Who Regressed the Timekeeper? (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“Eat, eat. When will we ever get to taste something this rare?”
“Anyway, we’re leaving tomorrow—what harm is there in us eating a bit?”
They huddled in a corner of the kitchen, hastily shoving chocolate cake into their mouths.
“His Highness the Second Prince probably doesn’t even know this exists.”
“Well, that’s because every bit you find ends up in your own mouth.”
“That’s fair.”
The maids giggled, their forks moving quickly.
“By the way, where does Head Maid Amelia even get stuff like this?”
“Since when have you ever seen her show such devotion to the Second Prince? That’s laughable.”
“Exactly. Besides, who knew the Second Prince would become such a powerful figure in the palace? Even Head Maid Amelia’s past her prime now.”
Someone was watching them as they snickered and mocked Head Maid Amelia—it was the Second Prince himself. Leaning against the kitchen door, he calmly observed their antics and spoke nonchalantly.
“You seem to be enjoying it—eating well, aren’t you?”
“Gah!”
The maids whirled around in shock, swallowing hard. The Second Prince slowly straightened up and glanced indifferently at the chocolate cake they’d been devouring.
He’d never cared much about food or anything else, so he’d knowingly turned a blind eye while the maids secretly took his meals. But this time was different.
‘After all, Amy loves chocolate cake.’
He remembered Amy’s proud expression as she’d said, “Please try this,” after secretly bribing the Crown Prince’s chef to bring the cake. She’d drooled with desire yet stubbornly refused to take a bite, insisting he eat it all himself.
The Second Prince gave a blank-faced nod.
“Go.”
“Yes?”
When they blinked at him in confusion, the Second Prince frowned.
“You’ve done enough—surely it’s fine for you to leave now?”
He knew they were spies sent to watch him. The maids froze stiffly, only their eyes darting nervously.
They’d thought him naive, but face-to-face, his overwhelming presence made every hair on their bodies stand on end. The contrast was even more jarring since he’d always seemed so docile in front of Head Maid Amelia.
After glaring at them, the Second Prince turned to leave—but then paused, turned back with an “Ah,” and his golden eyes gleamed like a beast’s.
“Be sure to greet Head Maid Amelia properly before you go.”
With that, he spun on his heel so sharply it made a whooshing sound and strode away.
“…….”
The maids stared at his retreating back with pale faces, then exchanged glances before scrambling out of the palace in a panic, abandoning both the cake and their mission.
“So….”
One of the maids, rolling her eyes, swallowed hard and spoke.
“We told him Head Maid Amelia threatened to have us flogged if she didn’t leave immediately, so we just….”
Another quickly chimed in.
“He already knew we were spies.”
Everyone in the Crown Prince’s palace knew how obsessively the Crown Prince clung to the former head maid. They’d assumed using her as an excuse would get them off the hook.
“……Amy is sharp, isn’t she?”
Just as expected, the Crown Prince merely scowled but didn’t reprimand them further. The maids quietly exhaled in relief.
“…….”
Someone watched them disapprovingly from the far end of the line of servants lining the wall—a maid with ordinary brown hair, wide fearful green eyes, and a thin face dotted with freckles. Her anger quickly faded, replaced by longing.
A soft voice seemed to whisper in her ear.
‘Sally, always keep your head down. You’re especially lacking in perception, so never draw attention to yourself—understood?’
Sally’s thin lips pressed tightly together before she murmured someone’s name under her breath.
Amy.
Just then, the Crown Prince spoke with an irritated expression.
“Since things have turned out this way, I suppose I have no choice. I’ll go pay my respects to Mother.”
As he rose, the servants all bowed their heads in unison. The Crown Prince passed before them with hurried, firm steps. Once his back was turned, Sally straightened her spine and stared after him with resentment.
When the carriage stopped, Amy rose and said,
“Lord Noah, we’ll be staying here tonight.”
Noah glanced outside, where twilight was slowly deepening, and raised an eyebrow.
“We’re still heading north, right?”
“…….”
As Amy gathered the documents she’d been reviewing in the carriage, she froze in surprise. They’d arrived slightly off the main road to the Grand Duchy. She decided to confess honestly.
“It’s a bit of a detour. There’s something I absolutely must take care of here.”
“I see.”
Noah, who’d suspected the coachman might have ulterior motives, relaxed his previously sharp guard. Amy looked at him admiringly.
