Prince Khaled’s gaze clung to Velia, not breaking away.
Velia was never that cruel a person to begin with.
While her resolve for revenge was strong, she was not cold enough to be ruthless even to those unrelated.
“The future you know is constantly changing.”
So it would not be strange if the hearts of those she treated sincerely in these changing times also changed.
But Velia would doubt, and continue to doubt.
“All the people you’ve treated sincerely in your unconscious mind…”
Prince Khaled momentarily paused.
“…Are the ones living in this moment. They are not the lingering souls stuck in the life you have experienced.”
Upon hearing his words, Velia’s previously cheerful expression gradually hardened.
It was natural for the environment to change as she changed.
But Velia had been denying this obvious fact.
“…I know.”
Velia responded with a shaky, uneasy voice.
However, Prince Khaled didn’t stop.
“No, you don’t.”
His eyes were heavy.
“So don’t turn away as if you can’t believe that the people of the empire genuinely like you now.”
Velia must quickly realize that she is not the empress who was abandoned by the emperor, ridiculed by nobles, and ignored by the people.
Prince Khaled conveyed the truth more firmly once more.
“The you then and the you now are different.”
Every tiny step taken with the resolve to not create a tragic ending had already created such a vast gap.
The Velia here now is proactive and strong, not the powerless and frail empress.
“Am I different from back then…?”
Velia’s pupils trembled finely.
The shadows of the past shattered, slowly breaking like cracks forming in a mirror.
The image of the foolish empress who had once believed someone else’s glory would become her light was shattered into pieces and dispersed.
“Why doubt the goodwill sent your way by others when you believe in your own abilities? You’ve earned it all.”
To lighten the tense atmosphere, Prince Khaled loosened his hardened expression and tossed out a light joke.
“If you really can’t believe it, why don’t you take a walk down the street with me next time?”
He whispered that if we walked down the street together, people would follow us, scattering flowers.
“We could become the Pied Pipers. What do you say? A road of cheers and flower petals would spread out behind us.”
Seeing Prince Khaled’s refreshing smile, Velia’s expression also gradually relaxed.
“I thought it might be fun to take a walk in the drizzle, riding on your popularity.”
The way he was, it seemed he was ready to grab her hand and go out onto the street any moment.
A faint smile reappeared on Velia’s face.
“What if nothing happens?”
“Then we simply go on a date, just the two of us.”
Prince Khaled looked at Velia and smirked mischievously.
“I can’t. I’ve been too busy lately.”
“Hmm. That’s really a shame.”
Prince Khaled said as he stood up, acting somewhat petulant.
He then swiftly picked Velia up in a tight embrace.
“Velia, you will be the most beloved Empress in the history of the empire. I guarantee it.”
Endlessly affectionate words.
However, Velia’s lips did not easily part upon hearing them.
It was a story entirely different from the curse someone had once laid upon her.
“Didn’t I say I would give back what was taken from you?”
Prince Khaled asked Velia. But it didn’t seem like he was waiting for an answer, as he continued speaking right away.
“Even if it’s a time I don’t know, I will also return the glory that was taken from you.”
(This is a time marker.)
The words Prince Khaled left behind kept circling in her mind.
‘Stolen glory…’
She felt uneasy.
But there was still much to do today.
Velia shook her head and hurriedly cast away her distractions.
“Sigh…”
She slowly straightened up and picked up her pen. She had to inform those who had said they would participate in the bazaar about her visit to the Imperial Palace.
Meeting sometime next week to discuss plans seemed like a good idea.
The general outline was set, and she planned to finalize it after hearing their opinions.
And, most importantly, she needed to build a good rapport with them.
After carefully writing several letters, Velia leaned back in her chair and tilted her head back. Her neck was stiff.
‘The most beloved Empress in the Empire.’
Velia couldn’t help but snort.
It was a term that did not suit her at all.
Moreover, in the Ingott Empire, that there were people who were unconditionally kind to her.
“…Unbelievable.”
But Prince Khaled told her that everything right now was not just a phantom in her memory, but things of the living moment.
Velia dimmed her eyes and covered them with her hands.
‘Human emotions are so fleeting. They’ll definitely change and waver.’
But she wanted to believe in what Prince Khaled was saying.
Therefore, she wanted to trust him.
“…”
She hated doubting that his kindness would soon disappear and that this affection he was showing her was just a fleeting interest.
It was as if she could hear Emperor Raul’s mocking laughter in her ears. Asking if, after experiencing such things, she could fall in love and fully trust someone again.
Velia was still tied down by her past life. She had managed to shake some of it off, but erasing those memories completely was not easy.
‘Prince Khaled is different from Raul.’
However.
“Sigh…”
Velia cut away the sprouting anxiety with a sigh.
Then she covered her face with her hands and laid her head on the desk.
“…No, he’s different.”
He won’t change.
You can trust him.
He’s not Raul.
“Don’t be scared, Velia.”
Velia muttered this sentence over and over.
Don’t be scared, Velia.
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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