While my family is no pushover, the Duke’s family was extremely prestigious, being the only Ducal house in the empire.
Thus, Duke Hart’s mother would surely carefully consider the choice of a partner for the Duke. If she disapproves, she would do anything to separate them.
Once again, a morning drama scenario unfolded in Nelia’s mind.
Having sorted out her thoughts, Nelia quietly spoke to the Duke.
“Your Grace, you also need to get your mother’s permission.”
“We don’t need to worry about my mother.”
The Duke responded as if it truly didn’t matter.
“Why…?”
“Because if it’s someone like Nelia, surely…”
Suddenly.
At that moment, the door opened without a knock. Nelia and Duke Hart turned their gaze.
Who would intrude at such a crucial timing? There shouldn’t be anyone who would dare enter Duke Hart’s room without knocking.
Nelia stared at the door, forgetting for a moment that she was on the bed with Duke Hart.
Soon, a middleaged woman wearing a hat adorned with a multitude of vibrant feathers entered.
“Sillian, the sun’s already high, and you’re still in your room, what on earth… Eek!”
Sillian…? Sillian was the name of Duke Hart.
As the middleaged woman saw him on the bed, she hastily covered her eyes.
“Oh, mother… I apologize for this rudeness.”
Pulling the blanket closer, Nelia glanced at Duke Hart as if demanding an explanation.
Huff. Duke Hart let out a deep sigh and responded.
“I’m sorry, Nelia. That lady is… my mother.”
Mother?!
Did she just get caught in this embarrassing scene by his mother? Of all times…!
Nelia hung her head as if to hide her blushing face. She wanted to hide in a mouse hole.
“Nelia, I’m sorry. You can come out slowly.”
After apologizing again, the Duke descended from the bed. The Duchess was still mumbling with her eyes covered.
“Sillian, I’m sorry. I was just worried because you were sleeping late…”
The Duke didn’t answer but instead took his mother out of the room.
As the door closed, Nelia, left alone, tightened the slipping blanket.
‘What… what on earth is happening?’
Everything from last night until just now felt like a dream.
Duke Hart and I had unexpectedly spent a passionate night together, and he proposed.
‘…A proposal?’
It wasn’t an official marriage proposal, but it was similar.
On top of that, Duke Hart’s mother barged in and witnessed the entire spectacle.
Fortunately, she didn’t spray water or slap me saying, ‘How dare you with our son…!’ or anything like that.
Rather, seeming more embarrassed than I was, she didn’t know what to do and was led out by Duke Hart.
Contrary to the quiet room, a storm seemed to rage in Nelia’s mind.
[This is the time separator]Nelia barely managed to lift herself from the bed. This wasn’t her room, and there were no clothes.
She was thinking about wearing the messed up nightwear again, but soon found women’s clothing neatly laid out on the table.
It seemed that Duke Hart had prepared it in advance while she was asleep.
She had only been asleep for a mere three hours, and in that time he had diligently bathed and even prepared her clothes.
He really did have impressive stamina.
‘…That was evident from last night as well.’
As Nelia quickly washed and dressed, she thought.
Knockknock.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
“Miss Nelia. If you are ready, we will serve breakfast.”
It was closer to lunchtime, so it was difficult to call it breakfast.
More than that, how did the maid know she was here?
To them, she was just a maid herself, and it was quite embarrassing to be found out that she had spent the night with the master of this mansion.
‘Well, since even Duke Hart’s mother found out… it doesn’t matter.’
Nelia decided to think shamelessly. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to hold her head up in this mansion.
Once Nelia gave her permission, the maid entered with a tray of steaming food.
“Thank you.”
As she thanked her, the maid bowed her head, and then disappeared.
Nelia felt hungry at the smell of the savory food. It was strange that she wasn’t hungry. Considering the chaos of last night…
Nelia felt her face heat up again at the thought of the intimate scenes.
Her hand holding the spoon tightened for a moment.
“…What now.”
She had spent a night with the Duke, who was the villain in the original work.
From the way he spoke, it seemed like he was sincere in wanting to marry her…
A question mark was added at the end of her thoughts.
‘Why…?’
Was it out of responsibility…? Or did he perhaps like me?
Nelia stopped thinking and furrowed her brow.
He likes me?
Falling in love is not an easy thing to do.
Duke Hart was surrounded by successful and beautiful women. Moreover, he himself was so handsome that it would be strange if he didn’t love himself.
Of course, that didn’t mean that she was inferior. Nelia herself had a cute face, and she came from a fine family.
Still, the idea that the Duke liked her didn’t quite resonate.
‘Even if he likes me…’
She wasn’t confident that she would be happy if she married him.
The Duke was the villain of this novel. She hadn’t read the book to the end, so she didn’t know what end awaited Duke Hart, but it wouldn’t have been a happy ending.
He was preparing to kill the Emperor, which meant he had a lot of blood on his hands.
Nelia’s sigh deepened.
When she thought of the original work, she realized once again how formidable he was. She had temporarily forgotten because he was always by her side, acting like a gentle lamb.
She suddenly had a thought.
‘Should I try to stop the revenge that the Duke is preparing…?’
There might be a reason for Duke Hart, but she wanted to stop him if she could. She knew that the ending wouldn’t be good.
The problem was that he couldn’t pretend to know about it.
The sound of a spoon scraping an empty dish could be heard. As Nelia looked down, the dish that had once held stew was now empty.
It seemed that she had eaten everything without realizing it.
Nelia wiped her mouth with a napkin that was beside her.
‘Let’s think about the complicated matters later, and go down for now.’
First of all, it was a priority to properly greet the duchess.
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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