“I’m sorry, Master. They haven’t arrived yet.”
The servant, bowing politely towards Johan, lamented his mistake.
Due to the shortage of servants being busy with arriving guests, a seemingly idle maid was arbitrarily sent to run errands.
Dinner time was approaching, and yet they had not appeared.
The servant glanced at Johan’s complexion and pointed to the central clock.
“This item will go well with today’s attire. What do you think?”
Johan casually brushed through the watches the servant had brought up with his narrowed eyes.
The servant’s eyes burned with discomfort at the unpleasant gaze.
Where could they be and what could they be doing?
For Johan Leopold, the Patek ‘Nostalgia 1870,’ a wristwatch, held more significance than just an accessory.
It was the first and last birthday gift from the Duchess of Edinburgh, his mother, on the day he was born.
Among the men of the Leopold family of the Duchess of Edinburgh, it was customary to wear the watch received as a birthday present when they turned sixteen.
It was common to alternate with different products depending on the time and place, but Johan stubbornly insisted on that watch alone.
Johan closed his eyes, leaned back slowly with his large hand on the nape of his neck.
The servant, who had lost his neck, did not dare to suggest anything else.
A slight fatigue could be felt in the unimpressed face. A dry indifference flowed that wouldn’t make you feel like you were celebrating a birthday even if the Duke’s wife were present.
It was no different from when the Duchess of Leopold was alive.
“I apologize. It’s my negligence.”
The servant offered an apology once again with utmost politeness.
At that moment, the door opened with a knock. The servant’s gaze immediately turned to the door with joy.
However, when he saw Maurice’s face that turned pale, the joy froze.
How nice it would have been if it were the maid they had been waiting for.
“It’s time to go down.”
Johan stopped the movement of casually adjusting his cuffs and stood up.
“Master, what about the watch?”
“When it arrives. Deal with it then.”
Johan said dryly while buttoning the black tuxedo jacket.
The servant deeply bowed to Johan’s back crossing the bedroom. Once again, there was a knock.
Finally, they have arrived.
The servant raised his head, flinching.
“…….”
The smile at the tip of the mustache disappeared in an instant. It wasn’t the maid they had been waiting for.
While the servant contemplated cutting her off from today, Leopold Hotel’s acting manager approached Johan straight away.
“There is something I need to report.”
Johan nodded.
“Viscount Ranslot has checked in.”
It wasn’t a particularly special report. Since it was already expected that he would interfere with the International Bank acquisition deal.
“And.”
The employee paused for a moment before continuing.
“Miss Ann Marshall stayed with him.”
“Ann Marshall?”
Maurice supplemented in a tone indicating he didn’t know who she was.
“Isn’t there a maid from Miss Blanchett? She’s from the Viscount.”
As Maurice spoke, Johan’s gaze, as if gauging something, turned back to the front.
“Olivia.”
“She is not on the guest list for now.”
Johan turned his head slightly.
What business could the maid who used to follow Olivia like a shadow have in Londos alone?
His narrowed eyes, sharp as a knife, became even sharper. The golden afternoon light, approaching dusk, filled his ashen eyes.
‘Happy birthday, Johan.’
His wife’s voice penetrated.
‘I love you.’
The face that constantly rambled on about love, smiling faintly, even.
Johan slowly closed his eyes in the dazzling sunlight pouring through the glass window.
And when he opened his eyes again, it was after completely erasing all traces.
At the main gate of Greathill, adorned with a roaring lion pattern, the gatekeeper and the stable boy were in the midst of a fierce fight.
“Viscount Edgar Lancaster, the Earl of the Britt Kingdom, is on a carriage that has arrived.”
“So.”
The gatekeeper sighed and explained again.
“Even His Majesty, the King of the Britt Kingdom, cannot enter without an invitation. So, show the invitation.”
The two struggled for a while.
During the monotonous fight, Edgar admired the scenery outside the carriage.
A refreshing wind blew through the verdant forest filled with the scent of pine.
Beyond the shaking curtain, Greathill came into view. Alone, it shone brilliantly on the hill where the sunset was falling.
“Oh, well, I hurriedly came from Britt and forgot the invitation.”
The tired gatekeeper sighed and said with resignation.
“Well, wait a moment. I’ll talk to the butler.”
The door to the luxurious mansion didn’t seem to open easily.
The gatekeeper, who stepped back a bit from the persistent stable boy, turned his body.
The stable boy, looking at Edgar through the small window, stared at him. Edgar made a short nod.
It meant to pretend to faint for a moment.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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