She had clearly watched herself drawing her last breath. Shocked, she stood gaping as he murmured.
“Why, aren’t you happy? That I have returned alive.”
Was this a matter of happiness or not? Lea had just stiffened up, still not fully understanding the situation.
Seeing her like this, the man took her hand and led her.
“Disappointing.”
Then he took her hand and pressed it to his cheek.
“When I died, you were crying and making such a fuss.”
After a while, the man growlingly spoke while pressing his cheek against her hand.
“It was all a lie?”
She felt the man’s breath over her palm where his lips had landed.
“It’s not that. But, Count, you definitely were out of breath……. ”
“I had lost it.”
With a smirk, as if he found Lea’s reaction amusing, the man spoke.
“But, thinking about you chattering with other guys in my absence.”
A cold light flashed in the man’s red eyes.
“I feel sick to my stomach.”
‘What?’
She was astounded enough that the count, whom she thought was dead, had come back to life. The abrupt statement was just…….
Without knowing it, she swallowed her saliva and began to examine the place where she had been lying down.
An unfamiliar room. It was too dark to see properly, but one thing was clear. It was incredibly lavish.
Then, the man spoke her name in a very soft voice, unlike before.
“Lea.”
His fingertips, which gripped her chin as if warning her not to look away, were hot.
‘Was the count originally……. like this?’
With a strange look, Lea scrutinized the man piece by piece.
His skin seemed to glow with an excess of blood, and the firmly set pectoral muscles visible through his opened gown.
Regardless of her will, her gaze slowly started to travel downwards, passing over the hard muscles of his abdomen.
gulp.
Forcing her gaze upwards, Lea lifted her head.
The man, who seemed amused by Lea’s reaction, gently brushed her earlobe.
“I apologize for calling you a turncoat.”
His deep bass voice brushed past her ear.
“Thanks to you, I feel like I have been reborn.”
The man’s long fingers stroked her cheek, murmuring in a voice that seemed to disbelieve the moment even now.
“From now on, everything will be different.”
In the heavily shadowed room, the gazes of the two men intertwined in the air.
“……Yes? What is……. ”
It was instantaneous. The man climbed on top of her. Without realizing it, the count was on top of Lea, who had leaned against the bed.
“Co, count?”
“I thought you would be a little happy.”
He gently responded, removing one by one the strands of hair that clung to Lea’s cheek.
“Didn’t you wish for me to get better?”
Indeed, she had.
Perhaps in this mansion. No, there might not be anyone throughout the empire who had wished for the Count to recover more than she did.
‘But, this is too much recovery even for good health!’
Wasn’t this the man who was almost dying, no, really gasping for breath just a few days ago? The Akkia she knew was not such a masculine man.
He was a Count who was so frail he had received a sentence of not having much time to live. Now he was overpowering her like this.
The unfamiliar sensation that had been pressing down on her belly since earlier started to bother her. She hoped it was not what she thought it was.
But before she could find an answer, a voice mixed with a deep breath came from Akkia.
“Lea.”
Once again, she swallowed dryly and pushed his shoulder away.
“Um, Count……? First, let’s talk calmly……”
“Strange.”
“……Yes?”
“I feel too much strength in my body.”
The deep desire in the man’s eyes pressed down on her.
“Too much to control.”
His red eyes, boiling as if to swallow her up. The lust wavering in those red depths made her feel like she might lose her mind.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Her heart’s loud sound boasted its presence, as if hitting a drum. To the point where she thought she might die if her heart continued to race like this.
“So, Lea.”
His deep breath flowed out, seeming close enough that their lips might touch at any moment.
“Take responsibility.”
Then, gradually he climbed up the thin wrist of Lea, interlocking his fingers with hers at each knuckle.
“You made me this way.”
As if he wouldn’t even give her a tiny gap to escape.
The frail Count had gotten better. Much, much better.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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