Apologizing for unnecessary worries caused by his grandfather’s early departure.
The medicine Aaron prepared didn’t feel too bad, perhaps because it reminded her of her childhood.
Irrelevant conversations gradually lengthened.
“……”
Feeling the touch on her head, Charlotte fell asleep.
‘Your mom, yes, ah… she kneeled and begged. She wanted to raise you. For the first time, I felt fulfilled.’
‘Why, why…’
‘I kept you around to see that again, but now it’s no longer amusing.’
These were fragments of a past life, beyond memories of previous lives.
These words were said by the father who desecrated his mother’s grave.
Drenched in alcohol, he seemed mad somewhere.
‘From now on, Chloe is your mom. Forget the dead woman. Continue to live as you have, without making a sound.’
‘Why her…!’
Mom, why did you leave me here? Why only me?
‘Enough! From now on, you should consider that woman your mother. Even take her portrait from this child! Why did she leave this baggage…’
‘Stop it. Now, stop, just stop.’
‘Move that woman’s grave. Get this kid out of sight!’
Suddenly her body sank as if being dragged by her ankle.
Family members dug up her mother’s grave and moved it. At that time, Charlotte was powerless and everything was taken away.
Back then, she could have escaped. After her mother died, Charlotte was a liability. Yet, she had nowhere to go even until she was about to be sold as a marriage asset.
Nowhere to go.
She believed that if she were abandoned here, everything would be over.
Benjamin reached out his arm.
Her delicate frame met his arm. He gently stroked her long hair.
She buried her head in his neck.
A warm scent wafted up, like freshly baked bread. One bite would fill her body with warmth.
Benjamin gently patted her side as she lay next to him.
Her curled-up body slowly relaxed. The muscles that had tensed up also became languid.
“Uh-hmm.”
Her long hair flowed down, exposing her neck.
Benjamin kissed it there. The relaxed breath…
The blanket had slipped off loosely. He pulled it up and tucked her back in.
“Charl.”
Benjamin whispered softly.
“Time to get up.”
“It’s hot….”
“The fire must have been too high.”
When he buried his face, he felt her even heartbeat.
He pressed his lips to her shoulder. Her short hair bristled.
The breath that touched and scattered on her skin tingled. He lightly bit her skin.
“Uhmm.”
Charlotte groaned softly.
Even though it was morning and all senses should have been dull, he delved in between them.
“The New Year’s ceremony will proceed as scheduled. If it takes a toll on you, you may momentarily step out.”
“I feel refreshed.”
“Seems fine for now.”
Benjamin brushed Charlotte’s cheek with the back of his hand.
“I’ll inform the master of the house. Sleep anymore and you’ll toss and turn at night.”
The white blanket slipped down, and Charlotte shook her head.
Her white cheeks were clear and flawless.
Long hair flowed in curls.
The slight fever that had risen from the cold seemed to be okay now.
“When the master arrives, just finish light make-up and come outside. The sun is nice. It’s a good day to catch some air outside; let’s take a short walk.”
As he exited the bedroom, the attendants handed him his outer garments.
Benjamin put his arms through the outer garments and signaled to the master.
The master quickly assessed the situation and entered.
“Your Majesty, have you coughed?”
“Anything unusual last night?”
“The scribe is in the office waiting for you.”
The attendants bowed their heads. Benjamin moved through them.
The corridor lights flickered.
The candelabra were immaculate.
It was as if delicate hands had touched here and there, not carelessly managed by the servants.
“Come in. All aides are present.”
The doors to the Imperial office opened.
The aides who had arrived at dawn also rose from their seats. Benjamin gestured for them to sit and passed by the aides.
The dawn chill was fully present.
Benjamin took off his jacket and entered the office. Roskella followed him in.
“How is Her Majesty the Empress?”
“Almost fully recovered.”
“It’s the first time she’s encountered a beast, isn’t it? While knights like us may be fine, the Empress, having her first experience, needs extra caution.”
Benjamin tapped the table with his fingertips.
“It’s bothersome.”
“What is?”
Benjamin stuck a quill pen between his fingers. His regularly flowing movements ceased.
“Isn’t she too stoic?”
“You mean Her Majesty the Empress? Her Majesty was always stoic in nature, wasn’t she?”
“Even after encountering the beast for the first time, she seems uninterested in her own safety. As if she’s scraped away all her emotions, she appears indifferent…”
It kept troubling his sight. Benjamin pressed down hard on his eyelids.
You’ve always been like this.
You, at the end of my sight, gaze at the distant emptiness and carve away your emotions one by one. Even now.
“Where does that stoicism come from?”
The question remained unresolved.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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