Sunlight shone through the half-open curtains.
Arasila turned to her side and opened her eyes. It was slightly earlier than usual. Through her sleepy vision, a face that instantly made her mind clear came into view.
Shimmering silver hair, delicate eyes, sharp nose, neat lips.
Demian lay straight as a statue. The soft morning sunlight of spring brightly illuminated his handsome features. Arasila quietly gazed at his chiseled profile.
After tearing up the marriage contract and deciding to become an official couple, the two merged their bedrooms. Demian no longer uncomfortably used the office sofa, but lay down beside Arasila when night fell.
However, since they were both accustomed to sleeping alone for a long time, they needed a period of adjustment. For example, like now, seeing each other’s faces first thing upon waking.
‘Hmm, handsome as always.’
Even after sharing a bed for several weeks, she still marveled every time.
As if hearing her inner thoughts, Demian, who had been sleeping quietly, suddenly turned towards Arasila. Thanks to this, his face, which seemed carefully sculpted by God, was visible even closer.
Soon, Demian’s eyelids slowly opened. Arasila, who had been openly observing him, smiled brightly and greeted him as their eyes met.
“Did you sleep well, Demian?”
“Good morning to you too, my lady.”
“Yes, it’s a pleasant sight first thing in the morning.”
Demian chuckled and reached out to fix Arasila’s hair that had fallen. Propping himself up on one arm, he left light kisses on Arasila’s cheek and lips.
“Shall we get up now?”
“Alright.”
Demian naturally helped Arasila up as she stretched out her arms. His large hand steadily supported her back, then slowly caressed downwards before leaving.
Arasila felt a ticklish sensation from the hot warmth transmitted through the thin nightgown. She thought she would never find special meaning in spending a lifetime with someone.
Watching her husband’s back as he left for the bathroom first, she realized once again today how wrong her thoughts had been. How wonderful it was to be two instead of one.
Remembering that there was still some distance left to be closed, she slowly stretched.
It was a good morning.
[This is the timeline separator]After sharing a goodbye kiss with Demian in front of the carriage, Arasila went to work at the magic tower.
After finishing her morning work diligently, she had lunch outside with Paula who came to visit during lunchtime. As they were chatting about this and that, Paula handed over a white envelope when dessert arrived.
“I’m getting married this fall, Arasila. It took longer than expected, didn’t it?”
Paula smiled faintly at her friend who was checking the wedding invitation with a dazed expression. She had gotten engaged much earlier than Arasila, but the wedding had been postponed due to her partner’s circumstances.
Now that the date was finally set officially, she came to deliver the invitation to her best friend in person.
“Congratulations, Paula. I hope you live happily ever after. I’ll definitely come to the wedding no matter what.”
“Thank you, Arasila. I’m aiming to have a good marriage like you two.”
Arasila and Demian’s couple had entered a stable period after going through turbulent times. Paula, who had watched their hardships from the side, smiled proudly as if it were her own accomplishment.
“Can I ask you various things as a senior in marriage?”
“Of course. I can tell you anything, so don’t hesitate to ask.”
Arasila said proudly, puffing out her chest. Her eyes blazed with the desire to help her friend in any way possible. Paula, who was drinking tea with a smile, suddenly asked as if she just remembered.
“Oh, where did you go for your honeymoon? I need to decide soon but I’m not sure.”
“…Huh? Ah, we were busy then so we couldn’t go on a honeymoon…”
Arasila answered sheepishly. Her promise to tell anything immediately became empty.
“Oh right! I forgot about that! I’m sorry.”
Arasila waved her hand to say it was okay to her friend who drooped her eyebrows. She cut and ate the cake that came as dessert.
As they chatted about other topics and there was a brief pause in the conversation, Paula carefully opened her mouth.
“But don’t you regret not going on a honeymoon? I’m already excited thinking about where to go and for how long.”
“Hmm, I haven’t really thought about it much.”
“Consider it even now, Arasila. Those are all memories, you know.”
“I see…”
Arasila had a thoughtful look on her face. Memories. Come to think of it, she didn’t seem to have many bright memories with Demian. In fact, it hadn’t been long since they confirmed their feelings for each other and became a real couple.
It might not be bad for us to go on a honeymoon now.
Having made that judgment, Arasila went straight to find Demian as soon as she got off work. She ran into him right at the entrance, and he kissed her cheek.
“I’m home, my lady.”
“Welcome back. I have something to tell you, Demian.”
Arasila, who did not reject his strong arms wrapping around her waist, looked up and spoke while half-embraced in his arms.
Demian, who had been carefully taking in his wife’s face that he hadn’t seen during work hours, had a puzzled expression.
“What is it?”
