This Beast Never Sleeps at Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
Tanya, who had woken up late, dashed into the kitchen at the sweet aroma filling the house.
The kitchen table was cluttered with baking ingredients—flour dough, eggs, and more. In front of it, Adele was diligently jotting down a recipe while measuring out ingredients on a scale.
“You should’ve woken me.”
Tanya apologized as she tidied up the scattered ingredients.
“No, it’s fine. I just couldn’t sleep, so I got up early.”
“But what are you making? Apple pie?”
Tanya asked, glancing at Adele’s recipe notebook.
“Yeah, I’m giving apple pie a try.”
Now that she thought about it, Adele had never made an apple pie before—even though it was the most common kind of pie.
“It’s bound to be delicious. Your skills are the best, Miss.”
“Delicious isn’t enough.”
“Then what else do you need?”
Adele gave a bitter smile.
“My mother’s touch?”
“Yes?”
“I suddenly missed the pies Mom used to make for me long ago. Even with the same ingredients, I don’t think I can ever recreate that taste.”
Adele’s voice was brimming with longing.
“Maybe the taste of food also changes depending on when and with whom you eat it?”
“…Is that so?”
Adele tried to recall distant memories.
When Adele was young, her mother owned the most delicious bakery in the village.
Every morning, people would line up in long queues just to buy bread.
Thanks to that, though their household was poor, they never went hungry—except for the teasing Adele endured for being a fatherless illegitimate child.
Then, at some point, a boy around six or seven years old caught Adele’s eye.
He was a scrawny child, staring enviously at the people lining up to buy bread. He looked grimy, as if he hadn’t bathed in ages, yet Adele couldn’t look away from his silvery hair and mysterious bluish-gray eyes.
People called him Chris, the miner’s son.
They said his mother had run off with another man right after giving birth. Some even whispered that the boy himself might not even be his father’s child.
Indeed, Christine bore not a single resemblance to his father, which was probably why his father practically neglected him.
Whenever his father went away to the mines for days at a time, the boy would wander around begging to fill his empty stomach.
Adele offered Christine the apple pie she’d been saving.
Christine devoured it in one go and came back the next day too.
Just like a cute little animal coming to ask for food.
Adele made him wash up before giving him pie, gave him fresh clothes to change into, and later even taught him how to read, dance, and play the piano.
He followed her around like a puppy, eagerly learning everything she taught him. Adele’s mother was delighted, saying she’d gained a lovely son.
As time passed, Christine’s father—who had previously only roamed outside—began visiting their home more often.
He fixed their bread-baking oven and even made a signboard for the bakery.
Eventually, Adele’s parents decided to officially remarry.
Adele remembered her mother saying she hoped it would snow heavily on their wedding day—because that would mean a peaceful, happy life ahead.
For that mother, Adele made a bouquet by hand.
But….
Her mother died the day before the wedding.
On her way back from delivering bread, she was torn apart by beasts in the forest and returned as a tragic, mangled corpse.
With that, all of Adele’s happiness vanished.
It happened in the winter of her eighteenth year.
“Mmm! So good! So good!”
Mia chewed the pie with both cheeks bulging and even stamped her feet excitedly.
“Right? It’s absolutely the best!”
Tanya immediately gave a thumbs-up without hesitation.
Unlike the two women, who were delighted by just one pie, Adele wore a dissatisfied expression.
“It’s not the taste I wanted. I was aiming for something richer in flavor, crisp yet moist…”
“What are you talking about?”
Tanya whispered softly to the bewildered Mia.
“She wants to recreate her mother’s touch.”
“Adele, this is honestly the best apple pie I’ve ever tasted. Even His Majesty would surely love it, so don’t worry.”
“I’m not trying to supply it to the Imperial Palace.”
“Then what?”
Adele just smiled quietly, lost in thought.
“Anyway, it should be about time for him to arrive.”
Mia picked up another slice of apple pie and peeked out the window.
