Kalonn’s fingers gently explored the scar where the bandage had come off.
She still felt a lingering pain in the area that hadn’t completely healed.
“Ah…”
A faint moan, filled with mild discomfort, escaped her.
As Kalonn’s hand rested on her wrist, he too was experiencing a strange mix of emotions.
Ever since he heard the book had been torn, he had been picturing a specific person—a proud, coarse, and ignorant man.
It was none other than Aradis Jajak.
A different man, one with no hesitation when it came to causing harm to his own daughter.
The books Ael mentioned numbered ten, and among them were some rather thick volumes—books that could not be torn by mistake.
If Aradis Jajak had been so furious as to tear those books apart, where did his rage go after they were torn?
Anger flows from high places to low.
Though he had only visited once, Kalonn knew well who occupied the lowest part of that house.
Someone who had disguised themselves to the point where even a guest wouldn’t reveal their true form.
The anger that had exploded to the point of tearing ten books must have sought something else to burn.
“You threw the book.”
“…”
“I thought it was a blunt object causing the injury, but I didn’t think it would be the corner of a book.”
The finger, still tracing the scar, moved over the nearby strands of hair. It was an attempt to see a bit further inside.
The long finger delved into the strands of hair. Was there a wound there?
Feeling a somewhat bumpy area, Kalonn lowered his head. More than I had thought, in my opinion.
Just as Ael was experiencing physical contact with someone so close for the first time, the act of scrutinizing someone like this was a first for him as well.
Traces of anger ignited fresh anger within him.
“That man.”
Aradis Jajak, who had drooled like a starving dog while eyeing the gift I had brought.
For a moment, Kalonn imagined all the ways he could harm that despicable person.
Currently, hiding his identity in a small country, he was disguised as a high-ranking official, but he could return to being Kalonn Ash, who could wield power over the entire continent, at any time.
How much more pathetic could Aradis Jajak become in front of the name Kalonn Ash, known for his wealth?
All the possible methods that Kalonn could imagine passed through his mind.
Such base imaginings brought about a primitive satisfaction in him.
The gruesome imagination that had been becoming increasingly vivid without end came to a halt due to the rough sound of footsteps followed by a knock.
“Miss Ael! May I come in?”
As Ino’s voice echoed, the two who had been frozen in time snapped back to reality simultaneously.
The hand that had been touching the wounds withdrew, and the feather-like soft breath on the wrist faded away.
Ael and Kalonn simultaneously felt a sense of loss.
The two quickly composed themselves, their appearances unaltered. Only the lingering awkwardness from their recent actions remained.
“Miss Ael? Are you in there?”
“I’m here! Come in!”
Ael hastily responded to Ino’s voice. Before Ael’s voice had fully disappeared, the door creaked open.
“Hello! I’m here!”
Ino entered with a wide smile.
“…Huh?”
Then, she froze in place under the subtle gaze directed at her.
Ael, whose face was strangely flushed, and Kalon, who was glaring coldly at her despite seemingly having done nothing wrong today.
“What did I do wrong?” Ino thought to herself.
However, no matter how much she thought about it, there was really no reason for her to be scolded today. After all, it was their first meeting, whether it was Kalon or Ael!
“No, why have they been giving me those suspicious looks lately?” Ino wondered, but she knew very well that it couldn’t be due to some sudden bout of nostalgia for her. So, she shook her head.
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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