“What kind of shower is pouring down so fiercely?”
Rain poured outside. Aster took off his monocle glasses and opened the window. Was it because of the humidity? His hair hung languidly as if holding rainwater. That humidity was cumbersome. Rainwater collected in front of the front door.
“Charlotte is late.”
Leandro turned his gaze out the window in response to that comment.
“She’ll come when it’s time.”
“Aren’t you being too indifferent to her?”
Leandro closed his eyes and pressed his eyelids firmly.
“So what should I have done?”
“It’s too late, and when it’s bright out, go …”
“Don’t hold her against her will. If you hold her down, she’s the one who will break her ankle and leave.”
“She even resembles her biological mother in that regard.”
At the words that she should break ties with that house and return to Windsor, Cozette tied her body to Tuega without hesitation.
‘What will happen to her if I let her go?’
Was that the end?
Once again, only the sound of rain continued. Windsor was silent.
“She looks too much like her.”
She’s still difficult. Through the sound of rain, a carriage stopped in front of the gate. Someone with an umbrella got out.
“Isn’t that Your Highness?”
“You mean the Crown Prince?”
“Why is Your Highness with that child …?”
“They must have run into each other.”
“At this time? It’s true that Windsor is close to His Highness, but that’s only in Windsor, isn’t it? I saw that child for the first time a few days ago …”
Windsor has been standing by Benjamin’s side since ancient times, balancing the forces between the Empress and the Crown Prince.
The Duke of Windsor was maintaining neutrality only superficially, but his fulcrum had already tilted to the next emperor.
Leandro, rubbing his eye sockets tiredly, spoke.
“It’s done. You should go to bed now.”
“Yes. It’s late, so I should go to bed.”
Aster followed Charlotte’s back with his eyes. Her slow footsteps continued, and all traces disappeared.
“Is it just my feeling?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Why do I feel like something strange is tangled up?”
Aster frowned at a bad hunch. It feels like some strange person has snuck into the house.
(This is a time separator.)
‘You were told to be cautious.’
‘The one who should have been cautious here wasn’t me but you’
Charlotte, removing her outdoor clothing, blinked her eyes slowly.
“Was I careless?”
It’s true that she only loses her guard in front of Benjamin.
Why was that?
Rather, she had completely let down her guard, even in front of her inlaws. She had never been so defenseless.
In front of that person, she felt a peculiar presence.
‘Charlotte’ It seemed to confirm the presence of the name again.
Right.
Benjamin, who saw her not as Tuega but as Windsor, and awakened that presence, did.
Charlotte stumbled over her lips and muttered.
“Is that what they meant by harmful?”
Her eyeballs were stiff, and her shoulders were sore.
She was about to go to bed in her nightwear when someone knocked on the door.
“Charlotte. Let’s talk for a moment.”
Aster cleared his throat loudly outside. Why are you looking for me this late? She casually draped her shawl over a chair and opened the door. Aster was standing outside the door with his hands behind his back.
“Why did you call me when I was about to sleep?”
“No. Were you awake and not sleeping at this time?”
Aster glanced around the room.
“Don’t just stand, will you sit? Sit here.”
“No. No. I just came up to see.”
“You just said you had something to say……?”
“Did I say that? Yes. I did. That’s what I meant. I saw you coming back from going out a little while ago. Hmm, it seemed like His Majesty was taking you. Where have you been?”
The words were cautiously uttered and broken, as if it were a delicate matter, although there was nothing to be careful about.
The caution was obvious. It was guilt. Guilt stemming from her mother’s death made her feel unnecessarily bitter.
“I was feeling stuffy so I went out to get some air. Hmm, I ran into His Majesty on the way, and he brought me back because it was late.”
“Did he? Yeah. Well, you’ll handle it yourself. Charlotte, it seems like you’re getting close with His Majesty, is that just my imagination?”
Being overly cautious, he must have wanted to say that.
“If that’s the case, would it be awkward for you, Uncle?”
“No. No! I’m not saying it’s awkward for me. I was saying this because it seemed like it would be awkward for you. Don’t misunderstand.”
Charlotte covered her mouth and smiled faintly. Ah, what to do about that blatant guilt? I’m fine now, really.
“Do you know that your father is close with the second prince?”
“Uncle, do I need to consider his position?”
“……”
“Really?”
Going back over it again.
Winsor chooses Crown Prince Benjamin.
Tutelage chooses the second prince, Rodens.
“Benjamin Visennov, he was born to be a monarch.”
Aster spoke matteroffactly, but each word weighed heavily.
“Don’t let him take an interest in you. Break it off. Don’t create a situation where you step into his mouth on your own.”
Aster is wary of Benjamin.
“He is dangerous to you.”
Charlotte inquired with a faint smile.
“Do you remember when the previous Empress passed away?”
“16 years ago.”
“At that time, His Majesty’s age was?”
“He was seven.”
“Yes. Seven. It’s been 16 years. Young, isn’t it? Really? A person who has experienced the death of his mother, and even witnessed the execution platform with his own eyes.”
One of the reasons Benjamin has no power is that the support base that could have created a power base for him was executed one by one along with the previous Empress.
“He’s someone standing before death.”
Eventually, he will wield the sword himself.
“I’m the same.”
We are both similar people.
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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