The Plan of the Terminally-Ill Wife's Divorce - Chapter 27
How long has it been since I’ve had such a peaceful morning?
‘It’s so bright…’
“Ah, my lady! You’re awake!”
Apple, who was drawing the curtains, squealed as she saw me waking up and approached the bed.
“My lady, really! How could you fall asleep like that there yesterday? Do you remember collapsing while standing?”
“Rose… Ah, what happened to Rose?”
“Don’t worry. Miss Rose has regained her strength now. It’s all thanks to you, my lady!”
Ahem, Apple put her hands on her hips as if she had done the treatment herself. Well, Apple did suffer together all day yesterday, so I suppose she can be a little proud.
As I got up, I reflexively looked at the empty side of the bed and was surprised by my own habit. Today, Darius wasn’t here with me.
“Yesterday, you left His Grace the Grand Duke and went straight to Miss Rose, didn’t you?”
Apple chuckled.
“He woke up earlier today, afraid you might leave him behind and go somewhere again if he slept late.”
Apple lowered her voice and said, “Ahem.”
“‘It would be good for her to know how it feels to be left alone. It’s quite lonely, you know.'”
“Don’t lie. There’s no way His Grace the Grand Duke would say such a thing.”
“No, it’s true!”
Apple widened her eyes, protesting her innocence.
“Yesterday, His Grace the Grand Duke carried you to your room in his arms.”
“What? The Grand Duke carried me?”
“Well, who else would dare to touch your body if not His Grace? Ah, all the maids in the castle who witnessed that scene yesterday were talking about it, you know?”
Surely he didn’t carry me like a sack of goods over his shoulder. Surely it wasn’t the classic princess carry from romance novels.
‘Aaagh, why am I blushing over something like this?’
I thought the thickness of my face’s steel plate was quite substantial, but I was wrong. My face turned into a burning tomato over the cheesy act I had unknowingly committed.
“I can’t live with this…”
“Oh my, you’re newlyweds, what’s wrong with that!”
It’s because my husband isn’t my legal husband.
He’s a rented item with a time limit.
“Lady Temery has requested an audience to thank you for saving Miss Rose’s life. She said she’d drag Lord Lucian and her husband, Lord Temery, by their collars. She mentioned something about slamming those two idiots who can’t see an inch ahead of them to the ground to make them apologize, but it’s not urgent, so you don’t need to meet them right away. She said she’d come when you’ve recovered, my lady.”
Collars? Slam?
I think I heard some strange words in between, but that kind-looking lady couldn’t possibly do that. It must be just an exaggerated way of speaking.
“For now, I want to see Rose first.”
* * *
Long blonde hair and blue eyes. White skin with rosy cheeks. Rose Temery, who had regained her health, was a beautiful young lady.
“Hello, Rose. I’m glad to greet you again like this.”
“Are you truly happy to greet me?”
Rose Temery was still cold and willful.
“Seeing you speak like that, it seems you’re very healthy. I’m glad to see you don’t seem to have any discomfort.”
As Anette covered her mouth, genuinely moved, Rose burst out angrily.
“Don’t tell me you came all the way here expecting to receive words of gratitude from me, Grand Duchess?”
Rose Temery didn’t know why things had turned out this way. Her last memory was of getting lost in the ash forest while searching for treasure.
However, no matter how much she wandered through the forest, no familiar place appeared, and eventually, it grew dark. With nowhere to go and nowhere to return to, she finally collapsed from exhaustion.
There was a voice desperately shouting that she shouldn’t let go of the thread of life.
In her hazy memory, she was gasping with fever, and someone was comforting her.
Even in that anxious and painful moment, hearing that voice somehow made her feel at ease. It felt like she really wouldn’t be in pain anymore. And just as those words said, Rose recovered.
What awaited Rose, who had returned after teetering on the brink of death for two days, was a storm of scolding.
Lady Temery, who had been keeping watch by Rose’s bedside, scolded her incessantly. When Lady Temery finished, her father, Lord Temery, took over, and when Lord Temery left, Lord Lucian continued the admonishment without pause.
