“If I had something to confess, I would’ve confessed before it came to this. Huhuhu.”
The Empress stared at my arm, which looked like rotten sausage, and her eyes widened.
It was then that Princess Milliora rushed into the room.
The Empress quickly turned her gaze from my arm to the Princess and yelled.
“You make the daughter of the Third Lion like this? Even if you’re empty-headed, you do this?”
Faced with the Empress’s angry voice, Princess Milliora went pale.
“Yo-Your Majesty, I…”
“Housekeeper, too! You just follow whatever nonsensical thing the Princess says?”
It was the first time I knew the Housekeeper could make such a pitiful voice.
“I was following orders… Punishing the daughter of the Third Lion was heartbreaking for me too, Your Majesty. How much I’ve worn down my shoulders…”
“I don’t want to hear it!”
“I apologize, Your Majesty.”
For a moment, I thought maybe I had already died.
Why else would the Empress appear to rescue me and reprimand the Housekeeper and the Princess for something that wasn’t that significant?
Soon the Princess sniffled, not a word but a moan.
“Your Majesty, I thought she had stolen…”
“Shut up, Milliora! To repay Orel’s favor this way? A ring, for heaven’s sake!”
“Huhuhuhu!”
The Princess began sobbing and collapsed on the floor. Her sobbing turned into crying.
The Empress glared at her in disdain.
“You really seem to be a child born to disgrace me. I regret the day I gave birth to you!”
I was stunned by the Empress’s harsh words. A mother who could say that to her own daughter…
That’s when the Housekeeper interrupted.
“I will call a doctor for treatment. Your Majesty, please leave this wretched place.”
“Who brought me to this wretched place in the first place! I took in Lorisha as a maidservant due to Orel’s will. That’s my will too. Has the Housekeeper grown old and lost her judgement?”
“Please forgive my lapse, Your Majesty. I will do my best for the recovery of Lorisha.”
The Princess sobbed and stumbled out, leaning on the walls as she went.
The Empress watched her and snapped.
“Is there not a single redeemable point in her!”
“I will escort you to the Empress’s palace, Your Majesty.”
“Never mind. You’d best not show your face to me for a while.”
With that, the Empress left. The Housekeeper leaned weakly on her desk.
I struggled to collect my disoriented thoughts in the silence.
‘What just happened?’
That the Housekeeper would betray the Princess so easily wasn’t surprising.
The joy of flogging a bastard child, yet when cornered, you claim it was a necessary command.
Yet the Empress’ attitude left nothing to be desired.
‘Does the Empress truly despise her own daughter so?’
I spent the womb of my life in hatred and curses because I was a bastard.
But my mother, while alive, was the person who loved me most. She tried to do everything she could for me.
Not out of guilt for having me as a bastard, but because she loved and cherished me.
Even the Countess thinks that a girl like Misha is the best in the world and pleads earnestly.
But the disdain I felt from the Empress was no less, if not more, than what I felt from the Countess.
How can one despise their own daughter to such a skin-crawling extent…
A feeling of emptiness washed over me.
I should despise the Princess who framed me for theft and flogged me unconscious, but suddenly she had become the most pitiable person in the world.
If my mother had told me she regretted the day she gave birth to me, I would have died!
“This is really…”
The Princess was a truly troublesome human. Whether she incites hatred or pity, some consistency would have been nice.
As I struggled to stand, servants rushed to support me. The very people who had been dragging me around now seemed to be escorting me.
“The doctor has asked you to come to the room.”
I entrusted my body to the servants and returned to my room.
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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