Her husband’s broad shoulders flinched at his suddenly enraged wife’s voice.
“My lady. Push you away…….?”
“With those brawny, muscular arms of yours, a body like mine would fly away with just a slight push!”
Lamein glared at Cedric’s innocent arm.
Cedric’s eyelids twitched at her sharp, flying gaze.
……What does she know and talk about?
The unintentional moment on the day of the joint attack when he had thrown his wife outside the bed came to mind.
“Hmm. How could I ever push away your delicate body?”
Cedric, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, quickly changed his expression.
“It was a joke. A joke. Compared to the wounds cut and torn on the battlefield, this is nothing.”
“It’s quite bold of you to say that after saying it hurts so much…….”
“……Yes? What did you say?”
“No. I was just talking to myself. Anyway, lie down. It’s not a cut from a sword, but you were hurt after all.”
Lamein, who had breathed a sigh filled with worry, took off her robe.
And she headed to the bed, watching her husband climbing onto it.
Swish.
Cedric, who had settled on the bed, removed the thin blanket covering the place where Lamein was to lie down.
“Lie down first.”
“……Yes.”
Lamein slowly climbed onto the bed and lay down straight.
The man who covered her body with the blanket climbed perfectly onto the bed.
His large body dropped onto the bed.
Along with the sensation of the soft mattress squelching, her heart made a thumping sound.
‘What’s with the tension? It’s not the first time.’
She couldn’t remember how she had slept on the day of the possession, but this surely wasn’t the first time she had lain in the same bed with him.
‘Well, lying with a man like this on anything but the ground, let alone a bed. It’s stranger if I’m not nervous.’
She concluded that all this was because of the man’s devastatingly handsome appearance lying next to her.
Striving to find composure, she relaxed her body.
The quivering mattress stopped moving.
“……!”
Lamein, who had momentarily shifted her gaze, shuddered.
The man, lying with his large upper body propped toward her, was staring at her with blue eyes.
“Why are you so surprised?”
Along with a whisper in the darkness, a hot breath reached her ear.
“As you can see, I can’t lie down straight because of the injury.”
As if he knew why she was surprised, he spoke.
……You can just lie down the other way!
She held back from saying that, as it would make her seem too cruel.
“Don’t worry about me, just do as you’re comfortable. I’ll go to sleep now.”
Thinking that falling asleep quickly was the only answer, she closed her eyes.
“Lamein. Is your body okay?”
Her husband’s low voice penetrated her ears along with a faint breath.
She turns slightly and meets her husband’s eyes.
“My head hurts a little, but I’m fine otherwise.”
“Your head hurts?”
Cedric’s eyes slightly crinkled.
“It’s not severe, just slight. I guess I don’t match well with the scent of roses.”
“……The scent of roses?”
“Yes. I thought maybe it was the scent that day when I fainted in the rose garden. I came to the conclusion that it definitely was because of the perfume you brought…….”
In the darkness, Lamein trailed off as she confirmed her husband’s face growing visibly hard.
A fleeting silence flowed between the two facing each other.
“……I didn’t know.”
That day, before going to Lamein’s room, he had asked Arend about her symptoms after examining her.
“It was because of the rose fragrance that you had those symptoms that day.”
Arend had mentioned that it seemed like an allergic reaction, so he had headed towards her room with a digestion aid.
At her husband’s serious tone, as serious as his expression, Lamein quickly opened her mouth.
“I didn’t know exactly either. So there’s no need to be so serious.”
She, too, had been unable to clearly determine the cause of the sudden symptoms.
So she spoke with a deliberately light tone, but Cedric’s expression remained the same.
“I didn’t know and gift it either. Don’t do that.”
Cedric’s expression didn’t loosen but let out a short sigh at the slightly forceful voice.
“I will still apologize sincerely. It’s my negligence.”
She glanced at her husband, who seemed to wear a dark expression all night.
“Okay. I’ll accept the apology.”
I’ve done enough.
Feeling as if they’d continue apologizing back and forth all night, she withdrew her gaze from her husband and lay down straight.
“I’m going to sleep now. I’m starting to feel sleepy.”
It was already late at night.
Lamein slowly closed her eyes as sleep began to creep in.
She fell into a deep sleep, feeling her husband’s breath gently touch and then fall away from her ear.
.
.
.
How much time had passed?
Lamein had fallen asleep, but Cedric was unable to sleep for quite a while and got out of bed.
At that moment, while filling a glass with water from a bottle on the table near the window.
“Ugh…….”
A sudden stabbing pain in his back made him groan.
He clenched his lips as if to swallow the sound.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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