“Your Excellency agonized and struggled, but in the end could not ignore my wishes. So please do not punish Your Excellency for lying about not finding the silver-haired healer, but punish me for instigating Your Excellency to lie, Your Majesty.”
The last sentence seemed to be spoken with a slight sob.
That’s when it happened. Clap, clap, clap! Applause echoed through the quiet banquet hall. It was Caspian.
Caspian, whose nature was easily swayed by emotions, seemed quite moved by the sight of Killian and Veronia kneeling together before him and begging for forgiveness. Caspian opened his mouth.
“Both of you look very good. Beautiful. I feel choked up as if I’m witnessing a scene of true love. Love in these harsh times!”
Sandra frowned deeply, silently screaming ‘What is he saying now? Are you crazy?’, but the oblivious Caspian had no way of noticing.
Clap, clap, clap! Applause erupted from here and there. It was applause in agreement with Caspian’s statement.
Or people were clapping because the person next to them was clapping. Thus, the sound of applause in the banquet hall grew louder and louder. Sandra was bewildered by this absurd scene.
Caspian shouted in a loud voice as he knelt down.
“Please look kindly upon these two people’s love and bestow your boundless grace, Your Majesty.”
Sandra thought this was utterly maddening. ‘You shouldn’t act like that here!’ Sandra screamed silently, but it seemed to be a language too difficult for Caspian to understand.
‘This fool! To think I gave birth to and raised a child like you!’
Sandra looked down at the kneeling Caspian and bit her lower lip tightly. Her pupils, containing her only biological son, shook precariously.
Though Caspian was the child she had painfully given birth to, Sandra always had a vague fear that he would stab her in the back at some crucial moment. Just like now.
But the more serious problem was that Caspian had no idea about this fact. His actions, done without any intention but simply following what his mood and emotions dictated, ended up being like sticking a knife in the back of his own side.
The situation kept getting worse. Now the nobles who had been watching each other began to kneel down together. As if it was the most noble action they could show in this place right now.
“Please bestow your boundless grace, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager.”
“Please bestow your boundless grace, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager.”
Now Sandra was the only one standing in the banquet hall. Everyone’s gaze turned to Sandra. She felt dizzy in this unpredictable and awkward situation.
‘What kind of situation is this? Have I received this much attention from so many people in the last 10 years?’
No, never. Rather than being angry now, she was just dumbfounded. But she couldn’t just keep standing there in a daze. Everyone was waiting for her answer.
‘Don’t show your emotions. You have to give them the answer they want.’
Sandra repeated to herself. This matter had already slipped out of her hands. From the moment the clueless Caspian started clapping.
No, from the moment Killian knelt down and begged for forgiveness in front of everyone. All she could do was put on a smile for public consumption.
“How could receiving punishment for such a thing be acceptable?”
Sandra approached Killian and Veronia with graceful steps. She pulled their hands to help them stand up.
“My heart won’t allow me to lay blame and impose punishment for what happened due to the tender affection between you two… I will not lay any blame for this incident. This is my engagement gift for you both.”
As soon as Sandra finished speaking, Killian and Veronia bowed their heads together and expressed their gratitude.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. We will not forget this grace.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager.”
It wasn’t just them. Everyone in the banquet hall expressed their gratitude to Sandra.
“Thank you for your boundless grace.”
“Long live the Empress Dowager!”
“Merciful Empress Dowager!”
A most benevolent smile spread across Sandra’s entire face as she looked down at the kneeling people. But her inner feelings were the opposite.
‘Killian, I’ve been completely outmaneuvered by that person! Damn it!’
An unpleasant feeling lingered, as if filth was stuck somewhere on her body.
Sandra pondered how she could repay what had happened to her today. She wanted to pay it back properly someday. No, she had to.
[This is the timeline separator]The commotion finally settled down. And at last, the official engagement party began.
Was it because of the sense of solidarity from witnessing and experiencing the dramatic scene together? Or was it because of the intoxication of achieving an aristocratic accomplishment by working together? The party atmosphere heated up more joyfully than ever.
