Then, Lea, who was watching the count distantly, began to mix the fever reducer with the medicine. She had to end this all at once.
‘He has to drink it, even if I force him.’
Lea pressed his solid upper body with one arm and covered the count’s face. Then, she slowly poured the medicine between the count’s parted lips.
Lea’s hand trembled, but she did not stop.
‘Please, you have to drink all of it.’
Perhaps her desperate wish worked. Once all the medicine went down, Lea, placing her hand on her forehead, let out a sigh of relief.
“Phew, it’s done.”
The urgent situation was handled, but she could not yet be complacent. There was no telling when side effects might return.
Lea, deciding to watch the count’s condition by his side for the night, rested her head beside the bed.
Wishing for the effects of the medicine to be good.
[This is the time separator.]The thick curtain covering the window couldn’t prevent the birds’ chirping from waking up Akkia in the morning.
‘Where is this…….’
As he slowly opened his eyes and rolled his eyeballs to understand the situation. He turned his head toward the rustling breath coming from his bedside.
There, Lea was leaning against the bed with her eyes closed.
“…Why here?”
Was she sleeping? As he tried to remember why Lea was in this room, he recalled something.
“I’m not hurting.”
His body had felt as if it was in a furnace, burning. Not only had the fever subsided, but the sensation of being pierced all over his body with a needle had disappeared too.
“What on earth happened?”
The count muttered as if he could hardly believe it, when a familiar scent made him twitch his nose. A refreshing mint fragrance emanating from his body.
As if to confirm something, he got out of the bed and pulled back the curtain blocking the light.
As the curtain was drawn, bright light filled the previously dark room. What he saw were the medicine bottles scattered on a small table next to the bed.
It seemed to vividly depict the dire situation of last night. The count approached Lea to get a closer look.
“Is this a fever reducer?”
One small medicine bottle emitting a familiar scent that he had smelled somewhere and.
An ointment emitting the same fragrance as what was smeared on his body came into view.
It seemed like the doing of the woman who was blissfully sleeping unaware of the world.
“Hah.”
More than that, the fact that she had fallen asleep in his room so carelessly. And with such an innocent face.
‘Unbelievable.’
The count clicked his tongue briefly at her comfortable expression as if she was sleeping in her own room. He, who had sat on the bed, looked closely at Lea’s face.
“What on earth is she thinking?”
Something was different. This time’s pharmacist.
Whether it was her outstanding sense of duty as a pharmacist. Or her exceptional sense of responsibility towards the patient she was in charge of.
It was difficult to understand Lea’s intention to act this way.
But.
“Different.”
She was definitely different from the people who had been around him so far. Akkia recalled the figure of a woman trying desperately to feed him the medicine in his blurry vision.
[Of course I was worried! In case something happened to the count!]“Worried.”
It wasn’t that she was worried, she was worried about herself being harmed due to his mishap.
But it was strange.
Even though he knew the reason she was desperate was for her own safety, he didn’t feel bad.
No, rather it felt a little good. The mere words that she was worried about him.
Akia’s gaze hardened as he looked down at Lea. He swept his sweatsoaked hair back with his hand.
Then, he slowly reached out to Lea’s pale neck.
Annoying, irritating. Those lips chattering in front of him. Those two eyes inducing a delusion that they really care about him.
“I want to get rid of them so badly.”
No one who discovered his secret had survived.
Akia had kept matters related to his life a secret and if someone happened to know, he would kill them without hesitation.
It was his only way to survive.
The hand of the man, seeming as if he would snap her thin neck any moment, gently grazed her swollen cheek.
The desperate pharmacist who had been treating me.
‘Well, her efforts aren’t in vain. Maybe I should let her live a little longer.’
At least I can sit here healthy now because of her.
When he pulled his hand away from Lea, the sound of rustling bedclothes could be heard. Lea, who had been frowning at the sudden brightening of the room, slowly opened her eyes.
“You’re awake.”
And Lea’s gaze slowly met with the count’s red eyes in the void. Her leafgreen eyes widened in surprise.
From the lips of Akia looking down at her, a soft voice flowed out.
“Judging by your face, you slept very well.”
“……Count?”
“Just like my room.”
At those words, Lea’s pupils shook nonstop and seemed to scan the surroundings. The realization that she had fallen asleep in the count’s bedroom made Lea sit upright abruptly.
“I’m, I’m sorry! I must have fallen asleep. I thought I should leave as soon as your fever comes down.”
“…….”
“You had such a high fever that I couldn’t just leave you.”
Lea got up from her spot, bent her waist to the count in apology, and then chattered about what happened, even though Akia had not asked.
To Akia, it seemed amusing, like a little chick chirping in protest.
“Okay, you can go now. It would be problematic if someone saw you here.”
Lea blinked her eyes at Akia’s words. Watching her expressions change every moment, Akia even thought it was quite a spectacle.
Momentarily, Lea, who seemed to have grasped the situation and had a look of embarrassment on her face, tidied up her place and said her farewell.
“We, well then. I’ll be going.”
The count’s lips curved up slowly as he watched the back of Lea, who was hurriedly scurrying away.
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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