The Wolf Lord is Enduring (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
‘I thought you were going to hit me, but you didn’t.’
Though it had been an unconscious act, constantly misunderstanding someone completely innocent made El feel deeply embarrassed.
El felt as if flames had leapt onto their own body from those harmless, bright blue eyes staring right before them.
“A slight fever… It seems your temperature is rising again. That’s why you’re still dazed, isn’t it?”
Raphelian, who had been checking El’s forehead for fever, let out a low, serious hum as El’s cheeks flushed bright red.
El, overwhelmed by his warmth and face so close by, could only gulp down breaths before barely managing to utter a word.
“Bathroom…”
El didn’t particularly need to go, but felt they had to escape this situation somehow, so they blurted out any excuse.
Seeing El’s shy expression, Raphelian leaned back and pulled the bell cord.
“It’ll be hard for you to move alone, so I’ll call someone to help. From now on, just pull this whenever you need anything.”
Raphelian kindly pointed to the cord and explained.
El tried to say they could go alone and attempted to move, but this time their body wouldn’t obey.
Perhaps earlier, sheer shock had allowed them to move.
“For now, shall we lie down for a bit? I’ll be right back, but still…”
Raphelian gently supported El.
El numbly followed his lead and lay back down on the bed.
Yet even as they lay down, his touch felt no different from before, bringing both relief and confusion.
‘Why isn’t he saying anything?’
Still confused, El bit down hard on the inside of their cheek.
The spot on their cheek where they’d been struck throbbed faintly.
Noticing El’s gloom, Raphelian paused, lips twitching slightly, before speaking first.
“Do you remember coming here last night?”
El shook their head at his question. Even that small motion made them dizzy.
“A whole night has passed. Still, it’s fortunate you regained consciousness so quickly. Since we administered medicine some time ago, you’ll likely feel unwell again soon.”
“Yes.”
“How’s your ear? Does it hurt badly?”
“A little.”
“And your hearing?”
“It’s… strange.”
“I see. First, we’ll see the physician, then have breakfast and take your medicine.”
“…”
El couldn’t answer immediately and just looked at him.
His gaze remained as gentle as the day before, unchanged.
At the corner of his mouth lingered a smile—less vivid than yesterday’s, yet clearly visible.
“And there’s something I need to tell you.”
“…”
“I’m sorry. I’ve taken away the place you could return to.”
Despite apologizing, Raphelian showed no trace of remorse.
If anything, he even seemed shameless.
“Huh?”
Unable to grasp what he meant, El asked in bewilderment.
Just then, the soft cream-colored door gave a small, muffled knock.
“El, we’ll have to put this conversation on hold for now. Briel, our elder sister has arrived.”
“Yes.”
Briel, who had been quietly watching El from the foot of the bed, quickly moved to open the door.
“I couldn’t believe it when they said you’d called a maid—you really are awake.”
“Our elder sister was very worried about you too.”
“I’m sorry for causing you worry.”
El forced their aching body upright and bowed their head.
But as they bowed, their vision spun violently.
Their half-raised body wobbled, losing balance.
Raphelian caught El with a sigh.
“That wasn’t what I meant.”
Michaela entered, smiling brightly.
“I can’t tell you how relieved I am that you’ve awakened. Thank you—for waking up safely.”
Michaela gently stroked El’s right cheek.
At least the right cheek hadn’t swollen, which was fortunate.
Like Raphelian, she too seemed completely unchanged.
El felt tears welling up for no reason. As soon as her touch passed, they ducked their head deeply and murmured softly.
“I… need to use the bathroom.”
“Oh, take El to the washroom.”
“Yes, Young Lady.”
The maid who had followed Michaela in replied politely and reached out toward El.
Having been busy reading the room, El quickly took the maid’s hand this time and disappeared into the bathroom.
“What do you think?”
Michaela asked, approaching Raphelian.
“She seems better than expected. But in situations like this, appearing too composed is dangerous, isn’t it? We must watch her more closely.”
He vaguely realized he shouldn’t take El’s words at face value, so he resolved to be far more meticulous. There would be no more carelessness.
“At least her communication seems normal, which is reassuring, but I’m still worried about aftereffects.”
“That’s true, and I’m also concerned about psychological trauma.”
Raphelian frowned, glancing toward the bathroom where El was.
Physical recovery was visible, so they knew she was healing—but mental wounds weren’t so obvious, making them far more worrisome.
At the sigh trailing his words, Michaela—who had been calm until now—flushed crimson with rage.
