The innocent and pure words of the children, free of deceit, clearly hurt Aaron’s heart.
To ease his rigid heart, she gently scratched his palm.
Today, the calluses on his hand felt rougher than usual.
From the thumb that always caressed his lips to the little finger, thicker and larger than her own fingers.
The intricate grooves created by the joints felt strangely firm and sturdy.
It was meant to comfort Aaron, but the strength emanating from his hand unexpectedly enveloped Delia’s heart warmly.
Unable to stop the playful hand, Delia continued to caress his hand.
For a while, Delia, who was playing with Aaron’s hand, suddenly shivered.
We’re already here.
The door to the head office was visible nearby.
Mother Superior holding the handle of the head office door was visible.
It’s not like it’s going to last forever.
Delia, who felt regretful in that fleeting moment, pouted her lips and slowly let go of his hand.
Just as Delia was about to tidy up her hands to hide them again between the folds of her robe.
Aaron quickly grabbed Delia’s hand, trying to escape from him.
And he brought her hand, along with his lips.
He pressed forcefully with his lips, as if engraving himself, and sucked her skin as if he were going to drink it.
Delia widened her eyes and looked at Aaron.
Aaron’s gently curved eyes were directed at Delia.
Although his eyes were smiling, the energy in his pupils was low and ominous, not fitting with the solemn convent.
The reflection of herself in his ashy eyes was also tainted with a hint of seduction.
The warm heat on the back of her hand, touched by Aaron’s lips, spread to her cheek, making it blush.
It was so hot that it made her forget to breathe.
A gentle voice penetrated through the subtle heat lingering between them.
“Grand Commander.”
The head nun standing in front of the head office hesitated for a moment as she tried to turn the door handle.
She pulled her hand off the door handle, turned her body slowly.
“What kind of tea do you like?”
The head nun asked, turning around.
In the sunlit cloister, the princess and the Grand Commander were standing.
The head nun, who had been watching them, nodded her head.
I thought you were coming together.
However, the princess of Iorenti and the Grand Commander were far apart, almost reaching the ends of both pillars.
Their gazes were also directed in opposite directions, showing no intention of facing each other.
Are you still not in a good mood?
The head nun clasped the necklace symbolizing God with a serious expression.
For the true peace between the two countries, more sincere prayers should be offered.
A faint lavender scent wafted in the head office.
On the desk, there were journals and various documents recording the children’s lives piled up.
On the documents, ink stained by a feather pen was attached to the unfinished letters at the end.
In the neat atmosphere of the head office, the gentle voice of the head nun echoed.
“Fortunately, the damage to the common people is minimal, and stability is being restored quickly.”
“Well, if there are facilities that need support or necessary resources, please contact us anytime.”
“Yes. And medicines for soldiers injured during the war….”
War and peace treaty.
Due to the sudden changes in the country, the conversation between Delia and the head nun became lengthy.
Leaning against the wall and looking at Delia, Aaron slowly turned his head to survey the surroundings.
From the operation of the country to culture and lifestyle.
Many things were different between Iorenti and Stilleit.
Among them, the most significant difference was in religion.
Although the roots were evidently the same, the disparity created by different beliefs was so vast that it couldn’t be easily bridged.
The landscape of the head office seemed unfamiliar to Aaron as much as the gap.
Unable to endure any longer, Aaron interjected himself between the two who were engrossed in conversation.
“Please continue your conversation. I’ll take a look around for a moment.”
Observing the discomfort in the Grand Commander’s expression, the head nun cautiously asked a question.
“Do you need guidance? I can call someone to guide you.”
“No, I’ll be fine alone.”
Rejecting the head nun’s offer, Aaron gave a slight nod to Delia and left the head office.
Aaron retraced the path he had walked with Delia, walking with slow steps.
The shadows cast by the pillars lining both sides of the cloister passed over Aaron’s face.
After passing through the serene cloister, the faint fragrance of wildflowers permeated the air as the tranquil garden unfolded before Aaron’s eyes.
Without hesitation, Aaron stepped into the convent’s garden.
With every step Aaron took, the grass was pressed deeply, leaving traces.
The scent of crushed grass leaves filled the air, refreshing the mind.
The clear sound of bells spreading from the bell tower echoed all the way to Aaron’s heart.
Although their beliefs were different, sunlight from the sky was warm and radiant everywhere.
So, coming to an agreement between the two nations wasn’t entirely impossible.
Locked in thoughts of peaceful ideals, Aaron was abruptly pierced by sharp words behind him.
“Beautiful Imperial soldiers.”
Uncomfortable with the commotion, Aaron furrowed his brows and slowly turned around.
A bit below eye level, the resistance fighters he had met earlier were standing under the brilliant sunlight.
“Aren’t they handsome?”
“Surely, he charmed our princess with that face of his.”
“Daring to trample on our Iorenti, dare to look down on our princess?”
“Absolutely unforgivable.”
Amidst the nuns busy welcoming the royal guests, a few troublemakers seemed to have sneaked outside.
They were tightly gripping wooden knives, apparently crafted somewhere.
Boldly declaring their intent to someone wandering alone in the garden.
“Let’s fight.”
Aaron tilted his head slightly.
Chilly ashen glares flowed obliquely toward the children.
The children flinched at the ominous aura emanating from their pupils.
“You’ll regret it.”
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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