But contrary to Peron’s thinking, Cassard had no thought whatsoever of taking the woman as his wife or spending the night with her.
Not yet.
“Will you give it back?”
Even at this moment, as a small woman who barely reached my shoulder line raised her head toward me and asked with a pleading face,
“Sit.”
Her amber eyes wavered at the command I gave with my head tilted. But it was still amazing that she did not avoid my gaze.
The woman passed by Cassard’s side as if giving up. The distance was too close, and the scent of roses sharply intruded. She must have slept all day and just woke up, but whether the perfume’s scent hadn’t faded yet.
But she must have been hungry, as she went to the table and began to eat right away, lifting the cutlery. It was only a few spoonfuls of porridge at best.
Sitting across from the woman who was eating, Cassard quietly reviewed documents until she finished eating.
The woman finished eating and came into view, but this time, she didn’t start talking first, she sat quite obediently and waited. It was a slightly uneasy expression, but still, she stared at this side piercingly.
“Shall I give more?”
The woman shook her head.
Cassard leaned back, putting down the documents. Hoping that the dawn hour and attachment to the necklace would work adequately on her,
“There are a few things you have to answer.”
“…….”
Cassard’s interlocking knuckles rested on his thighs for a moment as he locked eyes with the woman.
In the story of the doctor called Roeagal, the woman was just a simple errand runner. But if she had a private conversation with her father in the villa near the Rineba River…
What they talked about, what happened, only this woman knew.
Foolishly, more than the suspicion of murder, something else became more curious when he confirmed her face.
“What was your relationship with my father?”
Lindcoem’s late spring was warm and dry, mostly clear weather. But that day, as if something was about to happen, fox rain poured down at noon.
“Oh dear… On a rainy day, something always happens, huh?”
The old man gazed out the window with a worried face. Scáthach’s eyes followed the old man’s, looking out the window. Instead of contradicting the old man’s words, Scáthach just smiled silently.
“You, our gentle nurse girl, stay home all day on such a day. Yes, you have to.”
“Yes, Grandmother.”
With Scáthach’s warm smile and gentle words, the old lady happily tucked a candy into her apron pocket.
The old lady especially loved Scáthach because she resembled Princess Erwin.
Of course, the princess was beheaded when the kingdom of Eberen fell long ago, so the nurse couldn’t be the princess, even though she knew that.
There were quite a lot of people living in Lindcoem’s domain.
The Blahnath family was so wealthy in finance and the arms industry that the main reason was that they taxed little.
Due to the history of being the capital of the old Eberen Kingdom, many former Eberen Kingdom residents gathered and lived in the domain as well.
Scáthach’s workplace, the hospital, was quite busy compared to its location and size, and this was partly because Roegal was a fairly renowned doctor, and the population in Lindcom had increased, but it was especially busy after the new hiring of pretty and friendly nurses.
Roegal, who was operating a small hospital near the Lindcom forest, looked at Scáthach, who was preparing to leave work, with proud eyes.
He thought he might have picked his son’s friend too easily, but her nimble fingertips and cheerful disposition fit Roegal’s taste perfectly.
Not only that. She was also very discreet and never leaked someone else’s words carelessly. That’s why she was entrusted with the very important errand of going to and from the Duke’s villa.
“Director, I’m going to leave now!”
“Scáthach, it’s the last errand. Just leave this at the villa and come back.”
Roegal handed over the villa key and a small bottle of medicine.
“Is it the last one?”
“Yes.”
Since Emperor Fovgen had passed away, there would be no more need to make the drug.
Although the trouble of having to make one more trip due to the Duke’s meticulous nature of collecting even the leftover drugs in case evidence was left remained.
“Yes.”
Scáthach tilted her head. Why deliver it so secretly every time?
But she didn’t bother to ask, knowing that Roegal would never answer anyway.
“You’ve worked hard!”
Thinking to himself, “You have contributed to the promising future of the Parsard Empire as well,” Roegal, who sent Scáthach on an errand as usual, never anticipated what would happen to her.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]The old man’s saying that if it rained suddenly on a clear day, trouble would come seemed to apply surprisingly to Scáthach.
When she arrived at the villa near the Linebagang River, she hesitated for a moment at the door, feeling an eerie and eerie atmosphere. She, a nurse, would surely recognize this smell that pricked her nose.
The smell of blood.
What to do? She had to put this medicine bottle in the second drawer of the study…
But if this was really the smell of blood, she, being a nurse, could not ignore this situation even more.
Opening the door cautiously with the key, the sunset light pouring behind Scáthach entered the villa before her.
Following the crimson sunset, at the end of her shadow, someone was lying on the carpet soaked heavily with blood.
The rare dark black hair. It was Duke Blahnath, whom she had never met directly even while going on errands.
The saying that a person doesn’t scream when they are too surprised was accurate. Nevertheless, Scáthach did her best as a nurse. She quickly ran to the fallen person and checked if they were conscious or breathing.
The fallen person was not a patient but a corpse. It was already cold.
When Scáthach stood up to call the police, several police officers rushed in through the open door.
Clink.
What she heard without even being able to breathe was the sound of several gun barrels being aimed at her.
“Put your hands above your head!”
With the feeling of all the blood draining from her body, Scáthach raised her hands as they ordered. Only then did she realize that her skirt was soaked in blood.
“I, I just came for an errand…”
Several police officers rushed in and dumped Scáthach’s shoulder bag onto the floor. The scattered belongings spun dizzyingly in her sight.
A few pencils, books and notebooks, several sheets of cloth, small rabbit dolls, and the two small bottles of medicine handed over by the director were visible.
“I, I checked for consciousness because he was lying down… but he’s already passed away…”
None of them were listening to Scáthach’s words.
The police officers, who roughly dragged her without any resistance, threw Scáthach into the Lindcom mansion’s underground dungeon.
The dungeon of Lindcom, which had been renovated from the ancient Ebern castle into the Blahnath family’s ducal residence, was as old as it was chillingly cold and dark.
The guards couldn’t take their eyes off beautiful Scáthach but kept a certain distance. After the interrogation by the prison warden and the torture began, Scáthach became more and more ragged, and they even sent some taunts.
After being robbed of sleep for three days, I really wished I could die just like this, and prayed earnestly in my heart.
If I must live, then I would rather be able to face death in a dream.
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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