That would complicate things even more.
‘Are the shadows not moving at all?’
The shadows lurking around Riley, set by Gibben Lianster, still seemed to be in place.
They didn’t seem to move unless there was something significantly dangerous. Perhaps, they existed only to observe.
Or maybe…
‘Are they not moving because I’m here?’
If she collapsed in an empty place, did those shadows move to take action?
Considering they didn’t flinch even when the subject they were monitoring collapsed, maybe they were just there to observe.
Ban, contemplating whether to hand her over to those shadows, quickly dismissed the idea. There was no need to make those shadows aware of their presence.
Ban sighed, swiping his dry face as if he were annoyed.
“…What a troublesome situation.”
Handling each aspect like this was a first. Somehow, every time he met her, it seemed to create a situation where he couldn’t help but interfere. It was like becoming a babysitter trailing after a child.
Although he had decided to keep his distance, he couldn’t understand why he kept lingering around her.
It was true that Ban was curious about why the Death’s Head was taking her, and he was intrigued by the explosive magic she had shown last time. However, the situation of circling around her every day seemed to go beyond mere curiosity now…
‘Who is advising whom? No, why am I even…’
It was amusing to be in a situation where he deliberately chose to do things that would harm himself.
Staring at Riley’s face with a round expression for a while, Ban stood up, still holding her, and then teleported to the optimal location to leave her.
Horizon’s security magic was connected to the Death’s Head’s main body. Except for the first floor open to outsiders, if unauthorized individuals approached other floors or areas, the magic would automatically activate and send a signal to Gibben, helping him catch intruders who aimed for his neck, even those skilled assassins.
Of course, filtering out spies disguised as employees was challenging, but it was possible to instantly confirm if a suspicious person invaded the area.
In that sense, Gibben briefly pondered what was going on right now.
The back entrance of the Matap Horizon was not open to outsiders, and it was only open to his subordinates and executives working on the top floor of Matap. An unauthorized individual had invaded. The problem was that this familiar figure was the one causing turmoil in his mind recently.
And that familiar person was currently holding the culprit that had recently disturbed his peace of mind.
Upon this realization, Gibben quickly moved towards the back entrance.
The uninvited guest, who appeared suddenly, seemed to know in advance that Gibben would come, welcoming him casually as if he had expected it.
“You came.”
“Why are you here?”
“I intentionally came to the back entrance because it seemed conspicuous to go to the entrance. You happened to come out to greet me.”
With Ban’s nonchalant response, Gibben approached him with an indifferent expression. Then, he looked at the woman Ban was holding. His gaze instantly turned fierce.
“Why did you bring my wife here, hugging her?”
“She suddenly collapsed.”
“…Collapsed?”
“It seems like fatigue has accumulated. Maybe because of the exam period, she seemed to be studying hard.”
“…”
“And she looked quite stressed.”
The ominous gaze toward Riley subsided momentarily, and a very brief sense of aggression settled. Gibben scrutinized her face, which seemed more tired than usual, and then raised his head to look at Ban. He then extended his hand.
“Got yourself into another predicament.”
The voice was polite but stern. Ban handed Riley over, feeling the concealed hostility in Gibben’s demeanor, yet not entirely subdued. Gibben, with a hint of animosity that was not entirely restrained, accepted Riley, looking at her carefully. Then, he extended his hand.
“Got yourself into another predicament.”
The voice was polite but stern. Ban handed Riley over, feeling the concealed hostility in Gibben’s demeanor, yet not entirely subdued. Gibben, with a hint of animosity that was not entirely restrained, accepted Riley, looking at her carefully.
“Yes, that guy keeps owing me money. You should manage it well so that he doesn’t distract you.”
Upon Ban’s words, Gibben narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth.
“If you reveal it already, does it taste good?”
“I’m just saying because it seems you’re too complacent. You should be more vigilant.”
“Interesting. What are you saying? That I should even be vigilant according to you? You don’t know the subject.”
“I may not know everything, but at least I’m not someone who kneels down just because of a face.”
“…”
Unable to refute, Gibben stopped responding. Ban then grinned and stroked his chin.
“If you look into me, you’ll find out that I specialize in theft.”
“Living a life surrounded by thieves, catching a few and dealing with them is my specialty. It’s unfortunate.”
“I’m good at escaping as well.”
“Catching the ones who flee is also my expertise.”
“You have many specialties. I thought your only skill was playing with people.”
“I am quite versatile. It’s a shame you know only that. Learn to tolerate my patience, which allows me to tolerate your nagging.”
Ban laughed and gestured gracefully, placing his hand on his chest.
“I’ve known that fact for a long time. Well then, I’ll be going before the Death’s Head loses patience.”
Ban disappeared in an instant.
Gibben stared at the spot where Ban had been standing for a while, then shifted his gaze to Riley, who was in his arms. Resentment flickered in his eyes.
He couldn’t bear to see her but wanted to see her in the arms of another man.
Of all things, she had to be embraced by that unlucky guy. Watching her comfortably asleep with an unconcerned expression made him annoyed and filled with resentment.
She seemed fine all this time.
It seemed like the agony was his alone.
It was unbearable.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]
