“Did you take the tent from the utility room?”
Louisabelle’s heart sank at the realization.
“I-I did wrong, Auntie! I’m really sorry!”
As if it were an ingrained habit, she lay prostrate on the floor, hands over her head to protect it from any incoming blows.
“You were just too curious… so you just looked for a moment, planning to put it back… Sob…”
Her chin trembled, her teeth chattered with fear.
Though she tried not to cry out loud, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Expecting the imminent pain, she tightly shut her eyes.
“Hey, Sena.”
To her surprise, her aunt crouched down and enveloped her in a warm embrace.
Louisabelle hiccuped in shock.
“Oh dear, our Sena can’t stop crying.”
“Looks like Sena was really scared,” her uncle said.
Louisabelle blinked away tears, puzzled by their unexpected gentleness.
“Poor child, you must have felt so lonely and troubled.”
Then, her uncle also came over and hugged her.
‘This embrace, it’s so warm.’
Her heart skipped a beat at that realization.
“Sena, if you ever feel troubled, talk to us. We are family, after all.”
“Yes, Sister. Because we are family.”
Her cousins, who had been watching from a distance, also came over and embraced Louisabelle tightly.
Louisabelle had always longed for a family.
The warmth of their embrace, treating her so preciously, brought her to tears again.
“Sob, Sob…”
Unable to hold back any longer, she cried out loud, and her cousins started crying along with her.
Her aunt gently patted her back, soothing her with a tender voice.
“Don’t cry, Sena.”
It was then that a familiar and dearly missed voice echoed in her mind.
“Don’t get hurt, Louisabelle.”
Louisabelle slowly blinked her eyes while nestled in her family’s embrace.
“Ah, right. I’m not Yun Sena anymore, I’m Louisabelle.”
The moment she realized this, Louisabelle understood she was trapped in the forest’s illusion.
A malicious illusion that sought out her inner weaknesses and seduced her.
“Ha ha…”
How foolish.
To warn Anselot to be careful, only to fall into the trap of the mist herself.
“Ahaha! Hahahaha!”
Louisabelle burst into laughter.
The family holding her looked confused.
She got up and took a step back from them.
“Sena!”
Her aunt, alarmed by her staggering, tried to approach, but Louisabelle stopped her with a hand.
“The truth is… I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Sena? What do you mean?”
“I think I was a bit excited from the moment I stepped into this forest.”
Louisabelle slowly raised her head, her lips twisted in a smirk.
“I thought you would appear.”
She knew her deficiencies all too well.
Perhaps she thought the mist of the forest might bring them back.
“If I ever met you again…”
Louisabelle slowly reached for her waist.
Suddenly, where there had been nothing before, she grasped a sheathed sword.
It was the great sword of Azester, given by her mother.
As she drew it from its sheath, Yun Sena’s black hair gradually turned into Louisabelle’s pink.
“Se, Sena… Aaah!”
Whack!
“For revenge!”
Louisabelle’s pumpkin-colored eyes sharpened as she swung the scabbard at her aunt.
“You, what is this…!”
Thump!
She swung at her uncle.
“I have!”
Thump!
She also swung at Cousin 1, who secretly hit and bullied her.
“The truth!”
Thump!
And at Cousin 2, who would tattle on her faults to the adults.
“I’ve been waiting!”
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Louisabelle swung mercilessly.
“Aaah!”
“This crazy girl…!”
“Mom, Sister Sena has gone mad!”
“Aaah, get away!”
With each strike, the hit area turned into black mist, wisping away.
It was Illy’s mist.
The figures in front of her, created by the mist, were clearly different entities from the despicable family of her past life.
But…
‘If it copies their faces and voices so perfectly, it feels like I’m getting revenge!’
Memories of her helpless younger days made her choke up.
“Now that I’ve died once and been reborn, nothing phases me.”
Louisabelle’s pumpkin-colored eyes gleamed menacingly, laughing eerily, just like Anselot.
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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