The Duchess of Drea raised her champagne glass high, drawing everyone’s attention.
“The wedding of my son, Duke Killian Drea, and his lover, Lady Nia Lampert, is scheduled to be held two months from now.”
Everyone gathered in the banquet hall opened their eyes wide in surprise at the Duchess’s announcement.
“Oh my! Two months from now! So soon?”
“They must be in a hurry! It’s love, love!”
Exclamations burst out here and there among the crowd. It was surprising indeed, as most couples hold their wedding at least a year after the engagement ceremony, but theirs was to be in two months. The Duchess opened her mouth again with a bright smile all over her face.
“I believe that everyone who attended today will also attend the wedding.”
At this polite invitation or request, all the nobles nodded their heads vigorously. They seemed very pleased to have been invited to Duke Drea’s wedding.
“Of course!”
“Certainly!”
“We’ll be looking forward to it, Duchess.”
As favorable responses were heard, the Duchess’s smile deepened. She raised her arm holding the champagne glass even higher and said,
“Let’s make a toast, wishing that the love between Duke Killian Drea and Lady Nia Lampert will bear beautiful fruit.”
The nobles filling the banquet hall raised their champagne glasses high, following the Duchess.
“May you both be happy!”
“May the goddess’s blessing be with the new couple!”
“Congratulations!”
“We support your beautiful love!”
Blessings for Killian and Veronia, who would become husband and wife in two months, burst out from here and there.
Although Veronia had been anxious and uncomfortable throughout the party, at this moment, gratitude and emotion enveloped her entire body.
The fact that she would soon marry Killian, the fact that she had set foot again in aristocratic society that she had left five years ago, became clearly real in this moment.
That’s when it happened. Killian gently took her hand. His large, firm hand enveloped her entire delicate hand.
“I will do better from now on.”
His sweet baritone voice tickled her earlobe. When her eyes met Killian’s, who was smiling softly with his eyes half-closed, Veronia’s heart fluttered pleasantly.
Am I worthy to be by this man’s side? Am I worthy to marry this man? Am I worthy to receive this man’s love? The doubts that had tormented her mind for days evaporated in an instant.
Suddenly everything felt so natural. As if making all her previous worries seem meaningless.
‘The only place for me is by this man’s side. He’s the only person I want to marry. I want to give as much love as I receive from this man.’
Veronia’s eyes moistened. The two toasted each other, looking at each other. It was a moment as blissful as a dream.
She wanted to ignore Sandra’s sharp gaze looking this way.
[This is the timeline separator]As a beautiful waltz melody flowed out, Killian extended his hand to Veronia, asking for a dance. Veronia gently took his hand and followed his lead.
Everyone’s gaze focused on today’s main characters, Veronia and Killian. They were a beautiful couple that looked even more beautiful together than apart.
People thought the well-matched couple looked like a painting.
However, the gazes toward Veronia, who exuded a far more elegant and alluring figure than anyone here despite being a commoner, were not entirely kind.
Meanwhile, in one corner of the banquet hall, Caspian was asking Espin for a dance.
Espin disliked everything about taking his hand or looking at his face, but she couldn’t refuse. He was the prince of this empire, and this was a banquet hall with many onlookers.
‘Think of it as minimum courtesy and endure it, endure. Just this once. There won’t be a second time.’
After admonishing herself, Espin barely managed to take Caspian’s hand. But as soon as she took his hand, goosebumps ran down her nape. It was an involuntary physical reaction.
‘After seeing that terrible behavior right before my eyes at the festival, his face and smile all look vicious. Especially this hand.’
Despite Caspian’s objectively very handsome face, the feeling of fear was stronger than the feeling of handsomeness.
Espin couldn’t help but be tense the whole time holding his hand, as Caspian seemed like a madman who might suddenly change at any moment.
Espin tried to force a smile while hiding her inner feelings, but it wasn’t easy. Only an awkward smile formed due to her tense facial muscles.
While dancing with Caspian to the music, Espin felt like she was tasting hell to the point of feeling faint. She wished and wished again for the song to end quickly.
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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