“Let’s go on a honeymoon.”
Demian’s eyes widened slightly at the unexpected proposal. Finding his wife’s determined and solemn face cute, he nodded willingly with a small smile.
After all, if Arasila said she wanted to do something, he would gladly walk through hellfire.
“It’s sudden, but alright. I’ll choose candidate locations and make plans, so you just need to pick one, my lady.”
“Okay.”
Arasila smiled with satisfaction and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.
Smooch, smooch. Gazes full of fondness from all around watched the master couple exchanging kisses without pause.
A few days later, Demian chose a total of five places and sent the plans to his wife. Among them, the place Arasila chose was the Kingdom of Roshan.
The country where young Demian was sent to study abroad, almost as if exiled. Located in the northwest of the empire, it was famous for its beautiful coastline and quite crowded with tourists in the summer.
Once the honeymoon destination was decided, everything else happened quickly. Arasila officially took summer vacation from the magic tower and prepared to leave. No one stood in her way as she had already finished all the work she needed to do in advance.
“Kids, I’ll be taking a break for a while. Stay well and fight moderately, okay?”
“Yes, senior. But where are you going?”
Sally stretched her neck out and asked curiously. Arasila answered nonchalantly while packing her bag.
“I’m going on a honeymoon to the Kingdom of Roshan. I’ll buy you all souvenirs on the way back.”
“Wow, thank you! Have a great honeymoon!”
“Sure, see you when the vacation is over.”
Arasila waved with a bright smile. Sally and Rudy were busy bickering with each other again after saying goodbye to her.
Anyway, they get along well. Arasila hummed as she walked away.
Demian left the Red Hawk Knights in Isaac’s care. The two boarded an airship bound for the Kingdom of Roshan with only a few servants.
Thump, thump, thump.
A pleasant resonance took over their hearts. Arasila stood by the window, looking down at the vast landscape spread out below. Demian stood beside her, gently embracing her shoulders.
“Somehow I feel excited.”
“You too? Maybe because it’s our first trip together, I’m really looking forward to it as well.”
“I hope we can make unforgettable memories for just the two of us while we’re there.”
Arasila smiled in agreement and leaned her head on his chest. As they got closer to their destination, the excitement and anticipation grew even more.
When they finally set foot on the land of the Kingdom of Roshan, a strong wind carrying the salty air from the beach blew as if welcoming the two. Demian held onto Arasila’s hat to keep it from flying away.
“It’s really beautiful.”
Arasila marveled at the scenery of the Kingdom of Roshan, where colorful buildings of various sizes were set against the backdrop of an emerald sea.
While she was busy taking in the sights of the unfamiliar kingdom, Demian, who wasn’t particularly impressed, focused on paying attention to and looking after his wife. Seeing her eyes sparkling like a child’s, a smile naturally formed on his lips as well.
Eventually, the two took a carriage to the mansion where they would stay throughout their trip. It was the place Demian had used during his study abroad years.
Demian had hoped to get a new mansion, but Arasila refused and chose that one.
‘We can use the existing house, why buy another one? It’s not like we’ll come here often.’
‘But the mansion is small, and the exterior isn’t that pretty. Are you sure it’s okay?’
‘It’s fine. Just the fact that you once stayed there is meaningful enough for me.’
Seeing her bright smile, Demian ultimately had no choice but to order the mansion to be cleaned and decorated as much as possible in advance.
However, the first thing they did after arriving at the mansion and unpacking wasn’t resting in the neatly arranged rooms.
The king and queen of Roshan, who heard news of their visit, sent a dinner invitation, so they had to prepare to attend. Arasila and Demian rested for a very short while, then changed clothes and headed to the royal palace.
“Hahaha, welcome.”
The king with a warm impression greeted the two cordially. The two smiled politely and greeted him.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Your Majesty. I am Demian Vandermir.”
“I’m Arasila Vandermir. Thank you for inviting us.”
Of course, it was a lie. The two just wanted to enjoy their honeymoon relaxing and having fun, but the royal couple, not wanting to miss the opportunity to build a relationship with the new duke and duchess, had been greedy.
“Oh my, how can there be such a beautiful couple? You match so well, hohoho!”
The skinny queen laughed pleasantly as she complimented them. Behind her, three sisters stood quietly with their hands folded. They were the princesses of the Kingdom of Roshan.
The queen took the hand of the tallest and oldest-looking daughter among them and brought her forward.
“This is my eldest daughter, Violet. Her dream is to become a virtuous and exemplary bride like the duchess.”
“I see.”
Arasila had never been, nor wished to be, such a bride. She just nodded with an appropriate smile.
Rather, interestingly enough, it was Violet who showed a momentarily rebellious look in her eyes.
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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