreaking! Not to cross the line!
“Right now, to me! Are you saying to draw a line and not cross it? I am the woman who will become your wife! The two kingdoms are in negotiations!”
“And the signature space on that contract is still empty.”
Alfonso, with a mouth filled with further harsh words he was about to say to Larissa, delivered his intentions in refined language.
“Don’t act as if you’re something.”
Shocked, Larissa staggered, losing her balance. This was a stone building made of limestone, and if she fell, she could be seriously injured. But Alfonso simply crossed his arms and coldly watched Larissa.
‘God, I almost fell and he didn’t even catch me…!’
Her heart sank.
Larissa had come to the Etruscan kingdom by crossing the high Frinoyak mountain range with her frail female body just to meet Prince Alfonso.
She was also of noble birth. Although she was not a direct descendant of the royal family, due to this negotiation, she may even be recognized as having the right to the throne. By principle, those with the right to the throne do not cross borders.
As her thoughts reached this point, Larissa’s anger exploded.
“We are destined to be bound! My father, who is also a loyal guardian of the royal family, and King Philip IV of Gallico, wish for it!”
She had heard about the negotiation conditions proposed by the Etruscan kingdom in the marriage negotiations.
“Do you really think that Etruscan can secure its place on the Central Continent without Gallico’s firepower?”
Bang!
The limestonebuilt Taranto winter palace corridor shook with a sound that seemed to break it. Alfonso, who couldn’t bring himself to hit a woman, had stomped his foot in anger.
“Larissa de Valois.”
He fiercely glared at Princess Larissa and spoke.
“You are not a princess, but a mere card brought to the negotiation table.”
Larissa had been anticipating a trivial line like ‘don’t interfere with me until we get married’. She was about to say, ‘In time, you will eventually become mine, so don’t futilely struggle.’
But Larissa, taken aback by the anger bursting out from an unexpected direction, widened her eyes and stared blankly at Alfonso.
“No one can speak to the Etruscan royal family that way. Not your proud father, and not even your cousin, Philip IV, whom you so proudly speak of.”
It was a statement that even the Duke of Valois or the King of Gallico couldn’t command or threaten the heir to the Etruscan throne.
“Sovereign nations are not subservient to other countries. The sovereignty of a nation can only be represented by its ruler. You, who are neither my ruler nor my subject, can’t command Etruscan to do this or that, even if you carry some petty authority.”
Alfonso glared at Larissa with his eyes shining blue with anger.
“The reason I do not beat you down and expel you beyond the border right now is firstly, because you are a guest of Etruscan, and secondly, because I pity you.”
Alfonso had felt sorry for her ever since he decided to reject Larissa.
After all, Larissa believed in their marriage and had crossed this foreign country. If she returned without being married, it would be a stain on her honor.
“Before this petty sympathy of mine fades, I hope you disappear from my sight, and when we meet again next time, I hope you properly understand where the ‘line’ is.”
Alfonso looked directly at Larissa and spoke firmly.
“Princess Larissa de Valois, who is not yet my fiancee.”
And then he moved his strides and left the corridor. In the corridor of the winter palace made of the red limestone of Taranto, there was only one maiden standing alone, lost in thought.
The “surprising secret” Malleta had promised was not being revealed at all. It wasn’t because Malleta was saving her words, but because she couldn’t control her strength and was pouring everything out all at once.
“Miss Isabella doesn’t have a dress shop to trade with these days. Ah, she does have a dress shop, but she buys hair accessories elsewhere… She was so angry when she was rejected by the Collezion dress shop! Just before she was imprisoned, it seemed like she had moved to Alperto, but Duke Baldesar’s favorite place was Alperto, so she didn’t take a reservation when the time overlapped and she got angry! Ah, after being imprisoned, they say she’s throwing a tantrum in her room, but I purposely avoid going near there…”
It was hard to understand her rambling, and even if one listened intently, it was of little value.
“Miss Isabella has small breasts. It’s made with a breast pocket and it’s all padding!”
There was an occasional interesting story, but that was it.
“Master Ippolito likes buttocks. If I lie down and crawl like this…”
There was absolutely unnecessary information. Orabi’s bed preference was something Ariadne didn’t need to know for a lifetime. Sancha grimaced behind her.
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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