“But how did you figure it out so quickly?”
As she stepped down from the carriage and walked toward the inn’s entrance, she asked. Noah merely shrugged silently. Though curious, Amy had more urgent matters at hand, so she pushed her curiosity aside and entered the inn.
“Welcome, welcome~!”
The eager innkeeper rushed out with a broad smile, his eyes busily assessing the worth of his guests.
‘The fabric of their robes is exceptional—the woman’s and the boy’s. It gleams with a lustrous sheen, and those clasps… black pearls?’
His calculation was instantaneous. He rubbed his hands together faster, his smile deepening.
“Would you like to eat first, or shall I prepare your rooms right away?”
Amy scanned the interior calmly and replied,
“We’re a party of twelve—bring us a decent meal first.”
“Yes, yes~!”
The innkeeper dashed toward the kitchen like the wind. Amy removed her robe and attended to Noah. Seated in a chair, Noah lowered his voice and asked,
“Who are you meeting here?”
“!”
Startled while adjusting Noah’s robe, Amy froze. She’d been surprised too many times today. How could he possibly know? Noah just shrugged.
“When we came in, you kept glancing around as if searching for someone.”
“Ah….”
He’d noticed the route change too—the Second Prince was sharper than he appeared. Amy sat beside him and nodded.
“Yes, there’s someone here I absolutely must bring to the Grand Duchy—a truly exceptional talent.”
Curiosity flickered across Noah’s face.
“Who?”
“Someone suitable to be Captain of the Royal Guard… I’ll tell you once we’ve eaten.”
Soon, the meal was served. The freckle-faced server brought out a feast rarely seen in the countryside.
Though the meat had a gamey smell and was so tough it required grimacing and thorough chewing, it was still decent compared to what they’d eaten on the journey thus far.
Exhausted from the long carriage ride, Amy, Noah, the mercenaries, and the coachman all ate hungrily. Just then, the innkeeper’s booming voice came from the kitchen.
“Vernon, are you here?”
“!”
Amy’s ears perked up as she spooned lamb stew into her mouth.
“Got anything to eat?”
A low but firm voice asked.
“Plenty today. I’ve packed some—Ethan, go bring it to him.”
“Always relying on your kindness like this… I don’t know how to thank you.”
“Don’t mention it. Thanks to you and your men, I can run my business without worry. We’re the ones who should be grateful.”
The freckled server chimed in agreement with the innkeeper.
“My grandfather said thanks to Captain Vernon, bandits haven’t come down from the mountains anymore—and even wild beasts stay away now. He can finally farm in peace.”
Amy absentmindedly tore at a piece of brown bread, listening intently. The man called Vernon seemed to be exactly the person she was looking for—her heart fluttered excitedly.
‘I have to secure him somehow….’
She glanced sideways at Noah, who was eating modestly. For him to rise as the undisputed victor of the North, he needed trustworthy allies above all. That was why she was actively recruiting talent based on the knowledge she’d gained from her previous life.
The innkeeper’s voice boomed again.
“Could you take a look at my horses later tonight? They’re of fine bloodline—I’m uneasy leaving them to Mark.”
“Horses like that have arrived?”
“Don’t even get me started. Apparently, the guests who just arrived….”
His voice suddenly dropped. Amy chewed her bread expressionlessly, her mind racing.
The freckled server emerged from the kitchen, checking each table for missing dishes. Amy hesitated about questioning him, then changed her mind and ordered extra grilled songbird and preserved fruit for Noah, who was eating well.
As the meal neared its end, the innkeeper’s voice rang out once more.
“Then Vernon, come back again tonight.”
Amy blinked. He’d be returning tonight? Just then, a large figure pushed open the kitchen door and strode across the hall toward the exit. Amy and Noah looked up idly—only for the man to suddenly let out a strange sound.
“Hrk!”
He clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide as he stared at Noah. Noah stared back blankly, then turned to Amy with a look that clearly said, “What’s going on?”
‘I was just wondering how to call him out—and now we’ve run into each other like this? What luck!’
As expected, it was a familiar face. Amy’s eyes sparkled brightly as she stood and confidently extended her hand toward him.
“Pleased to meet you. I’m Amelia Besford. May I have a quick word?”
The man gaped at Amy in bewilderment, then his eyes widened again. Seeing the uncertainty in his gaze, Amy silently cheered—this was going to work out perfectly.
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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