“Don’t misunderstand, it’s because I need my elder brother’s protection. While my elder brother is busy trying to behead my younger brother, I will be safe, won’t I?”
As Milliora left with a cheerful step, a lingering fragrance remained.
Greyion muttered in a weary voice.
“That’s really embarrassing to see.”
“The flower of the Tagar dynasty is full of life.”
Rocard’s toosophisticated response, comparing Milliora to a flower, led Greyion to dismiss him with a wave of his hand.
The Empress, whose vanity had been wounded by the announcement of the war compensation, was now attacking Greyion’s health. It was a tricky defense issue.
“Do you think the treatment of Chief Royman is effective?”
“Maybe. If you shut up.”
With a smile, Rocard saluted and left the second prince’s room.
Instead of leaving the palace, he walked for a while to the third palace, intending to find out how often Lorisha Roar had been visiting the palace.
However, the attendance register did not have Lorisha Roar’s name. Rocard was momentarily bewildered, but what he found in the register was a different name.
‘Lorisha Roba’. There was only one entry.
“Ah……. Even an alias?”
Reconciliation
Misha came back to the Count’s house every weekend. Five of the three household teachers who had helped her prepare for the entrance exams were rehired, and they were scared to see Misha’s changed attitude towards studying.
Continuously trying to look good, it seemed that Duke Kaidel had not answered the letter. According to Misha, it was a wise decision.
Watching her, I couldn’t help but become curious.
‘Is love really that great?’
Come to think of it, I was skeptical of love. All that the love of the Count and my mother had left was pain that ran deep.
As time passed uneventfully, I forgot about the letter incident. It was my own game from the beginning.
My adult birthday was just a week away, and the Count came to ask me.
“Have you decided how to spend your adult ceremony?”
Collect gifts at a party, receive flowers from men. I was not interested in such an adult ceremony.
I told him my thoughtful answer.
“I want to go to the villa.”
“The villa?”
“You buried Mom’s bones there, didn’t you? I want to tell Mom that I’m an adult now.”
When I was ten, suddenly taken by the Countess, I couldn’t bring my mother’s urn.
The maid Moria, who had taken care of me at the villa when I first came with the Count, wisely left it out when she sent my luggage to the Count’s house.
It was a very wise decision. If the urn had come with me then, I didn’t know what the Countess would have done.
So my mother was now asleep under a beautiful oak tree in the villa’s yard.
The Count’s voice choked slightly.
“That’s a good idea.”
“And……, if the Count could come with me…….”
Why my mouth wouldn’t open, my voice was completely choked.
Under normal circumstances, I would never have made such a request to the Count.
But knowing that my mother wanted to leave me with the Count, I wanted to go with him.
I knew that this request was daring to ask the Count to play the role of my father, but I thought that such recklessness could be forgiven on the day I came of age, just once in my life.
“Alright. Let’s go together, Lorisha. Let’s leave in the morning.”
The Count calmly replied, gently stroking my head, and left.
I sighed involuntarily. I had brazenly asked a healthy Count for an inheritance, but why couldn’t I get the words out to ask him to accompany me for a few hours?
Still, I felt good after somehow saying it and getting permission. I fell asleep happily.
But my luck was not so.
Misha, who returned to the Count’s estate on the weekend, announced at dinner that he had decided to host a party for the firstyear students of the Academy next week.
On my birthday.
The Countess was excited and asked.
“Who’s attending? Will there be children from the families I know?”
“Duke Kaidel!”
“Oh my, Misha!”
Misha spoke proudly as if he were a victorious hero.
“If he accepts, everyone will attend, won’t they?”
“Well done! Good job!”
That was when the Count became angry.
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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