“Lawrence isn’t satisfied with just me; he took Moha as well to use it to climb the tower.”
She clenched her fist painfully.
“I can’t forgive her.”
She must not forgive.
“I don’t even want to understand.”
There was no need to understand.
From now on, for the two of them, any reason to consider others beyond themselves was meaningless, whether they won or lost. It had to conclude with one of those two outcomes. There was never an option for Racraxan and Bercheria to part ways.
“I’ll find a way to save Moha.”
At Racraxan’s words, Bercheria’s eyes reddened.
“Didn’t you dislike Moha?”
He lightly smiled, running his fingers across Bercheria’s eyelids.
“Yes, I disliked it.”
“But then…”
“Anyway, my opinion doesn’t matter.”
Racraxan understood Bercheria’s loneliness.
“If you want, I want; if you hate, I hate. That’s how it’s going to be from now on, Bercheria.”
The golden eyes looking at Racraxan tightly shut again at Moha’s roar.
Racraxan leaned her face on his shoulder, coldly staring at the guards brutally attacking Moha.
⭐
Kelita suffered excruciating pain as soon as she opened her eyes. Her arms and legs felt awkward, as if they had been cut and reattached, and her head throbbed as if it was about to shatter.
“Princess? Are you awake? Are you okay?”
In Kelita’s hazy vision, a familiar face approached.
“Loge…? No, Loge?”
“Do you recognize me?”
As Kelita raised her head, she looked around her bed, surrounded by Loge and other maids.
“What are you talking about? Of course, I recognize you. Why wouldn’t I recognize Loge?…”
As Kelita’s gaze went down, her face gradually turned into shock.
“Ah!”
Kelita trembled as if she had seen something unbearable.
“What is this!”
Her always neat room was a mess. Treasured items were scattered like trash on the floor, and the maids who used to take care of them were standing around, not bothering to clean up, staring blankly at this unimaginable scene.
Kelita blinked and asked Loge.
“Did Pheriat go bankrupt or something?”
“What?”
“Well, that’s not it. If Pheriat didn’t go bankrupt, why is my room in such a state?…”
Kelita didn’t even finish her words and tightly bit her lips.
As if remembering a forgotten dream, the events so far began to unfold vividly in her mind.
Like an observer, the scenes of things she had done unfolded rapidly.
“This is, what’s going on?”
If I didn’t do it, I shouldn’t have such vivid memories.
Unless… am I really crazy?
Then Kelita’s memories stopped at Bercheria.
“This… girl.”
Kelita spat out her irritation.
“Why did you stop me from robbing Wyatt? Are you crazy?”
Moreover, Bercheria even threatened to kill Kelita with a strange butterfly in hand.
“Angry.”
Kelita mumbled with a face filled with tears.
Her memories were sporadic, but this was clearly something she had experienced. Moreover, something she had to revenge for in the future.
“I won’t let it go.”
Kelita was now trapped in her own unconsciousness due to the parallel butterfly and was oblivious to the fact.
Thanks to that, she didn’t know what had happened.
She didn’t even know that it was best to guess from the memories engraved on her body.
Kelita’s anger was filled only with rage towards Bercheria and Racraxan.
“How can a princess like me be treated so disrespectfully? Does this make sense?”
Kelita suddenly fainted, woke up, and shouted endlessly, but the maids ignored her, not understanding a word.
“Sorry, Princess.”
“We’ll call the maids and clean the room immediately. Please calm your anger.”
Kelita looked at the bowing maids and took deep breaths with a sneer.
She had declared at the party that she would marry Racraxan, but that matter was likely to be left unfulfilled.
Because they couldn’t imprison Wyatt in the underground prison.
Now, if Racraxan tried to find out whether Wyatt’s guilt was true or not, he could waste time and let it pass.
Kelita watched the maids cleaning with disdain.
“How on earth can I take back Racraxan? I’m so angry I could go crazy.”
Kelita was in a desperate situation.
There was no one who lived with a woman abandoned by the same man twice.
This was not the life she had dreamed of since she was young.
“Ugh, annoying.”
Kelita buried her face in her hands and sobbed, and Loge, who had been silently observing her, spoke up.
“Uh…”
Kelita responded irritably to Loge’s voice.
“Why!”
“Really, are you Princess Kelita?”
Kelita shouted in a bewildered tone.
“Then who do I look like right now!”
“Oh, no. I’m sorry.”
Bending down to pick up the fallen items, Loge’s gaze glanced at Kelita, who was sobbing.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
