Sharletti momentarily lost her words, unable to argue back.
Wondering why his accurate statement sounded so irritating, she narrowed her eyes in annoyance.
“I’ll wash the dishes.”
Right after the meal, he naturally took the dishes to wash them.
However, Sharletti pushed his muscular forearm away and snatched the dishes back.
“Stay seated.”
Limping slightly, she refused to share the chores.
He was a patient too. She had no intention of making a patient do dishes.
“…”
Pushed aside by Sharletti, the man raised his eyebrows, looking like he had much to say.
Why such stubbornness? Is this a common trait among doctors?
He watched Sharletti with a disapproving look for a while, then suddenly seemed to feel something missing and looked down.
“Ah.”
Clicking his tongue shortly, the man roughly swept his hair back.
He just realized that he had been without his shirt after sewing the button and seam that tore several times a day.
He quickly went back to Sharletti’s room to dress and came out.
Sharletti, who had finished washing the dishes, eyed him seriously.
‘It looks like his clothes are tight every time he puts them on… or is it my imagination?’
The roughly sewn seam seemed to strain against his frame.
‘I should have brought clothes too. I was too preoccupied and forgot.’
Given her financial situation, the best she could do was fabric.
That meant she had to sell herbs to earn money, and she would need to go up the mountain diligently.
“Why is your leg like that?”
Caught in her thoughts and limping slightly, Sharletti was stopped by the man.
Feigning ignorance about her right leg’s pain, she tilted her head.
The man’s expression became slightly askew.
“Fine. Then go rest.”
“I’ve rested enough.”
She had taken breaks while preparing the meal, so it wasn’t entirely untrue.
But he didn’t seem to buy it, judging by his slightly skewed expression. In fact, he probably expected Sharletti to not be frank about her leg condition.
Ignoring his gaze, Sharletti picked up a basket.
“Where are you going now?”
He immediately snatched the basket from her.
Startled by his impudent action, she composed herself and exercised patience.
“I had to go to the village because many soldiers got injured yesterday. I’ll need more medicine for tomorrow.”
“Don’t go.”
His words came out reflexively, and he rubbed his lips in an awkward manner.
Sharletti noticed the fleeting emotion in his expression.
“So, I mean… it’s late, getting colder, and besides…”
“…”
His expression showed he was worried about her after the long day.
Sharletti simply held his hand instead of offering trite words of comfort or encouragement.
“I’ll be back earlier tomorrow. There won’t be any more visits from soldiers to the house. Focus on recovering. I said before, right? Once the soldiers leave, we can go out together.”
“Right.”
The man’s expression softened as he felt the letters written on his palm.
Sharletti watched him, fascinated at how he could understand all her lengthy finger-spelling.
‘He reads everything I write, even the long ones.’
While finger-spelling usually worked best when brief and simple, he was intently reading all of Sharletti’s messages.
He was giving his full attention to her words, her letters.
Flushed with a vague sense of happiness at this ordinary realization, Sharletti’s cheeks warmed.
“I’ll make it quick tomorrow. There are others to help.”
“Ah.”
He nodded as if understanding.
“He’s quite a clever aspiring doctor.”
“?”
Sharletti tilted her head slightly in confusion.
‘Ah, he must have heard Tein’s voice in the cave.’
Without much suspicion, she was about to let it go when the man added something.
“The kid seemed fearless, not typical for his age.”
“…”
Sharletti stopped finger-spelling.
The words ‘seemed fearless’ echoed in her ears.
‘If Tein went up the mountain, could it be?’
The hypothesis Sharletti had been trying not to connect gained traction. She took a step towards him.
“Did Tein come here? Did you meet him?”
Despite her hopes that Tein hadn’t met him!
Sharletti raised her head, and the man caught the astonishment in her crimson eyes.
Taken aback by her reaction, the man hesitated for a moment.
“He came during the day. Said he brought cookies.”
He gestured towards the back of Sharletti’s kitchen.
There, she noticed a small bundle she had missed. It was a package Tein often left behind, which she had ignored, assuming it was just another one of his forgotten items.
‘But that couldn’t be, could it?’
Sharletti bit her lip.
The man easily read the distrust in Sharletti’s worries.
His eyes hardened.
“Are you worried I might have harmed that kid?”
His voice was suppressed, as if holding back anger.
‘But, that’s not…’
She should have instantly denied it, but her moment of hesitation didn’t escape him.
His eyebrows furrowed mercilessly.
“So you thought, since I have amnesia, I might do something terrible to a child? Well, considering my past, I deserve such distrust.”
His voice dripped with cold sarcasm and self-contempt.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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