He looked at the Baroness with a puzzled expression.
It was quite unexpected.
It wasn’t a formal invitation, but Anette had personally sought out the Baroness. She had always been cautious about family stories, whether in letters, at the recent event where Mikael was invited, or elsewhere.
‘She must have considered it because I was hesitant.’
It was because she didn’t talk about family stories to avoid revealing her identity. But to directly visit Mikael’s family, whom she believed to be Cacian?
Even though she knew it was something she would hesitate to do.
“What happened that you rushed to find her like that?”
However, Hertian could soon understand why Anette had visited the Baroness.
Seeing her walking empty streets as the rain poured, he guessed.
“You know her identity now.”
If it was Anette, she would have quickly caught on.
So, there was no need to tell Anette that Mikael was fake.
‘Because she always sees more than what others see.’
Perhaps that’s why Anette was in pain.
He approached Anette as she threw away her shoes.
Seeing Anette in such a mess because of a fake was unpleasant. He didn’t want her to spend the remaining time in pain, not knowing how much time was left.
“Lady!”
Seeing Hertian appear unexpectedly, I frowned.
“How did you come here?”
It was clear that he had followed me.
If he knew he would follow like this, he should have told me and come out.
I regretted it for a short moment.
“I was about to go in soon.”
He pulled me to him abruptly.
“Walking in the rain to the royal palace in this weather?”
My body shivered as the warmth touched me. I don’t know how long it’s been since I hugged him. Even though I knew I had to reject it, it was hard to shake off the familiar warmth.
“With my body freezing like this.”
“Sometimes getting wet seems okay.”
“Don’t lie.”
He separated from me, looking at me painfully.
My appearance, soaked in rain, reflected quite miserably.
“No, I’m really fine.”
He looked at me with a cold gaze.
In Hertian’s hand, there was an unopened umbrella. It was clear that the umbrella was not for himself but brought to put it over me.
His moist gaze fell to the tip of my foot. Due to wearing tight shoes, the swollen redness could be seen.
He quietly lowered the dress to cover my feet.
Hertian let out a faint sigh and unfolded the umbrella he had and placed it over me. I stepped out from under his umbrella and got wet in the rain again.
“Since I’m already soaked, what’s the use of an umbrella now? Just use it yourself, Hertian.”
Although I had told him not to come any closer, now it was impossible to use the umbrella together and go back. And I couldn’t go back alone with the umbrella. In the end, Hertian also got wet because of me.
“Are you not going to use it until the end?”
His sinking voice spread through the sound of rain.
“It’s been a while since I got rained on, and it feels good.”
It was sincere.
It felt refreshing as the raindrops on my head, warmed by the rain, cooled down.
“How refreshing would it be to wash in warm water when you go in? So, use the umbrella, Hertian.”
I looked at the umbrella he was holding and placed it over him.
“I don’t want you to catch a cold because of me.”
“…….”
“I won’t even make medicine if you catch a cold.”
He didn’t respond.
His black eyes were just fixed on the raindrops falling on my shoulders.
‘Why did he suddenly appear so serious?’
What does it matter if I get a little wet?
“Even if I’m weak, it’s not as if my life depends on just the rain.”
I advised him not to worry unnecessarily.
At the mention of not using the umbrella, Hertian broke the umbrella he was holding.
“No. Why are you breaking a perfectly good umbrella?”
I exclaimed in surprise at his sudden action.
“No. If it’s not going to block the lady’s rain, it’s useless.”
“Just hold onto it for now and use it later.”
“It’s because I don’t have enough hands.”
“What?”
He wordlessly hugged me.
My heavy body floated into the air. He held me tightly. As if he was trying to warm me, his embrace felt burdensome, and I thumped his chest.
“Let me down!”
Hertian didn’t listen to my words and walked away.
“Hertian. Aren’t you going to put me down?”
At my words, he put me down at the corner of an alley. I was a little bewildered by how easily he put me down. It seemed like he would take me all the way to the palace.
“There are many broken bottles on the alley floor, and if you’re not careful, you might hurt your feet.”
At his words, I sighed briefly, saying “Ah.” It was a little awkward, making it difficult to meet his eyes.
At that moment, Hertian uttered a meaningful remark.
“No matter how sad you are, don’t hurt yourself.”
In his eyes, I looked sad.
Why?
It wasn’t something to be sad about that I had been to Mikael’s house.
But Hertian looked at me as if he could see through me as usual.
A small sigh escaped from my mouth.
“Hertian knew, too.”
What I saw today at Mikael’s house.
He didn’t react to my words.
And his damp eyes blinked as if he knew what I was going to talk about.
I was the only one who didn’t know.
“That Mikael is a fake.”
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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