“Are you waiting for someone?”
At Adele’s question, Mia gave a conspiratorial smile.
“My older brother, Mark.”
“What?”
When Adele jumped in surprise, Mia playfully winked.
“You asked me to introduce him to you. Did you forget?”
“But so suddenly…?”
Seeing Adele’s distressed face, Mia reassured her.
“Don’t worry about it. He just happened to have a house call nearby, so I told him to drop by briefly. It’s a completely natural setting, so just act naturally.”
Mark, a veterinarian, often made house calls to nearby farms.
“Still…”
“We’re not strangers, and besides, you look lovely today. Just take off that apron and do a little touch-up—you’ll be perfect.”
“I’ll go get a comb right away!”
Quick-witted Tanya dashed off at lightning speed and returned with a comb. She then untied Adele’s hair, which had been tied in a single knot, and began brushing it.
Mia also quickly pulled out a powder compact and lipstick from her belongings—as if she’d prepared them in advance.
“What—what are you going to do?”
Mia grinned at the flustered Adele.
“You’re already pretty, but I think you’ll look even prettier with some makeup.”
“S-stop it, Mia…”
Adele stepped back awkwardly.
But Tanya was already behind her, blocking her retreat as she brushed her hair.
Mia moved even closer and gave a sly, knowing wink.
“Now, stay still, Adele.”
“Ugh! Please. I hate this kind of thing. Weren’t you the one who said to act natural?”
“Oh dear, this is perfectly natural for noble ladies. Just bear with it for a moment, Miss.”
“Tanya, you too?!”
And so the two girls joined forces, beginning to apply makeup and style Adele’s hair.
Maybe they shouldn’t have fed her that pie—it seemed to have given everyone way too much energy.
“He’s here!”
A moment later, Tanya cried out, looking out the window.
“Oh, perfect timing.”
Mia, who had just finished Adele’s makeup, looked pleased.
“Let me see a mirror…”
When Adele reached out her hand, Mia quickly hid the hand mirror behind her back and smiled.
“Don’t worry. The concept today is ‘effortlessly elegant.’”
“In my opinion, it looks way too overdone.”
As she spoke, Adele swiftly snatched the mirror from Mia.
The moment she saw her own reflection, she nearly screamed.
“Mia, tell me that woman in the mirror isn’t me?”
The Adele in the mirror was powdered so pale she looked ghostly white, her lips painted a shockingly vivid red. Her cheeks were smeared with blush so unevenly it looked patchy.
And to top it off, flowers adorned her long, loose hair…
“You’re so pretty you even surprised yourself, right?”
Adele gave a forced smile—though only her eyes smiled.
“Yeah, I’m seriously shocked. So… shall I wash it off now?”
As Adele tried to remove her makeup, Mia quickly grabbed her hand.
“No way! You look absolutely gorgeous right now!”
“Don’t tell me Mark’s into crazy women who look like they’ve eaten a rat?”
“The mirror’s just playing tricks. You really do look beautiful in person.”
“Mia, let go of my hand—or that pie you just ate might be your last.”
Adele was still smiling, but her eyes were deadly serious.
“Uuugh… No.”
But Mia shook her head stubbornly and refused to back down.
Just then—
“Welcome!”
A young man entered, carrying a large medical bag, his cheerful voice matching Tanya’s.
“Mark! Long time no see!”
Mia, who had been playfully wrestling with Adele, immediately ran over and hugged Mark, then quickly dragged him toward Adele for introductions.
Helplessly, Adele had no choice but to face Mark with her overly made-up face.
“You two already know each other, right? But let’s do proper introductions today. This is my dearest friend Adele, and this is my one and only older brother Mark.”
Mark scratched the back of his head, looking slightly embarrassed.
“I hope I didn’t startle you with this sudden visit. Mia kept saying it’s been ages since we last saw each other, so she insisted I drop by…”
“No, you’re very welcome. I just baked a pie—please have some before you go.”