“That madman. I should’ve put a hole right through that bastard’s skull.”
Angry pheromones rose thickly from her trembling body.
Beside her, the twins glared fiercely and grumbled.
“We should’ve bitten off one leg each.”
“A man like that is a disgrace. We should’ve removed what’s in the middle!”
Wolf ears popped up on the excited twins’ heads.
Then Raphelian spoke calmly, his expression utterly indifferent.
“I’ve already done that.”
At his nonchalant tone, both pairs of wolf ears perked up, and they asked in unison.
“What? One leg each? The middle part?”
“Whatever.”
Briel and Riello, who had been huffing in excitement, grinned, showing their white teeth, then calmed down slightly.
Michaela, assuming Raphelian would’ve handled it properly, regained her composure.
“For now, let’s carefully deal with what’s visible.”
“Yes. That’s what we should do.”
“Then we’ll go call Melsun!”
True to their twin nature, Briel and Riello spoke in perfect sync and swiftly exited the room together.
Watching his siblings leave, Raphelian began speaking to Michaela.
“I’d rather not assume this, but El might suffer lingering effects, and since we bear great responsibility for how things turned out, it’s best we take clear responsibility and protect her.”
“Of course we should. I’ve been thinking about the best way to do that.”
“I’ve also given it thought since last night, elder sister.”
Raphelian looked at Michaela with solemn seriousness.
Suddenly, Michaela felt something strange about Raphelian’s piercing eyes as he gazed at her—more so than usual.
‘Something feels ominous…’
Michaela took a deep breath and slowly spoke.
“Do you have a good idea?”
Thinking it best to give her a heads-up, Raphelian leaned slightly toward her and whispered in her ear.
“I’d like to bring El into our house. What about adoption…?”
“What did you just say?!”
Raphelian’s tone was plain and casual, as if it were nothing significant.
But Michaela couldn’t stay calm like him.
Shocked by his unexpected words, she leaned back and raised her voice.
Yet Raphelian remained composed despite her intense reaction.
He didn’t seem like someone who’d just dropped a bombshell.
“She’s an orphan, and now she has nowhere left to return to. If we truly want to take responsibility, wouldn’t this be the best way?”
“Huh.”
Michaela felt her legs go weak for the first time in ages.
Sensing this matter would become terribly troublesome, she tightly gripped Raphelian’s hand.
“Elder sister, please consider it positively…”
“Raphel, wait.”
Her heavy voice cut him off.
Silence settled between them.
Michaela pressed her lips shut firmly, lost in thought for a moment.
‘Raphelian, who resembles the founder most closely, and El, who appeared beside him bearing the same looks as the first Duchess.’
Recalling ancestral records hidden deep in the study, she stared into her brother’s quiet eyes—calm yet oddly stubborn.
“I never expected you’d torment me like this.”
Michaela broke the silence first.
“Is this torment?”
Raphelian furrowed his brows in confusion, then relaxed them.
“Yes.”
Michaela answered firmly without hesitation, then walked toward El, who had just emerged from the bathroom.
“Are you dizzy? You look like it’s hard to walk.”
“A little. But I can manage…”
“Then this will do.”
Cutting off El’s reply, Michaela lifted her lightly and strode straight out.
‘Ever since that boy met this child, he’s been acting strangely—I don’t know what he’ll do next. Better avoid him for now.’
Though unnecessary, Michaela went personally to find the family physician.
Vaguely sensing his sister’s intention, Raphelian was left alone, muttering to himself.
“Why on earth is adoption such a problem?”
While Raphelian failed to understand the issue with “adoption,” El also couldn’t grasp their current situation.
Having undergone an examination without understanding what was happening, El’s heart was pounding with anxiety.
‘Did they not catch on? That can’t be.’
Judging by how things were unfolding, not only had they not been discovered—last night seemed as if nothing had happened, and they still appeared to be a good person in everyone’s eyes.
‘But that’s impossible.’
It truly was impossible.
That greedy gang leader wouldn’t have left them here quietly.
Then why weren’t they asking any questions or interrogating them?
Not only that—they’d even arranged a medical check-up and treated them wonderfully.
“You’re eating well. Good—you need to eat to recover quickly.”
“Huh? Yes.”
El kept glancing around nervously as they swallowed the savory soup.
“Sister, when can El start eating meat?”
“Since you haven’t eaten since yesterday, your stomach would be shocked if you ate something like that suddenly. Start with easily digestible foods first.”
“But you need meat to regain strength.”
