“I can’t give you the child. You abandoned her, and now you want her back like she’s some lost property? Lise is already a part of the Marsen family. You should’ve come before her hair grew.”
“I gave birth to her! The Count and I!”
The verbal duel between the woman and Isabelle continued. It seemed endless.
Sighing lightly, Isabelle moved forward. Sensing her movements, the woman waved her cane threateningly. Despite the woman’s screams to stay away, Isabelle didn’t stop.
“Mother!”
Seizing the opportunity, Isabelle rushed towards the woman. She accurately threw the sandbag I’d given her into the woman’s face. The woman blinked and wildly swung her cane.
Isabelle knocked the cane from the woman’s grip and pushed her down, pinning her with her body weight.
“What are you doing, Count! Help her!”
“…Alright.”
Upon Isabelle’s words, Father and the maids joined in. Father grabbed the woman’s legs while the maids locked the front door.
The woman was completely subdued. And it was by Isabelle’s hands.
I had never seen Isabelle act this way. She was always just vocal, never one to act in such dangerous situations. But now, she kicked away all potentially dangerous items near the woman, remaining vigilant until the end.
“Let me go! Give me the child!”
The woman screamed until her voice cracked. Eventually, her voice weakened and she began to cry, punching the ground in agony.
“This won’t do! Bring a cloth, it’s too noisy.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
At Isabelle’s command, a maid moved immediately.
“Don’t you hate her? She’s not of your blood! She’s not your child! Her hair color is different, her eye color is different!”
“…….”
“You’ll surely mistreat that child! You’ll discriminate against him along with your other siblings. That child will live a miserable life because of you! Witches like you don’t have blood or tears!”
The woman wept as she spoke.
“You witch! You witchlike woman!”
“……”
“Devil! Devillike wench!”
The woman hurled nearly cursed words at Isabel. It was her final outburst.
Still, when Isabel showed no reaction, the woman shifted her target.
Her gaze once again fixed on me. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was a mess of dry tears and matted hair. She truly looked like a witch, perhaps because her face was so gaunt.
“Ah, my baby….”
The woman called me.
“Baby… I am your mother. I gave birth to you. So, come with me, okay?”
“……”
Her voice was utterly desperate.
“I’m not a baby.”
“What?”
A dry voice left my mouth.
“I’m ten years old. I know how to read and write, and I can play chess. I’m not a baby.”
“….but in my eyes, you are still my baby….”
“Do, do you even know my name?”
I interrupted the woman who was flustered. This time, it was me who stubbornly demanded the answer, holding her gaze.
I knew very well that the woman didn’t know my name. She had not made the effort to know it.
Therefore, it was natural that she couldn’t answer.
“Do you even know my surname?”
“….I know, I know! You’re Marsen, aren’t you?”
The woman hesitated after answering.
“That’s right, I am Marsen. Daughter of the Marsen family.”
“My baby! Names are not important. I can give you a prettier name later, okay?”
“With what?”
“….I’ll think about that later.”
The woman hesitated in her words.
“Names affirm my identity and existence. …But how can we be a family and give each other prettier names when neither of us knows the other’s name?”
“Wh, what are you saying?”
“….I’m saying there’s no way I’m going with you.”
“……”
“Never.”
The woman’s clenched fist gradually unclenched. Instead of using force, she bit down hard on her lower lip. She had lost her last chance to speak due to that brief hesitation. It was because a maid, who had brought a cloth, tightly gagged her.
“Now it’s a bit quieter.”
Isabel looked down at the woman and spoke.
Then, frantic shouts and cries were heard from beyond the door. It was the maid who had gone to fetch the guards arriving.
It was also a signal that the uproar which had enveloped the mansion for several days was finally drawing to a close.
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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