Woke Up And I'm A Married Woman (17 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 10
“I never thought there’d be someone else besides my professor who’d find me so frustrating.”
I spoke in a calm voice.
“If I sound inconsiderate, please understand—it’s because at the academy, I only say what’s absolutely necessary.”
“Normally, you’d apologize when you say something like that.”
“I’m sorry for being inconsiderate.”
There—apology done.
Even though I apologized obediently as instructed, Cedar’s furrowed brow refused to relax.
“It’s strangely unsettling… I accepted your apology, yet I still feel uneasy.”
“Then just don’t accept it.”
“Is that something you should be saying yourself?”
“You’re awfully sensitive.”
“Now that’s a first-time compliment.”
I wanted to have an academic discussion with him about what “sensitivity” truly meant and the nature of relativity, but I couldn’t.
Grrroooowl—
A thunderous sound erupted from my stomach.
He stared down at me silently for a moment, then abruptly spun around and started walking away with heavy steps.
I hastily sat up from the sofa, and he murmured in a very low voice, as if making an excuse.
“…Hyle apparently didn’t even prepare your meal before leaving. So I came to take care of it myself.”
Though his tone was annoyingly gruff, it clearly meant he’d been worried about me.
I quickly got up from the sofa and followed behind him, saying,
“Oh, right! He didn’t even tell me where the pantry was.”
At my grumbling, he gave a small chuckle.
“If he had told you, could you really cook yourself?”
“Yes, as long as there are potatoes.”
“Potatoes?”
“You can just boil them and eat them.”
His misty, silvery-gray eyes—reminiscent of a fog-covered night sky—suddenly turned toward me. I tilted my head in confusion.
“What is it?”
“What else do you know how to cook?”
“Besides boiled potatoes?”
Let me see. I began folding my fingers one by one as I spoke.
“I can boil eggs too.”
“And?”
“I can also boil eggplants. Though I dislike vegetables, so I only eat them when I’m truly starving.”
I was about to list more things I could boil when Cedar changed his question.
“Besides boiling, is there anything else you can eat?”
“Huh? Then how would I eat it? Raw? I was told eating raw potatoes is dangerous.”
“…”
For some reason, the more I spoke, the darker Cedar’s expression became.
What on earth had I said wrong? As I frowned in confusion, Cedar’s large hand gripped my shoulder.
“From now on, you’ll eat all three meals with me. Understood?”
“Huh? Why suddenly?”
“It’s not sudden. It’s just… this is…”
The man, whose eyes had briefly wavered as he looked at the floor, suddenly brightened with a wide smile and declared,
“Family tradition! It’s the Grenit family tradition—meals are always shared with the whole family.”
“Oh, so noble families really are different.”
At my enthusiastic agreement, Cedar’s expression relaxed a little. Tilting my head, I asked,
“But aren’t we only married by contract? Do we really need to follow every single family tradition?”
Cedar’s face darkened again.
He grumbled furiously, as if deeply annoyed, and replied in an unusually curt tone.
“Yes!”
“But didn’t you leave me alone to eat breakfast by myself this morning?”
“Th-that was… anyway, just forget it!”
After shouting his reply, Cedar began walking even faster.
Watching his back grow steadily farther away, I tilted my head in puzzlement.
Why is he acting like this?
‘Could it be that the part of him that doesn’t want to follow rules is clashing with the part that feels he must?’
And the side insisting on duty has won out!
‘Truly, being born into a noble house isn’t easy at all.’
Though Cedar’s scowling face suited his cocky demeanor, he was, contrary to appearances, someone who strictly adhered to rules.
‘Even if I’m only his contractual wife, I should still do my best to uphold them.’
Resolving firmly in my role as a housemate, I hurried after Cedar.
[This is the timeline separator]A life stretching over twenty years—and a few more besides.
In Cedar’s own view, his life had been one where he simply couldn’t afford to stay weak.
“Every single day felt like war.”
Cedar’s mother had been a maid in the Grenit ducal household.
The Duchess Grenit was a princess who had married into the family from a neighboring kingdom. Unable to adjust to sudden life in a foreign land, she frequently fell ill.
Consequently, she often left the capital residence to stay at their country estate.
It was precisely during one of these absences that Cedar’s mother, Lady Briar, slipped into the Duke’s chamber.
Approaching the lonely Duke with her silver hair flowing, Lady Briar fortuitously shared his bed and gave birth to Cedar.
Though he was the Duke’s eldest son, with the Duchess still alive, he was merely considered a bastard.
However, because the Duchess remained frail and unable to conceive for many years—and with growing consensus that she might never bear a child—Cedar was eventually formally recognized as a legitimate heir.
