The Ex-Husband Demands Reunion (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“Huh? Countess?”
At my reaction, Lady Hade’s mouth flapped open and shut, unable to continue her explanation.
“Fall in love for a thousand years? Is that the magic?”
If that were truly the case, it would be disastrous.
Right now, the man closest to me was Philip.
After Ellen was executed, Philip remarried a woman named Dallina. And now I was supposed to fall into a thousand-year love with that very Philip?
‘So I’d be the only one suffering desperately in love?’
That was utterly horrifying.
“Are you insane? You should’ve explained something that important before opening the lid!”
“C-Countess, please calm down. It’s not like that…”
Flustered by my protest, Lady Hade wiped her brow with a handkerchief and continued explaining the perfume.
“It’s… the ultra-expensive perfume featured in the novel , the one where magic perfume appears.”
“What are you talking about?”
“In the novel, this product appears as the most fragrant perfume.”
“Huh?”
Lady Hade, clearly sweating profusely, took out a handkerchief and dabbed her forehead a few times.
“The head of the Renoir trading house sponsored the author to write the novel specifically to promote sales of this perfume.”
“A novel?”
“In the story, the heroine goes to great lengths to obtain this perfume and eventually encounters the magic perfume.”
“What’s so special about it?”
“Although the magic perfume appears only once, this perfume is mentioned repeatedly—and later becomes the heroine’s lifelong favorite.”
Lady Hade gave an awkward smile.
“Thanks to the novel, this perfume has become every woman’s dream in the capital of Bourbon. It’s only just arrived in the Kingdom of Cigarette.”
So it’s basically merchandise.
“Oh, what? I thought…”
What a relief. It seemed I needed to listen to the end—not just in Korean, but in this world’s language too.
I sighed in relief and elegantly lifted my teacup.
“I was genuinely startled, thinking it was actual magic perfume.”
“…”
I felt Philip’s gaze on me.
A quick glance showed his expression was complicated and unreadable.
To Philip, I probably looked like someone bouncing around erratically.
I quickly wrapped up the topic.
“Well, anyway, since I’ve used it, it’s now secondhand. Have that one packaged, and show me the next item.”
Lady Hade instructed a clerk to wrap up the perfume.
Then she picked up an item from the wagon that looked just like a pain-relief patch.
“This is a magic patch. It’s the first time it’s been brought into this territory.”
Intrigued by the idea of a “magic patch,” I examined and touched it.
But no matter how I looked at it, it resembled an ordinary patch.
“First time here? Is it really that effective?”
Lady Hade put on a practiced sales smile.
“Absolutely. It’s a groundbreaking product we went to great lengths to import. It’s genuinely enchanted, which makes it expensive, but it relieves pain almost instantly—extremely popular among the very wealthy.”
Her confident words piqued my interest. If it worked on cuts or broken bones, it’d be worth the price.
But then I remembered the original story and grew suspicious.
‘Why didn’t Philip use this?’
After his butler Domingo died, Philip was constantly getting injured.
No matter the late king’s wishes, it wasn’t easy for a hidden prince to suddenly ascend the throne.
Before Marlboro took the throne, the novel was filled with bloody conflicts—princely rebellions happening constantly.
Amid all that, Philip, Marlboro’s protector, was bedridden for two months due to fractures and sword wounds.
‘Could it really be so expensive that only the ultra-wealthy can afford it?’
Even so, it didn’t make sense.
Philip was nothing less than a kingmaker.
Later, he’d be rewarded with a dukedom and become unimaginably wealthy—
still called “father” by Marlboro.
Dallina, whom Philip remarried, would receive the same honors.
At that time, Philip was the most powerful figure in the realm. He certainly had the means to afford even the priciest magic patches.
And Marlboro, who relied on him, was even wealthier.
“Does it work quickly even on broken bones or deep cuts?”
At my question, Lady Hade just smiled nervously, sweat beading on her brow.
Philip answered instead.
“Injuries that severe require proper treatment from a physician or mage.”
That didn’t quite add up. Even if the patch’s effect was mild, was it really worth such a high price?
