You Can't Catch the Wind (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 9
Ael sat in her seat, constantly glancing around. The place she had been led to was a building belonging to the Ash Trading Company nearby.
Having been shown into a room normally used for discussions with business partners, Ael found it simply fascinating that one entire wall was made of transparent glass, allowing her to observe the interior of the trading company.
Though she had never entered another trading company’s building before, she knew at least that other companies in Denertum didn’t have rooms designed this way.
‘So this is how the Empire arranges its reception rooms.’
It seemed like a good idea.
While seated, watching the company’s staff bustling about diligently, she somehow felt her trust in this trading company growing.
Naturally, the sheer scale of the building itself also seemed likely to reassure those doing business here.
Soon, however, Ael realized why the people of the Ash Trading Company struck her as so unusual.
‘There are so many women.’
Even without hearing their voices, she could tell they were from the Empire—their clothing styles differed slightly, and, more than anything, their mannerisms and attitudes clearly set them apart from the people of Denertum.
They laughed freely, patting men casually on the shoulders and speaking to them without the slightest hesitation.
At first, she had assumed they were secretaries assisting the seated individuals, but upon closer observation, she noticed that many of them were actually giving instructions and moving about authoritatively.
‘Come to think of it, Nisha, the branch manager, is also a woman…’
She recalled how everyone in the trading company had bowed respectfully when Nisha entered.
In Denertum, unless one was a noblewoman, such deference would never be shown.
When she had first entered the building, her ankle had been painful, and the suddenness of being guided here had left her flustered—so much so that she hadn’t properly noticed just how many women were working inside the Ash Trading Company.
As Ael watched them, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.
‘Could I work here too?’
No shop or company in Denertum would ever hire her.
If she were merely a commoner, perhaps a few places might consider it—but as a noblewoman, there wouldn’t be a single place willing to offer her work.
But perhaps, in an Imperial trading company, it might be possible?
As soon as this notion sparked new possibilities, her imagination ran wild, one idea chasing another. Before long, she pictured herself seated among the workers, actively engaged in their tasks.
Knock knock.
The happiness she’d felt from mere imagination vanished instantly at the sound of knocking. Without realizing it, Ael stood up straight, adjusting her posture.
Just as she always did at home—carefully watching the newcomer’s expression to ensure she gave no cause for criticism.
“You’ve waited quite a while. I’m sorry for being late… Why are you standing?”
The one who entered was Calon. He frowned slightly upon seeing Ael.
The doctor had said her ankle was only slightly sprained.
He’d assured her it would heal quickly if she stayed off it and rested for a few days, and had instructed her to remain seated until they could take her home—so why was she standing there so stiffly?
It wasn’t just now, either. During treatment, she’d been mortified just by removing her shoes and exposing her feet.
Thankfully, the company had a female doctor; had it been a male physician, she likely would have refused treatment altogether.
Though he’d only arrived in this country a day ago, Calon had already grasped just how rigid and stifling Denertum truly was.
‘It’s even more backward than I imagined.’
Now he understood why Nisha, the branch manager, had scribbled expletives in her personal letter accompanying the report—only to cross them out hastily with her pen.
Thus, Calon found this woman even more intriguing.
Of course, she might have approached him with some hidden agenda, just like that vagrant who’d tried to steal documents.
‘But if that were the case, she wouldn’t have drawn so much attention to herself.’
While others had avoided getting involved in troublesome matters, this woman alone had stepped forward, tripping someone and throwing a book to help.
‘Though perhaps she expected something in return.’
Calon sorted through his increasingly tangled thoughts and, out of habit, offered a gentle smile.
“Please sit down first. Standing like that will only prolong the pain.”
“Yes.”
“A moment ago, in all the confusion, I barely managed to introduce myself. If it’s not too forward, may I ask your name?”
“I’m… Ael.”
Ael had briefly considered giving her full noble name but quickly decided against it, offering only her first name instead.
She’d heard that just as nobles looked down on Imperials, Imperial merchants held little regard for nobles.
And understandably so—after all, it was the noble factions who repeatedly obstructed Imperial merchants’ expansion.
Her own father, Viscount Aradis, often ranted drunkenly about Imperial merchants, as if it were a habit.
‘If I mention I’m a noble, they’ll probably feel uncomfortable.’
Though the staff had been overly kind to her—perhaps precisely because she’d helped them—it wasn’t unpleasant. In truth, aside from Jena, no one had ever shown her such genuine concern.
After all, they likely wouldn’t meet again after today. She wanted their final impression of each other to remain pleasant.
“I see. Then, Miss Ael, if it’s not too bold to ask—do you have any particular reward in mind? We’d like to properly thank you for your assistance.”
She wanted to say no reward was necessary—it hadn’t been done for compensation in the first place.
But returning empty-handed would surely earn her scolding for being late and failing to obtain even a single sheet of letter paper.
“Um… then… could I possibly ask for new letter paper?”
Another noble might have dismissed the matter lightly and simply purchased more on their own. But Ael didn’t have the money for that.
“Of course.”
Relief finally softened Ael’s expression at this straightforward reply. Just then, Nisha entered, carrying a tray laden with refreshments.
“My apologies for the delayed hospitality. Please try some—this tea and these Imperial sweets arrived just yesterday on the ship.”
Ael’s gaze turned to the tray Nisha set down. It held an unfamiliar porcelain teapot and cups, along with an array of sweets filling the tray.
No matter how much Denertum’s nobles scorned Imperial goods, none could deny the overwhelming quality of items imported from the Empire.
Moreover, among younger nobles, consuming Imperial products was increasingly becoming a point of pride.
After all, many luxury goods came from the Empire.
Tea sets and sweets were especially representative.
Once, Elise had received a gift from the Grand Duke and proudly displayed a heap of sweets on the table—all imported directly from the Empire.
Their unfamiliar shapes had captivated not only Ael but also Viscountess Aradis and the maids, who couldn’t look away.
Unlike Denertum’s plain confections, the Empire’s sweets boasted vivid colors as if painted, appearing more like ornaments than food.
Predictably, after showing them off, Elise had declared them too precious to share and taken them all to her room.
Though she did seem to have given a few pieces to Viscountess Aradis and Maya, her maid.
Maya had returned to the kitchen, endlessly boasting to Ael and Jena about how fantastical the Imperial sweets tasted.
Naturally, Jena had listened with a mesmerized expression.
Ael, pretending indifference, had secretly paid close attention to Maya’s descriptions—how the texture felt, what the vibrantly colored parts tasted like, and so on.
Maya’s vivid account had made Ael swallow unconsciously several times.
For the first time, Ael regretted missing a banquet—Elise had mentioned that Imperial sweets were now frequently served at recent gatherings.
Yet the sweets Nisha had just brought looked even more expensive than those Elise had received from the Grand Duke.
It wasn’t just the sweets—the aroma of the tea Nisha poured was exceptionally exquisite as well.
“This is a newly blended tea, harvested at the end of last year and released for the first time this year. Even in the Empire, it’s quite rare.”
“Thank you.”
Ael accepted the teacup and took a careful sip. Instantly, warmth spread through her body, accompanied by a rich, fragrant flavor.
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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