Afterwards, she was treated like a married woman, so Ariadne had never experienced the treatment of a girl who had just held a debutante ball.
She only attended various social events and charity events of the ladies using the name of Count de Como.
But a standalone debutante ball…!
It seemed like an event that compressed and demonstrated Ariadne’s elevated status compared to her previous life. A small smile involuntarily rose to her lips.
Unlike Ariadne, who could not control her joy, Isabella was furious.
“Father? How can she hold a debutante ball? The debutante ball of this year has already ended, hasn’t it?”
This was also true. The debutante ball was an event in April each year, where the young nobles went to the palace to greet in the blooming spring. Now it was already August, full of verdure.
“The second daughter has already greeted the king and queen.”
This was a reference to when Ariadne had received ‘The Heart of the Blue Sea’ at the Queen’s presentation.
The ‘Debutante Ball’ did have a sequence where they drank specially made fruit wine and that year’s debutantes paired up to dance the waltz, but in essence, it was a part to confirm the qualifications of noble offspring to enter and exit the palace, and greet the king and queen.
“Since she already has the qualification to enter and exit the palace, what’s left is to greet society. That can be done by holding a separate ball and inviting people. It’s not unprecedented.”
Like the prince or princess, who grew up playing with each other from an early age, or a noble who anyone could see had a clear qualification to enter and exit the palace, if they could not attend the debutante ball due to travel or illness, they held a separate ball to announce their society debut.
This was a special case that only very precious people could enjoy. Isabella’s face contorted.
“Father, are you really going to do that for her?”
Isabella asked with a desperate expression.
The father, who always only cared about her, was rolling the stone towards her. He couldn’t possibly give the privileges that even she had not received to her. He must not.
But Cardinal de Mare’s answer mercilessly shattered Isabella’s expectations.
“You have to get along well with your sister, Isabella.”
He looked at his eldest daughter with a somewhat pathetic expression, keeping his distance.
“The second daughter is also a member who will raise the name of the de Mare family. After the debutante ball, the range of the second daughter’s movements will expand. She will be able to do more things.”
He looked at Ariadne and spoke.
“You’re doing very well these days, Ariadne. I couldn’t even take care of you much, but you’re remarkable.”
“No, Your Excellency, the Cardinal. I’m always grateful for your grace.”
While eating, Ariadne felt her stomach churning, and she could no longer eat. She had always responded to Cardinal de Mare with two layers of pretense, but today’s words of thanks were somewhat sincere.
“Let’s talk separately before the debutante ball. I have something to say about me. Lucrezia, you also come with me at that time.”
“Yes, Your Excellency.”
“Yes, as you wish.”
Lucrezia looked at Ariadne with a distorted expression. Isabella and Lucrezia exchanged glances.
Isabella spoke up, her tone was irritating.
“If we have a separate debutante ball, we’ll need time to prepare. So, it would have to be early autumn at the earliest. Oh, what shall we do? This salon is the last week of August, and you need a guardian to go out before that, don’t you?”
Lucrezia caught the bait her eldest daughter had laid.
“Yes, it’s utterly impossible for me to go to the salon of the Countess Chiobo now.”
She began to play weak in front of Cardinal de Mare.
“Recently, I’ve been feeling ill because of the heat… I can’t forget the look that the Countess Chiobo gave me at the queen’s mass. You know how I get a persistent headache when I’m under stress? With my current health… oh dear.”
Cardinal de Mare was on the verge of a headache from his wife’s whining. He had to send Ariadne to the salon no matter what, and he feared his wife would not leave him alone if he insisted.
As the second daughter had decided to hold a debutante ball, it wouldn’t matter if she didn’t go to a salon hosted by the queen’s confidant at least once, would it?
It was clear that Lucrezia would be a thorn in the side if she went there, and there was no one else suitable for the role of a guardian, which was a fact.
“As a daughter, how could I be selfish and ask you to take me to a place that makes you uncomfortable.”
Ariadne spoke up coolly before Cardinal de Mare, who was trying to figure out what to say. Isabella and Lucrezia exchanged ‘what is she up to’ glances. Isabella beat him to the punch.
“Then it’s a pity that you can’t go this time. The prince is also coming, it’s too bad.”
“That’s not the case.”
Just as expected, Ariadne would not miss an opportunity once it came to her.
“The Gallico home tutor, Mrs. Romani, happens to be a distant relative of the Countess Chiobo. I understand that Mrs. Romani’s residence is under renovation, and she’s staying at the Countess’s house this month anyway. Can I ask Mrs. Romani if she could accompany me to the salon that day?”
Lucrezia’s jaw dropped. Mrs. Romani was a home tutor that Lucrezia had hired in the hope that she might help Isabella make connections among the queen’s confidantes.
She had thought that through Mrs. Romani, she might be able to reach out to the Countess Chiobo.
However, Mrs. Romani was not the type to stand out or actively facilitate anything, so there had been no benefit in that regard.
She didn’t fire her because she worked diligently for a low salary and had forgotten about her.
‘How did she manage to grab this opportunity!’
Unaware of Lucrezia’s inner rage, Cardinal de Mare was pleased that the troublesome matter was resolved and readily gave his permission.
“That’s right, I seem to recall hearing that Mrs. Romani is a distant relative of the Countess Chiobo. What a fortunate coincidence. Go ahead and ask her. Make sure to show your appreciation.”
“Yes, Father.”
Ariadne obediently bowed her head.
“Make sure to show your appreciation, you should give her something.”
Having to spend money on top of sending her off was an additional blow to Lucrezia.
“……Yes, as you wish.”
“Do I have to take care of even such things? Ah, stop talking, just stop!”
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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