And then, finally…
[Her Ladyship has passed away.]The Duchess died young, leaving behind a much younger son, who was significantly younger than Cedar.
After that, Cedar’s life descended into chaos.
Factions supporting Cedar as the rightful heir clashed daily with those backing his younger half-brother, who carried royal blood.
To push their agendas, they didn’t hesitate to attempt assassinations of both Cedar and his brother.
“All I ever needed was strength.”
Cedar never offered kind words to anyone—he believed it made him look weak.
Not trusting anyone meant he’d never get hurt. Viewing everyone as an enemy meant he never had to bare his heart.
When he finally felt confident he’d gained enough strength to leave the household, Cedar started living on his own.
It had already been exactly four years since he left the Grenit ducal residence.
Now, Cedar found himself reflecting anew on himself.
“Am I… strangely soft toward the wrong person?”
It was all because of his wife, Nelly Periway.
Though she’d claimed she’d manage on her own and sent Hyle away, Nelly had apparently gone hungry all day—her stomach kept rumbling loudly.
If that were all, he might have scoffed, “So much for being called an Archmage—can’t even feed herself?”
But Nelly remained unnervingly composed, as if hunger didn’t affect her at all.
She seemed like someone for whom starvation was simply routine.
“I heard she stayed at the academy all this time and became Archmage… Do they all live so pitifully there?”
Yet her expression was far too calm for pity—it only left him bewildered.
“And the fact that she only ever boils things to eat… Maybe that’s just how she’s always lived?”
Cedar’s gaze drifted to her loose-fitting clothes—despite being tightly laced into a corset—and her stick-thin arms.
“She looks like she’d snap if I touched her.”
Regardless of how things ended between them, he decided he had to feed her first. So he said,
“From now on, you’ll eat all three meals with me. Understood?”
Even inventing a lie about “family tradition” to make it happen.
“How did I ever get into this…”
Why did this woman keep sticking in his mind? He asked himself, but no answer came.
Sighing heavily again and again, Cedar headed toward the kitchen.
Unaware of his turmoil, the clueless woman trailed after him like a puppy, chirping,
“They say if you keep sighing, your luck will run away. Though… as a Swordmaster, maybe you could chase it down and catch it?”
“…”
Cedar looked down at Nelly with an expression of utter exasperation.
“Do you even realize whose fault it is that I keep sighing?”
Here he was, during his knightly duties, wondering what in the world he was doing.
Battling feelings of shame and self-disgust, Cedar began rationalizing to himself.
“No, this is necessary—it’s to keep secret the fact that my wife has awakened. Since she refused Hyle’s care, I have no choice but to do it myself.”
It’s not like I plan to care for her my whole life.
I’ll just teach her how to manage on her own until she’s capable.
“Mages have good memories. Once I show her, she’ll manage fine on her own next time.”
Having finished justifying himself, Cedar felt lighter. He showed Nelly the door to the pantry.
He also pointed out the box where bread was always kept and where the hams were stored. Together, they glanced over the ingredients and decided on a meal.
“I’ll just make a quick sandwich with grilled ham and cheese on bread.”
Since mealtime had already passed, and stew would take too long to prepare, something fast and simple was best.
Nelly, utterly clueless about food yet brimming with curiosity, asked,
“What are you doing right now?”
It was just grilling ham—nothing more. Embarrassed, Cedar answered gruffly,
“Cooking.”
“I know it’s cooking! I’m asking what you’re making.”
“I’m not exactly a great cook. I only know simple things anyone can do.”
“You’ve been saying weird things since a while ago. Are you deliberately dodging the question? Or do you just not know the dish’s name?”
“…A sandwich.”
“You should’ve just said that from the start.”
If a subordinate had talked to him like that, they’d have gotten a good beating by now.
“I’m holding back because if I hit her, something really bad might happen. It’s only because she’s so thin.”
Once again, Cedar justified his uncharacteristically gentle behavior and let the thought drift away.
The sandwich was quickly finished.
Normally, he wouldn’t even add salt—but thinking of Nelly eating it, he generously drizzled on all sorts of sauces.
Dinner turned out to be surprisingly enjoyable.
Because Nelly’s hands were so small, her sandwich looked much larger than Cedar’s.
She took a tiny nibble like a hamster and chewed very slowly.
“Do you chew a hundred times per bite like a cow because you’ve lost your appetite?”
Cedar rested his chin on his hand and teased.
After a long while, she finally swallowed and flushed bright red as she retorted,
“I chew about thirty times! Is it really that strange to chew thoroughly?”
“Why exactly thirty?”
“When I was little, a book said to chew thirty times… Do other people not chew thirty times?”
It was such a bizarre answer. Cedar pressed his lips together tightly.
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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