Mark’s mouth watered at the sweet aroma of pie filling the house.
“I was actually quite hungry, so I won’t politely refuse. The cow at Johnson’s farm had a difficult birth, and it took more out of me than I expected.”
“Oh dear. Are both mother and calf doing well?”
“Yes, thankfully.”
As he sat down at the table, Adele brought out a freshly baked apple pie from the oven—originally set aside to send home with Mia.
Watching them, Tanya whispered softly to Mia.
“You two suit each other better than I expected.”
“Of course! My brother takes after me—handsome, kind-hearted, and flawless in every way.”
“Well… about that…”
Tanya couldn’t quite agree with that statement.
Unlike Mia, who was cheerful and chatty, Mark was pleasant but reserved. His neatly combed brown hair and deep blue eyes gave him a clean, gentle impression.
His looks were striking enough to stand out anywhere, and his tall, solidly built frame was undeniably masculine.
Tanya nodded, inexplicably pleased—
“Oh! I almost forgot! Tanya, I completely spaced out and forgot the yarn you asked for. What a scatterbrain I am.”
Yarn?
Tanya looked at her questioningly, and Mia gave her a knowing wink.
Realizing Mia’s scheme, Tanya quickly played along.
“Really? What should we do? I really need it today.”
“Then shall we go get it together?”
“Should we?”
As the two conspired to leave the room, Adele was startled.
Mia reassured her.
“We’ll be right back, Adele.”
But it was painfully obvious from Mia’s expression that they wouldn’t be returning anytime soon.
“I’ll go with you later to get the yarn.”
Adele whispered, glancing at Mark, but Mia quickly shook her head.
“Nope! We’ll bring yours too, so don’t worry.”
“Mia…”
Adele called out silently with just her lips, flustered.
But Mia silently mouthed back, “Good luck!”—her face clearly saying she was having the time of her life.
“Then I should probably take my leave.”
Noticing Adele’s discomfort, Mark started to rise—but wasn’t he just seated as a guest?
“No, please stay. They’ll be back in no time.”
Adele stopped him, then subtly warned Tanya as the hostess.
“Tanya, you have a lot to do today, so make sure you come back quickly.”
“Of course! I’ll be right back, Miss!”
But Tanya’s bright smile clearly showed that Adele’s warning had no effect whatsoever.
Now only Adele and Mark remained in the house, seated across the table from each other.
The suddenness of the situation left Adele flustered.
Then again… wouldn’t it be good if things worked out with him, even like this?
Adele tried hard to think positively. Rumors were already rampant that she was planning to remarry. If word got out that she was growing close to Mark, the gossip about Christine would naturally die down.
That way, he could smoothly marry the Imperial Princess…
Hadn’t she asked Mia to introduce Mark precisely hoping for this outcome?
“Things seem quiet at the Oswald household these days.”
“Hm?”
Adele, lost in thought, looked up.
Mark took a large bite of the triangular slice of pie.
“Your face looks even lovelier than before… I like it.”
“Oh… this…”
So this man really did have a taste for crazy women who looked like they’d eaten a rat?
Adele felt embarrassed, recalling her heavily made-up reflection from moments ago.
“Of course, that bold makeup must be Mia’s doing.”
“Glad to see your eye for detail is sharp.”
“Only when it comes to people I care about.”
Mark said this with an indifferent expression as he sipped his tea.
Adele, also wearing an indifferent expression, pretended not to have heard.
But being alone with a man who’d just confessed his interest in her was unbearably awkward and nerve-wracking.
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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Is she suffering from some kind of trauma? Or was she harmed by someone?
I love that he’s weak with her, he’s so sweet like a marshmallow
He just wanted to appear nice to her, but behind her back he was ruthless.
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The bigger problem was that he had no memory of what happened during his transfo
Please don’t be you, anyone but you 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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Good intentions that lead to huge misunderstandings 😂