“Then when exactly is this used?”
“It’s for those who can’t bear even a moment of pain. It’s a luxury item, after all.”
“…?”
“Wait a moment—that’s odd. Surely you, my lady, already knew about this patch, didn’t you?”
“Huh?”
“Isn’t this Duke Renoir’s invention?”
I felt a wave of panic.
And if Duke Renoir was my father… or brother?
Just then, the teapot ran dry.
“I’ll go fetch more tea. Please wait a moment.”
Lady Hade bowed politely, clearly relieved, and left the room.
She must have thought this was her chance to catch her breath.
“Yes… that’s right. It is Duke Renoir’s invention.”
Having said that, I worried how to recover.
Suddenly, I recalled that Ellen had despised her brother so much she practically pretended he didn’t exist—and quickly lifted my chin.
“Were they… ever really my family?”
“Huh?”
“…”
I set the magic patch back onto the wagon as if tossing it away.
“Hmph! What nonsense.”
Just then, Lady Hade returned with the teapot.
“Oh dear? Did something displease you while I was gone?”
Lady Hade asked timidly, clearly flustered.
That was when Philip’s expression changed—his unusually gentle demeanor hardening instantly. He didn’t say another word, but his look clearly said, ‘Of course you’d react that way.’
I could feel the warmth in his presence vanish abruptly.
Sweating again, Lady Hade tried to shift the mood.
“Then, the next item is…”
Even VIP shopping felt like sitting on thorns in this atmosphere.
Wanting to finish quickly, I scanned the wagon rapidly.
A pure white lace parasol, a black parasol the color of night sky, and a feather-adorned fan caught my eye.
“No need to explain everything. Just answer what I ask.”
I gestured to stop Lady Hade from launching into another description, then picked up and opened the pure white lace parasol.
It looked similar to the one I’d had earlier.
“This is essential—I’ll need it.”
Next, I picked up and unfolded the other parasol.
The night-sky-colored parasol sparkled with crystal pieces like scattered stardust.
Looking at it, I hesitated. Should I buy what I liked rather than just the basic one?
“This one’s pretty too…”
Hearing my mutter, Philip spoke to Lady Hade.
“Package both.”
“Yes, my lord.”
‘Huh?’
I absentmindedly handed the parasols to Lady Hade as she reached out.
‘I’d already bought the perfume—I only planned to get one parasol…’
But judging by Philip’s demeanor, it seemed standard for nobles to buy multiple items when visiting a boutique.
‘Well, that works out.’
Calmly, I picked up the feather-trimmed fan.
Its ribs were made of thin, milky-white stones resembling ice pop sticks, decorated with soft, luxurious feathers—exquisitely beautiful.
A gentle wave of the fan sent the full feathers stirring, creating a pleasant, soft breeze.
“It’s very lovely.”
Pleased by my compliment, Lady Hade’s face brightened as she added helpfully,
“It’s an exceptionally fine item. One of its main materials, ivory, matches the quality reserved for royal tribute.”
“Ivory? The fan ribs are ivory?”
I had to stop fanning immediately.
“Aren’t elephants rare in this world?”
“Of course! They’re nearly extinct. That’s precisely why they’re so highly prized.”
Philip, who’d been watching our exchange, quirked a smile.
“It seems the fan has utterly charmed you, my lady.”
“Yes, it’s truly beautiful.”
At my agreement, Philip gently urged again,
“Then let’s purchase the fan as well.”
At the same moment, I snapped it shut.
“I won’t use something like this.”
Philip’s expression crumpled at my words.
“Something like this?”
“Yes. Such a cruel item shouldn’t be used.”
“…Why?”
“Huh?”
For some reason, he looked genuinely shocked.
“Didn’t you, my lady, adore ivory more than anyone and use it often?”
“…”
“Besides, ivory is a profitable business in this territory—how can you call it cruel?”
He sounded utterly baffled.
I was baffled too.
‘…A profitable business here?’
Again, I felt a sinking sense of dread.
‘Another detail not in the original story—or did I just forget?’
While reading the novel, I’d only cared about the leads’ fates. I’d never paid attention to side characters like Philip running businesses.
