She's a Villainess but her Husband is Handsome (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“Unfamiliar attention? And don’t be flustered?”
What on earth is he scheming?
I stared intently into those blue eyes, carefully concealing his intentions.
Before I knew it, I sighed inwardly.
“I have to admit—he really is handsome.”
Just when I thought I could forget about it—no, even when I deliberately tried not to pay attention—his naturally radiant appearance inevitably caught my eye.
Staring at him for no reason made me feel smaller.
“But hey… is he the only good-looking one? I’m pretty too.”
Lorraine straightened her shoulders, which had begun to hunch, and gently lifted her chin.
“Cedric. What do you mean by that?”
She asked, slightly raising the end of her sentence.
“Exactly what it sounds like.”
“…….”
“Since there are many watching eyes, I was considering putting on a more convincing performance.”
Just how hard is he planning to try?
My husband’s eyes gleamed unnervingly bright.
A man who seemed capable of anything for the sake of his ambition.
‘So he’s changed his mind about driving me out, I see.’
Lorraine lifted her eyelids firmly.
It appeared Cedric had abandoned his original intention—inspired by her declaration of divorce—to expel her from this place, diverging from the original plot.
Instead, he offered another option.
In other words, let’s make this mutually beneficial.
‘With such clear purpose, I should be grateful.’
Lorraine carefully steadied the corners of her lips, which had twitched slightly.
“So I hope you’ll go along with my wishes as well….”
You’ll do your part too, right?
Meeting his expectant gaze, Lorraine slowly nodded.
A satisfied smile spread across her husband’s face.
Lorraine waited a moment, letting him enjoy that easy smile, before speaking slowly.
“In return, you must absolutely keep your promise.”
“…….”
“When you receive the dukedom, we’ll divorce cleanly.”
“If that’s what you wish, then so be it.”
He replied lightly, as if there were no room for debate.
Mirroring his earlier satisfaction, Lorraine continued with a pleased smile of her own.
“And promise me one more thing.”
Promise? His well-shaped eyebrows lifted slightly in silent inquiry.
“There’s one more condition.”
“What condition?”
“I’ll do my utmost according to your intentions. But….”
Cedric’s gaze settled deeply on her lips, which paused as if punctuating a comma.
“Make sure the alimony is generous.”
“……Alimony?”
“Yes. Alimony.”
Lorraine sharply raised her eyelids, thick with dense lashes.
‘You need the title—I need money.’
Anyway, she’d already mentally said goodbye to her wealthy father, who would’ve supported her financially.
“I’ll postpone the divorce on the condition that you promise me this alimony.”
She ended her sentence decisively, as if brooking no negotiation.
His eyes narrowed slightly at her firm tone, but he slowly opened his mouth.
“How much alimony do you want?”
Yes. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.
Suppressing the twitch at the corner of her mouth, Lorraine opened hers wide.
“One million seris!”
Her unabashed declaration caused the first tiny crack to appear on his previously composed face.
“One million seris?”
“Yes. Precisely one million seris.”
One million seris amounted to ten billion in her home country’s currency.
If she was going to claim alimony from a duke, wouldn’t this be the appropriate sum?
A fleeting silence passed between them.
Tap tap tap.
Again, his fingers struck the armrest of his chair.
He must be starting to deliberate.
‘Stop overthinking—just focus on the title you’re going to receive. Compared to that, one million seris is a bargain.’
She silently prayed, holding his gaze with unwavering determination.
Tap tap tap.
‘What’s taking you so long to decide?’
Was he stingy with money again?
Did I ask for too much?
As she held her breath, watching his impassive face—
“It seems I’ve misunderstood you all this time, Lorraine.”
A faint, feather-light smile settled softly upon his face.
“Misunderstood me? What do you mean?”
“I thought you were someone who lived without a care. But it seems you’re quite clever after all.”
What? That guy…
…Was he mocking her?
She’d just asked whether he’d pay the money or not, yet here he was, subtly throwing shade. She glared at him disapprovingly.
Regardless, Cedric wore an utterly satisfied smile.
“People with clear goals always do their best to achieve what they want.”
She realized Cedric was thinking exactly the same way she was.
“Very well. I’ll give you one million seris as alimony.”
Seeing him agree so readily and refreshingly, Lorraine smiled contentedly.
“Good. Then shall we draw up a contract now?”
“A contract?”
Lorraine’s eyes widened as Cedric lightly tilted his chin.
“Cedric. You’re not seriously planning to rely on just words for all this, are you?”
“Do we really need to write a contract?”
“In this astonishing world where a perfectly sane man who signed a marriage vow treats his wife like a ghost—what makes you think we shouldn’t write a contract?”
You think only you can play mind games? I can too.
Kwum. Cedric’s face visibly crumpled as if struck squarely.
“I absolutely won’t budge without a written contract.”
“Fine. Let’s write one.”
That’s what I wanted to hear.
Cedric rose from his seat and returned with paper and a pen.
He then sat back down and began drafting the contract.
The terms were simple and clear:
They would always do their utmost to appear as an affectionate couple.
They would not divorce until Cedric received the dukedom.
Upon receiving the dukedom, they would divorce, and Cedric would pay Lorraine one million seris as alimony.
“Is this sufficient?”
“Yes. Perfect.”
