“You thought I would give up? Never.”
I woke up more defiant than yesterday, rubbing my sleepy eyes.
I went to bed late, chewing over yesterday’s conversation with Tesmillione. As a result, I overslept and missed Tesmillione’s time to come out of the bedroom. But it didn’t matter. Now I could easily see Tesmillione’s morning routine.
“So, he must be in the garden now?”
I passed through the unlit mansion corridor and went to the garden.
But there was nothing where I always used to see his back. I swept my hand across the empty bench.
“That’s strange. He never broke his routine.”
With a curious heart, I moved to the library. The only three places Tesmillione would go were these.
The library door was firmly closed, but bright light leaked from the gap. It seemed he was indeed here.
So what? If I enter, he will dislike it…
But wouldn’t he dislike it tremendously if I barged in like this after arguing so fiercely yesterday?
I hesitated whether to knock or not, and finally, the moment came when I was ready to knock.
“Come in.”
What’s this, as if he was watching me? Is there a CCTV or something?
I looked around unnecessarily and opened the door with a tense heart. It was the first time I had come in since the day Rodrigio was badly injured.
“I clearly told you never to follow me again.”
“I didn’t follow you. You told me to come in first.”
“Didn’t you look for me all the way to the garden?”
At Tesmillione’s words, I looked at the large glass window of the library. The garden was clearly visible. He meant that he saw me go to the bench and back.
“Um, that’s…”
“According to you, I am a person without responsibility or affection. So there will be no such thing as you wish. Go back.”
“No.”
I took a big step closer to where Tesmillione was.
“Actually, I came to talk about something else today. It’s my concern, and I would like you, the wise head of the family, to listen.”
Tesmillione spread a book, as if he had no intention of listening to me, whether I talked or not. But it’s not like he told me to get out right away, is it?
“I miss my family so much.”
Tesmillione’s hand, turning the book, stopped for a moment.
“If you miss them, you shouldn’t talk to me about it, you should go and see them.”
“I can’t. I feel like I’ll never see them again.”
I kept fiddling with my clasped fingers. It was embarrassing and awkward to tell the story I had buried in my heart.
“Have they passed away?”
“Um, it’s similar.”
The death was mine, but the situation was the same.
“And even if there is a chance to meet again, I think I will not go. They will be happier without me. They have suffered a lot because of me, and also…”
I had seen too well how the medical expenses had shattered the household economy, and love had dulled between them.
“That won’t be the case.”
Tesmillione’s tone was calm.
“No, I’ve been sick for a long time. I had to lie in bed for a long time. At first, all my family comforted me. They said it’s okay, I’ll get better soon, don’t worry. They said they love me.”
My head slowly dropped. I was recalling those moments, which seemed long ago and like yesterday. It was a painful memory, but I didn’t cry.
“But at some point, no one gave me such words. They took care of me when I was ill, but the affectionate touch on my face diminished. There must have been no room for love in their tired hearts. I understand. Even if love has worn away and disappeared… Even if they hoped that I would leave soon…”
“No, they loved you but just couldn’t say it.”
I looked up at Tesmillione. He lifted his eyes from the book and looked at me.
“……Really?”
“I can’t know the hearts of all parents, but if it were me, that’s how I would have felt. Where would there be parents who wish for their children to leave?”
Saying so, Tesmillione looked weary like a severalhundredyearold man.
“Was it like that? I don’t really know. But if it was really as His Lordship said, sometimes it would have been nice to say that you love me one more time. You know what I mean. ‘I love you, daughter. Don’t worry about anything. We’re happy just having you with us. It’s hard, but it’s obviously better than not having you here.’”
I closed my mouth, stopping for a moment. Saying what I had wanted to hear felt strange. It was as if a small stone had fallen deep within my heart, and ripples spread out.
“It might seem childish, and just a word might not seem important… but still, I think I would have been happier that way.”
Tessmillion was silent, seeming lost in thought.
I stared blankly at the brightening sky behind his back. Now, those events were just vaguely in the past.
“If I have to lie alone for a long time, and not even be loved, I’d rather disappear than trouble everyone. It’s harder than it looks.”
“Don’t you hurt now?”
“Me? Oh! No, I’m not in pain. A miraculous opportunity came to me. An opportunity to live a normal life without pain. So, I’m living as hard as I can.”
I smiled brightly, knowing Tessmillion was asking about my illness.
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 🙂
*
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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