The moment she tightly closed her eyes, she felt a strong body safely catch her below.
Asha slowly opened her eyes that had been closed.
Jackal’s serious face was right in front of her.
“You have to be careful.”
His voice was very gentle and soft, and Asha froze, her eyes wide.
At her foolishly dazed expression, Jackal chuckled, and Asha’s face turned red as she finally came to her senses and quickly got out of his embrace.
But she must have twisted her foot while climbing the tree, as she immediately let out a short moan and stumbled.
“Where are you hurt?”
“What? No, I’m okay……”
Asha pretended to be fine, but beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.
Sweating to this degree in this weather meant the pain was quite severe.
Jackal looked at her intently, tilting his head as if examining her complexion.
Asha, both embarrassed and a bit downcast, avoided his gaze.
Getting hurt here also meant being a burden to her comrades.
“Let’s end the training here and go home.”
Jackal took the lead, holding her wrist as they walked.
But when Asha hopped and limped, he suddenly picked her up in his arms.
“Ah! Put, put me down! I’m really okay!”
“Why. It should feel good to ride.”
“To ride……?”
Asha asked incredulously but closed her mouth since she couldn’t exactly deny it.
‘Come to think of it, it does feel like that……’
Asha slowly turned her eyes to the side.
She always felt comfortable, like riding a horse, when forcibly transported in his arms.
It was because he was a real horse, but Asha, who didn’t know this fact, just tilted her head.
Jackal, carrying her thoughtfully engrossed in her arms, strode back to his house.
His firm lips were slightly raised, holding back a smile.
The cabin was cozy and warm, perhaps because the attendant had already kindled the firewood.
Asha was almost shoved onto the bed by Jackal.
He came with a firstaid kit and boldly knelt on the floor and took off Asha’s shoes.
Asha was startled as if struck by lightning.
Jackal realized he had made a mistake and said, “Hmm,” pausing.
He momentarily let go of her foot and looked at the floor, saying,
“……I’m a little inelegant and clumsy in this respect. I’ve always treated men… I hope you understand.”
“Ah, yes……. I’m okay.”
Asha answered, struggling to calm her surprised heart.
He unknowingly treated her really like his companion.
Jackal focused only on the wound, not meeting her eyes at all, out of embarrassment afterward.
As if looking at a patient stricken with a fatal disease, he examined her slender ankle with an unnecessarily grave face.
Asha kept glancing over, worried that there might be a serious injury due to his serious demeanor.
Soon, Wild horse Jackal muttered a word as if making a grand pronouncement.
“It’s sprained……”
The ankle bone area was reddened and swollen.
Asha sighed with relief, thinking it was a bone fracture from his grave expression for such a minor injury.
However, when Jackal brought an ice pack and placed it bluntly on her ankle, she unknowingly furrowed her brow and said, “Ouch……”
The sound unintentionally sounded tantalizing, and Asha quickly covered her mouth with the back of her hand and blushed.
Fortunately, Jackal continued treating it, looking only at the floor, acting as if nothing was amiss.
He seemed used to this situation, having treated many comrades’ wounds.
Asha was relieved, but Jackal was struggling to suppress his racing heart with a poker face.
‘She’s such a careless woman……’
He was internally taken aback, but tried not to focus on her fair and soft foot like her eyes, consciously furrowing his brow.
However, his imprudent act of grabbing and handling a woman’s ankle like that was something he hadn’t thought of……
After finishing the treatment, Jackal slightly lifted his head and noticed wounds on Asha’s hands.
Asha noticed his gaze and unnecessarily fiddled with both hands, pretending to be indifferent.
She didn’t want to appear as a feeble woman whining over such a thing.
However, Jackal abruptly took her hands and examined them seriously.
Soft and smooth hands that could never be seen as a hunter’s were scratched, blistered, and calloused.
He silently took out white powdered medicine, supported her hand on his palm, and carefully applied it to the wounds.
The warmth was transmitted directly from his large hand that wrapped hers.
Every time his touch met her wounds, Asha felt a tingling sensation, as if her whole body was electrified, and her heart tickled.
Jackal glanced up, and their eyes met.
At that moment, a thump resounded in both of their hearts.
Jackal quickly stood up from his seat and said,
“Then, I’ll wake you at mealtime, rest until then.”
He sat at the nearby desk and began to work.
There were stacks of parchment on that desk.
They all seemed to be request forms sent to Ricaon.
Asha, who had been dumbfounded, asked cautiously,
“So, you’re planning to stay here……?”
“Of course. This is my home. The second floor was originally my office.”
Jackal looked at her quickly, then teasingly asked,
“Why? You said you’d be my companion, and now you worry that I might do something?”
“No, no! I’ll just quietly wipe my feet…… No, cover myself with a blanket and sleep……”
“Good idea.”
Asha blushed and lay on the bed, pulling the blanket up to her neck.
From behind, Jackal looked at the documents and chuckled.
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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