She replied in a businesslike tone to match his own.
“Then let’s sign.”
“Alright.”
Both signed two copies of the contract and each took one.
“Well then, I’ll return to my room now.”
As soon as she held the contract, Lorraine stood up lightly, as if she had nothing more to discuss.
“Go ahead.”
Lorraine shot him a look that said, “I’m leaving first, since you clearly aren’t getting up,” and stepped out.
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Back in her room, Lorraine collapsed onto the bed.
Then she unfolded the contract in her hand and began reading it carefully.
“One million seris… What should I do with that money? With that sum, I could buy a decent plot of land or even build a house.”
She started fantasizing about money she hadn’t even received yet.
“Should I rent it out? Or maybe open a shop?”
As Lorraine tossed and turned, her eyes landed on the dresser by the window.
“Huh? Was there a flower there before?”
A large vase sat atop the dresser, filled with vibrantly colored blossoms.
Just as she slowly sat up from lying down—
Knock knock.
At the sudden sound of knocking, she quickly folded the contract and shoved it under the blanket.
“My lady. You’re back.”
Jane entered the room.
“Yeah, I just got back. Jane, what’s with those flowers?”
“I actually came to tell you about that. While you were in the drawing room, Rodell stopped by.”
“Rodell?”
“Yes. It seems to be a thank-you gift for what happened in the dining hall today.”
Lorraine walked over to the vase.
A sweet floral fragrance pleasantly wafted to her nose.
A lovely, flower-like smile bloomed on Lorraine’s face.
“It’s been so long since I received flowers.”
She gently brushed the tip of her finger against a delicate petal.
Back then, when she lived as a country doctor…
She’d treated an elderly woman for a long time, who was raising her grandson alone.
The woman had endured pain alone for months, unable to afford medical fees.
“Doctor, I’m ashamed to come like this, but I’m worried about Jin-woo being left all alone after I’m gone. Could you please treat this poor old woman?”
That desperate look—as if Lorraine were the last ray of light in her world—still remained vivid in her memory.
“Thank you for letting me live with my grandma.”
Every day, the child would bring her little wildflowers he’d picked himself.
Always, those flowers sat in a vase on the sunny windowsill of her small clinic.
To her, they were the most beautiful flowers in the world—just like the child’s bright smile.
“Thanks for bringing the flowers too.”
She smiled softly, imagining Rodell’s large frame carefully picking each blossom one by one.
“Jane, go rest. I’ll call if I need anything.”
“Yes, my lady.”
After Jane left, Lorraine stood by the window for a moment, admiring the flowers.
“Ugh. I’m exhausted.”
No wonder—so much had happened since morning.
As she turned to head back to bed, her eyes fell on the study door beside the wardrobe.
Remembering the book she’d hastily tossed onto the desk while rushing out, she headed into the study.
On the desk lay the book and a photograph bearing a portrait of a child.
-To my beloved Lily.
Lorraine read the words on the picture once more with her eyes, then opened the book and slipped the picture inside.
She walked over to the bookshelf, found the empty spot where the book belonged, and gently pushed it back in—but then suddenly froze.
“…….”
She stared fixedly at the fingertips gripping the book’s edge, then slowly released it.
“Wasn’t it this finger?”
Frowning, she spread her palm wide to inspect her fingertips, then did the same with her other hand.
There was no trace of the cut she’d gotten from the book.
“The wound was quite deep… it even bled….”
No matter how many times she looked, she couldn’t find the injury.
“This is downright ghostly.”
After scrutinizing her hands for a long while with narrowed eyes, she finally gave up and turned away.
Thud.
At that moment, the handkerchief on the desk fell to the floor.
It still bore a distinct, dried bloodstain.
“I really need to get some sleep.”
But Lorraine left the study without noticing the handkerchief.
The time when sunlight pouring over the lush, grand mansion had turned to moonlight.
In a secluded spot deep within the garden, reachable only after a long walk, Cedric waited for someone.
Whoosh.
A chilly gust of wind rustled past, and a dense shadow spread over the darkened ground.
“I pay my respects to you, Earl.”
A knight, cloaked in black, appeared and bowed respectfully.
“Sylvia. You’re late.”
“My apologies. It took longer than expected.”
As their hushed voices exchanged in the darkness—
Rustle.
A faint sound from somewhere made the two sharply scan their surroundings.
A squirrel scampered down a tree and fled across fallen leaves on the ground.
The space grew so quiet you could hear a breath.
“Begin.”
Cedric’s eyes, revealed in the dim moonlight, gleamed with sharp intensity.
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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Oh, it’s clear that bad guys and trouble are coming, poor dear Lauren.
yes leave that boring life and earn some money being a doctor
Oh, what did he see? Hahaha, our dear Lauren is absolutely wonderful.
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‘What exactly is her true nature? Is she kind or not?’
The answer is no 🫠 there is no way she can be kind with that comment
-“Of course, it’s true Lorraine has a bad reputation and enjoys the company of m
🥲 Ah, I see. It is one of those green tea types…
I was just admiring how handsome you are—but you had to go and look so scary.
A hadsome face is a hadsome face, it should be admired, doesn’t matter who it belongs to!!!
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Miioo
Wow, what is this? Does our girl have healing powers? How amazing!