Riley did her best to ignore the ‘infidelity rumors’, merely waiting for news to come from the capital.
She had heard that the knight swept through the capital a month ago, but he hadn’t contacted her once since. Because of this, Riley had all sorts of thoughts.
Was he in a difficult situation, or had his affection already cooled? Or maybe he was not even bothered by these trifling infidelity rumors.
No, perhaps he was already preparing for a divorce. If he resolved to ignore his master’s last wishes, he could ignore them. Or he could plan for the guardianship procedure as initially planned…….
Why hasn’t he contacted her? She wanted to contact him first, but in this countryside, there were no means to send a message to Blestige.
She thought about going to Blestige to meet him, but soon gave up on that. If she carelessly went to the capital, she might end up adding fuel to the fire of the infidelity rumors.
The day he left Blestige, his kind and considerate appearance overlapped, and her worry and concern grew even more.
“Why are you so pensive today?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Is something bothering you?”
“……No, can we stop for today? I’m not feeling well.”
Mrs. Beyerickside closely examined Riley’s pale face and nodded.
“You have been overdoing it lately. Let’s call it a day.”
After Mrs. Beyerickside left, Riley collapsed onto her bed.
‘It’s the worst.’
She had been pushing herself with training these past few days.
Her aunt had even stuck out her tongue, suggesting that she take a rest. Maybe she had pushed too hard, for her condition was not good.
Her body felt heavy as a ton, and she had been in a daze all day. The headache that had started faintly had now turned into a serious, splitting pain.
But what bothered her more than her terrible physical condition was Gibnen.
His image, floating around in her head like a daily prayer, had begun to appear even in her dreams.
Furthermore, every dream with him in it was a nightmare. A dream where he pushed her into a pit of hellfire, a dream where he dropped her from the tower, a dream where she was married off to Count Ermeintz.
And among them, the worst dream was one where Gibnen was being stoned by the public.
In the dream, Gibnen’s handsome face was bloodied. Seeing his disfigured face after being hit by rocks, she screamed and woke from the dream. It was the absolute worst.
Afraid of having another nightmare, she couldn’t fall asleep easily.
Eventually, Riley began to write a letter to Gibnen with paper and quill.
When she finished the carefully considered letter, pressing hard with her quill, the door opened, and someone came in.
It was Claire.
“You. How long are you going to hide like that, pretending not to know?”
“…….”
“How about requesting a divorce before being divorced? It might be a little less shameful.”
Claire was fanning the flames with her taunts, adding to Riley’s already confused mind.
“You’re the sinner to that man. You’ve caused such inconvenience to escape marriage, tsk. And yet you’ll go through with this marriage? Have no conscience? It’s your fault we might suffer too.”
“……Get out.”
“You’re garbage. If you hadn’t done such stupid things, would the lord of the Horizon tower have anything to do with you? He’s marrying you because of the scandal, so please wake up. He’s just playing with you, do you think he’s sincere?”
“…….”
“Besides, now at that age, he’s become a shameless person who has stolen someone’s woman. Do you want to willingly become an adulterer, you idiot? Do you know how prestigious the Lianster family is? You are the one who tarnished that immense family’s reputation. You should be glad if you aren’t retaliated against. You should kneel and beg. Understand?”
Listening to Claire’s lecture in silence, Riley glared at her, clutching her throbbing head. Her appearance and quarrel had sent Riley’s already low spirits crashing down.
“……So?”
“What?”
“……What do you want me to do?”
“Don’t you have any conscience?”
At Claire’s question, Riley spat out a laugh and replied with a tired voice.
“Do you have a conscience?”
“……What?”
“I don’t know why you’re overstepping and lecturing me about my marriage. Yes, I’m trash as you say. I think about myself and only myself. But I don’t think it’s you, not Gibnen Lianster, not anyone else, who should criticize that.”
Claire was quite taken aback by Riley’s strong response.
Annoyed or not, Riley lashed out at Claire.
“It’s Gibnen Lianster, that man, who will decide whether or not to break off the engagement. I have no say in it. Neither do you.”
“If you have a conscience, you should request the breakup first. Act morally.”
“How ridiculous. Do you think you have the right to talk about morality? You live off money made by selling your parents’ morality, money made by sucking their blood. Do you think you have the right to talk about morality?”
At Riley’s words, Claire’s face reddened with a hiss, and she screamed, her veins bulging.
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.”
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