Anette appeared constantly in the scolding. It was said that Anette had found her unconscious in the forest and even saved Rose’s life with proper treatment.
Anette, Anette!
Who on earth is that woman!
Following Brother Lucian, now even her father and mother had completely fallen for that woman.
She had set out to establish her own merits, but the only reputation that had risen was that woman’s.
“You saved my life? Do you think I’ll believe that?”
Rose, emerging from her recollection, asked sharply like a cat with its claws out.
“Miss Rose, the lady went through so much trouble yesterday nursing you…”
“No, just leave it.”
Anette stopped Apple, who was getting worked up. Despite Rose’s rude words, she was still smiling.
‘Thank goodness. Her temper hasn’t died.’
Rose, who should have died, is breathing, speaking, and walking.
That alone was like a miracle to Anette.
Anette was so happy to have broken the death flag set by the original work that she couldn’t get angry no matter what Rose said.
‘If she had to completely change her personality to survive, I would have been in trouble instead.’
If the arrogant Rose had changed to a humble and shy personality instead of changing the death predicted in the original work, Anette wouldn’t have been able to bear the cringe.
“Why do you keep smiling!”
“Because I’m happy you survived.”
Anette was happy. Seeing Rose shouting at her with a face full of vitality gave her hope that she too could survive.
“You were getting cold in my arms. You were shaking as if you were about to die. And when we got here, you were running an extremely high fever and talking nonsense.”
On that night when she felt powerless, Anette made a vow. That she would save Rose. To Rose, to Anette herself, continuously.
And Anette kept that promise. This smile was a reward Anette was giving to herself.
“I don’t remember any of that.”
“It’s okay if you don’t remember. I kept praying for just one thing. For you to be safe. That such a terrible thing as the death of the girl I held in my arms would not happen.”
Anette tucked Rose’s fallen hair behind her ear.
“Rose, live long from now on. Healthily, get married too. Have children.”
Do many, many things you want to do. Write your story anew. A story that wasn’t in the original work.
“What are you saying to an unmarried maiden!”
“I’m saying good things to you. In other words, it’s called a blessing.”
Rose’s face turned bright red. Unlike Rose, who was still an unmarried maiden, Anette, already a married woman, brazenly offered her well-wishes.
“I’ve stayed too long. I’ll be going now.”
“I, I…”
As Anette smiled and was about to leave the room, Rose hesitantly opened and closed her mouth.
Everyone said that Rose owed Anette. They said she should thank her, that she should apologize with her head touching the ground.
But Rose didn’t want to apologize to that woman. She absolutely didn’t want to say thank you.
There’s no way that woman saved me. If it were me, I would never have helped. Even if I did help, I would have made a big show of it. So that woman might try to use this to push me away from Brother Darius’s side. Is she hoping I’ll do as she wants?
She thought she would be scolded.
She thought she would be treated like a pathetic, childish kid.
It wasn’t like that. Anette was genuinely caring for Rose.
She said she was happy that Rose was healthy again, that she could continue to see her. She told her to live well.
“Th-thank you!”
Rose barely managed to grab the edge of Anette’s clothes and bowed her head deeply.
“So, for saving me! And for not getting angry at me and treating me kindly! I’m saying thank you.”
Anette stared at Rose. The tips of Rose’s fingers holding onto the clothes were fidgeting, not knowing what to do.
Anette took those embarrassed hands in hers. Rose’s ears turned bright red.
“Rose, as you know, I didn’t grow up well in our house. I grew up being cautious under my stepmother. So when I see young girls, I hope they become happier than I was. Because I couldn’t enjoy my childhood.”
“…You think of that when you look at me?”
That gentle, comforting touch of Anette reminded Rose of a certain touch in her memory.
Ah, I remember now.
“Of course. I hope your days ahead are even more brilliant.”
That bright smile.
It was the smile of the angel who had nursed her when she was down with a fever.
Rose Temery learned that day that it was possible to fall in love with a woman too.
It took only a moment for Rose’s pure love, which had been devoted solely to Darius for 10 years, to change direction.
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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