Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 291
Anakcha was sweating profusely, holding a notebook in one hand and a large ladle in the other.
The notebook contained the exact contents she had memorized from the dark magic tome during her stay in Fox Mask’s underground fortress.
Anakcha had prepared thoroughly for everything.
It began when Tulla started doubting her existence and suspecting Fox Mask; once the atmosphere grew chaotic, she focused entirely on memorizing passages from the dark magic tome that would be most useful to the mother-and-son pair.
As soon as she escaped the underground fortress and gained access to paper and pen, she immediately wrote down everything she had memorized and carried it with her.
This notebook was rewritten and refined during her stay at Marquis Shover’s estate, where she transferred all her temporary notes into a more organized format.
Just then, black ash began softly falling from the fireplace on one side of the room—and Tulla appeared above it.
“Back already?”
Anakcha, who had to keep stirring various concoctions in a large cauldron with her ladle, couldn’t approach her son and asked from where she stood.
Tulla stepped out of the fireplace, brushed off the soot clinging to his clothes, and apologized.
“I’m sorry, Mother. I couldn’t kill Lean.”
Anakcha’s hand, which had been vigorously stirring the ladle, suddenly stilled.
Tulla, gauging her reaction, walked over to the mirror and wiped the soot from his face with the back of his hand.
Anakcha resumed stirring and made a pointed remark.
“Lean hasn’t even properly mastered swordsmanship yet. Tell me—was it that you couldn’t kill him… or that you wouldn’t?”
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
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet