“…You also went through tough times, so you should understand my feelings, right? Do you know how significant a secret like being a mistress is? Could you overlook it just because we share similar circumstances?”
Tears welled up in Miryu’s eyes as she felt unjust.
“Miryu.”
However, Estelle’s expression remained unaffected.
“Don’t delude yourself.”
“…”
“That only made sense before you betrayed me and belittled me. Did you turn me into a villain, tormenting and causing scars because you understood me that well?”
“That’s…!”
Miryu tightly clenched the hem of her dress with her fist.
“I couldn’t help it. As a mistress, adopted by the poor Juti Viscount, what could I have done?”
Juti Viscount adopted Miryu for the sake of a good marriage deal.
So, to help her impoverished family, she had to marry into a prominent household. However, Miryu lacked outstanding beauty, noticeable talents, or convincing abilities.
Estelle was a golden opportunity for someone like Miryu.
If not for Estelle, Miryu would not have been able to attract attention.
“So, our parents did show me kindness, but that was only because they thought I would marry well. So, I had to use any means necessary…”
“So.”
Estelle slowly stood up from her seat.
With a step, Estelle walked towards Miryu. Miryu shivered involuntarily.
‘Why is that?’
Estelle had a slimmer and more fragile build than Miryu. Yet, standing in front of Estelle, an inexplicable fear surged.
As if cornered.
“Do I have to understand you?”
“But, in the end, everything turned out well for you!”
Miryu stepped back and shouted.
“You married Duke Blanche and are living well as a wealthy duchess. If you’re living so well, can’t you let go of the past?”
The more Miryu spoke, the more unjust she felt. Estelle effortlessly married Duke Blanche with just a pretty face, even easily capturing Hessen’s heart, which Miryu had tried so hard to win.
“All I want is just one thing! Why are you trying to take even that last thing away?”
Estelle, who had been silently observing Miryu, suddenly smiled.
“Yeah, I heard you well. I won’t ever disclose your secret.”
“Not disclose it…?”
“Yeah, so relax.”
Miryu asked with a suspicious look.
“Why?”
“Why indeed.”
At that moment, Estelle, holding a wine glass, swung it towards the wall.
Crash!
Wine shards scattered on the office floor. Estelle, with satisfaction, spilled the wine she held onto the floor and wiped her hands clean.
“You, you’re insane! What the…”
“Don’t make a fuss.”
Estelle, covered in spilled red wine, grinned broadly.
“Weren’t you saying something like that?”
Miryu blinked dumbfoundedly. With an elegant smile, Estelle passed by Miryu.
“So, as you said, I’ll do it.”
“…”
“Like a libertine villain.”
And she forcefully opened the door.
Amidst the noise of breaking glass, some people enjoying the party rushed in. Among them was Hessen, Miryu’s fiance.
Miryu’s face brightened.
“Hessen!”
But Estelle’s sorrowful voice came first.
“Miryu, how could you…”
Suddenly covering her face with both hands, Estelle shook her shoulders as if shedding tears. She staggered through the crowd as if stumbling.
Hessen, fearing that Estelle might collapse, caught her and asked.
“Is there something wrong?”
“Oh, Prince.”
Estelle lowered her innocent eyes, and tears glistened in her large, shimmering blue eyes.
“M-Miryu didn’t do it. It’s not her fault.”
Wiping the wine off her hands with embarrassment, Estelle stammered.
“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”
Without realizing it, Estelle cast a sidelong glance at Miryu, covering her face. Hessen took out a handkerchief and wiped Estelle while asking Miryu.
“Miryu, what happened here?”
Estelle, soaked in spilled wine, and Miryu, in perfect attire.
To anyone watching, the aggressor was evident. Miryu was too overwhelmed, and the words didn’t come out immediately.
Even from her own perspective, knowing the whole situation, Estelle seemed too perfect, like an innocent victim.
The red wine splattered all over her body didn’t make Estelle look grotesque; instead, it made her more pitiable and beautiful.
If Miryu is having such thoughts, others might think the same.
“Hessen, this is all Estelle’s fault.”
“Miryu, I understand you. But…”
Accepting Hessen’s handkerchief with gratitude, Estelle lowered her head.
“Today seems a bit challenging. Let’s talk again later.”
Leaving Miryu in that situation, Estelle ran away with a pitiful look.
A sly smile appeared on Estelle’s lips as she escaped from Royum Mansion as if fleeing.
‘I thought only you could lie?’
Because of Miryu, Estelle always had to explain things she hadn’t committed. Even if no one believed her, she had to say something.
‘Now it’s your turn.’
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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