Anyway, Philip was now staring at me as if asking, ‘How could you not know?’—so I needed to fix this.
“I used to like ivory, but not anymore. If they’re endangered, we should protect them, shouldn’t we?”
“…”
“To kill elephants just because their tusks are pretty… no matter how I think about it, it’s horrifying.”
Philip’s brow furrowed even deeper.
“I never expected to hear such words from you, my lady.”
“What’s wrong with that? It’s the truth! Do you even know how long elephants take to reproduce? A full two years! And their intelligence is so high.”
“…Huh.”
Philip seemed utterly speechless.
To emphasize my stance even more strongly, I clicked my tongue pointedly.
“I’d even like to establish an elephant protection law.”
“Huh? A protection law…?”
“Yes. Isn’t it both cruel and shameless? Elephant hunting should be banned, and those who kill elephants punished. As the lord of this land, you could make it happen.”
Suddenly, Philip’s expression turned icy.
“Have you thought this way all along?”
“…Huh?”
Philip said nothing in response to my answer.
He took out a pocket watch, checked the time, rose from his seat, and addressed Lady Hade.
“Charge everything the Countess buys today to the Morris earldom.”
“What? Everything?”
“And the perfume and parasols… it would be best if you, Lady Hade, personally handle the packaging. Right now.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Once we were alone, Philip said,
“I must take my leave now, my lady. Please enjoy the rest of your shopping.”
His tone felt strangely cold.
“…?”
“…”
‘Wasn’t he being considerate of me just now? Why did the mood shift so suddenly?’
Truthfully, this coldness was his usual attitude toward Ellen. Still, I felt momentarily confused—and, for a fleeting instant, a little hurt.
‘If I say something good, shouldn’t he feel more reassured that I’ve changed?’
No matter how I thought about it, my words were perfectly reasonable. Maybe not very “villainess-like,” but certainly not outrageous.
‘Could it be… that no matter how I change, Ellen’s fate won’t change?’
That thought filled me with anxiety.
If they’ll always see me as a hopeless villainess no matter what I do, that would be disastrous.
‘How can I completely avoid the dead flag?’
I turned to Sir Mild, who’d been standing at attention behind the sofa, and asked lightly,
“Why is he acting like that?”
“My apologies, my lady.”
“Right? Even Sir Mild doesn’t know, huh?”
“It’s not that…”
“Huh? You do know?”
Sir Mild hesitated to speak.
“It’s fine—just tell me honestly.”
“Well… your remarks about ivory were a bit harsh, my lady.”
“My words were harsh? Why?”
Sir Mild looked at me as if wondering if I truly didn’t understand.
“Explain.”
“Ivory trade is one of Master’s main businesses, isn’t it?”
‘…Main business?’
“And recently, Master himself went elephant hunting.”
“…!”
It clicked instantly.
I’d just openly criticized Philip without batting an eye.
No matter how right my words were, it couldn’t feel good to hear direct criticism from the person receiving it.
‘If I apologize by saying I didn’t know, it’ll sound insincere.’
Internally conflicted, I decided to stop worrying.
‘Ah, whatever happens, happens. We’re getting divorced anyway.’
Even if he was upset, I wouldn’t end up doomed just for speaking up for animal protection.
Then Sir Mild asked cautiously,
“At this point, my lady, I’m truly curious—might you tell your loyal knight?”
“Tell you what?”
After checking that no one else was within earshot, Sir Mild lowered his voice.
“Was this divorce… perhaps planned from the start?”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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A gust of wind rustled black hair. And a pair of very startled purple eyes met m
A gust of wind rustled black hair. And a pair of very startled purple eyes met mine directly.
But Philip wasn’t foolish enough to believe that lie.
Unfortunately, Philip is foolish enough to believe that the truth is a lie.
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Ha! Instead of covering up Eileen’s actions, Philip added firewood to the fire. But the prince really deserves to be beaten. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ – ˵ ) ✧
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This is a repeat of an earlier chapter, not actually chapter 91 – please fix
This is a repeated chapter.
Repeat chapter