Riello, about to cut a steak into small pieces for El, changed her mind and popped it into her own mouth instead.
El gave an awkward smile and continued eating.
Four pairs of bright blue eyes from the Mosteros family stared so intently that El couldn’t stop moving their spoon.
‘I’d better eat really well…’
Though reading others’ moods was routine for El, this was their first time in such a situation, creating an odd sense of pressure.
At least the food required little chewing, so their injured cheek didn’t hurt much, and their dizziness from earlier was gradually improving.
Feeling they had to meet everyone’s expectations, El diligently finished their portion and bowed deeply.
“There. I’ve eaten well.”
Their vision spun slightly from bowing, but quickly cleared.
“Shall we take your medicine now?”
Michaela signaled the waiting maid.
With four pairs of eyes fixed on them, El felt a solemn pressure to take the medicine exceptionally well.
El widened their puffy eyes as much as possible and swallowed the pills in one gulp.
Though the bitter taste lingered, El patiently showed no reaction.
Enduring this much was nothing to them.
“Now that you’ve finished eating and taking your medicine, shall we go rest?”
The moment El swallowed the pills, Michaela sprang up as if she’d been waiting, hurrying toward where El sat.
But this time, she couldn’t take El out of the dining room.
“Elder sister.”
At his quiet call, Michaela instantly understood.
Raphelian was about to seriously bring up adoption.
‘Ugh. Damn him. Who am I doing this for anyway?’
Though Michaela desperately wanted to avoid any talk of “adoption,” she knew Raphelian’s nature wouldn’t allow her to dodge it forever, so she simply accepted the situation and looked at her brother.
“Alright, Raphel.”
“As I mentioned earlier, it seems there’s only one way to repay the debt we owe.”
Michaela feigned normalcy but only shot her brother a disapproving look.
“I wish to properly take responsibility for El. Since we owe her life, repaying it with a new life seems only right.”
“That’s possible without resorting to that method.”
“There’s no better way than placing El in the Mosteros family lineage and having her live as part of this household.”
Everyone except Michaela failed to understand what he meant.
El, watching him calmly, blinked blankly in confusion, then turned to look at Michaela.
Somehow, she felt Michaela would understand.
Sure enough, Michaela let out a small, hollow laugh and frowned, clearly troubled.
Anxiously, El rolled their eyes and nervously picked at their fingertips.
“Raphel.”
“We’ve received great kindness, so this much is only proper. Moreover, we’ve inflicted deep wounds upon El.”
“Do you even know what you’re saying?”
“Of course I do. Elder sister, this is the best we can offer. Let’s proceed with the adoption.”
“Ha!”
Michaela laughed aloud, incredulous.
Then Briel and Riello, suddenly understanding, cheered excitedly.
“So we’re getting a little sister?! Wow! Wow!”
“Riello, if elder sister adopts her, she might become our niece.”
“That’s fine too! I like all of it!”
“I like it too! I agree! Elder sister, brother!”
As the youngest of the family, the twins eagerly raised both hands in enthusiastic approval.
Amidst this, only El still hadn’t grasped the situation and spoke up timidly.
“Sorry to interrupt, but this seems to be about me—I don’t quite understand. Could you explain what’s happening?”
At El’s dazed question, while Michaela hesitated over what to say, Raphelian replied.
“El, as I started to say earlier, unfortunately, you no longer have a place to return to.”
“What do you mean…?”
“Last night, the place where you lived was destroyed. The children were taken to a shelter, and the gang leader will receive appropriate punishment.”
“Oh…”
“Since I’ve taken away your home, how about living here with us—as our family?”
“Whaaat?!”
Startled by his calm, lake-like voice, El jolted violently.
They were so shocked their head spun again.
El’s reaction was even more intense than when they’d heard about the bakery contract yesterday.
Had Michaela not caught them, they might have fallen under the chair.
“Be careful.”
“I’m sorry. But, but…”
“El.”
“Yes.”
Raphelian cut off El, who seemed ready to refuse outright.
Though he intended to respect El’s opinion above all, this time he had no intention of letting go easily.
One wrong choice was enough.
“It’s not forced. The choice is yours. But I hope you’ll consider it positively.”
“Me, as part of your family? Someone as lowly as me? That’s absurd. It’s impossible.”
“You don’t need to answer so quickly. Think it over thoroughly.”
Facing something that had never happened even in dreams, El felt their breath catching in their throat.
‘They should be scolding me as a bad child with impure intentions—but instead they’re asking me to live with them as family?!’
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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