The nanny swallowed hard, mesmerized by the shimmering emerald necklace in her hand.
Bang.
Returning from a walk, I entered the room to find the nanny cleaning as I had commanded.
“Nanny.”
“Oh, Miss Annette.”
The nanny trembled as if caught red-handed.
“Is the cleaning done?”
“Yes, yes…”
The nanny replied in a smaller voice than usual, avoiding eye contact.
“Hmm…”
I ran my finger along the windowsill, and some dust stuck to it. The nanny watched nervously as I rubbed my fingers together.
“Thinking about it, an old and shabby room like this doesn’t show much difference even after cleaning.”
I scoffed, belittling her effort. The nanny’s face twisted in displeasure. Showing such an expression in front of her mistress, she still hadn’t unlearned her arrogant ways.
“What are you doing? Leave now. Don’t waste time here.”
“Yes, yes! Miss Annette.”
The nanny hurried out of the room, as if hiding something.
As soon as the nanny left, I opened the drawer. The jewelry box I had deliberately placed there was shining brilliantly.
“Not as mindless as I thought.”
Though there were traces of handling, none of the valuable items inside were missing. Disappointingly.
If she had dared to touch even one of these items, I would have exposed her theft and had her thrown out of the Forshee house immediately.
〈Keep even one of my belongings, and on the day I become the Duchess, I’ll make sure the whole social world knows about Caitlin’s thieving habits.〉
After the day I fought and pulled Caitlin’s hair, I had confronted her following Darius’s departure and sternly warned her.
If she wanted to be known as a vulgar thief in society, she should keep my belongings. Sobbing, Caitlin returned all my jewels.
〈I’ll let a few missing items slide as a gesture of sisterly grace.〉
After all, the few missing jewels were nothing compared to what I intended to ‘take’ from the Forshee house.
〈Do you know how many of my things you had to sell to replace those jewels?〉
〈Why should I care? Who asked you to borrow them without permission?〉
That day, Caitlin returned the jewelry box to me with swollen, tearful eyes, as if she was giving away a piece of her own flesh.
Her frustrated and helpless expression cooled my heart.
This is what revenge is. Observing the perpetrator of my humiliation in a state of helplessness from above.
In this regard, I was displeased with the nanny’s choice to avoid punishment.
‘In fact, even now, if I ordered the Forshee family to dismiss the nanny, they would.’
I, Annette, was the nanny’s mistress. If the Forshee family heard that the nanny was disrespectful and disobedient to me, especially considering my upcoming marriage into the ducal family, they would surely dismiss her to maintain my dignity.
‘But that would just seem like a noble lady throwing a tantrum.’
Without a solid reason, the nanny could go around the neighborhood claiming she was wronged after being dismissed. People might think poorly of me, assuming I fired the nanny who had cared for me since childhood out of malice.
That wasn’t the ending I wanted.
The nanny deserved to be pointed at and shamed.
She should regret to her bones for looking down on a motherless girl, never to step foot in a noble house again.
“How should I punish her properly…”
The nanny didn’t dare touch the jewelry due to her cowardice, but she was certainly tempted.
Her unfocused eyes when I entered the room told me everything. Eyes captured by desire. A foolish person, easily swayed by a simple test.
“Should one harbor desires they cannot handle?”
I laughed softly. As long as I was Annette, I had no intention of sparing anyone who disrespected me.
“Nanny, come here.”
I called back the nanny whom I had casually dismissed.
“Nanny, you’ve worked hard all this time. Now that it’s time for you to leave, I want to repay you.”
I smiled brightly. It was a step towards pushing her into hell.
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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