Luke carefully unwrapped the package. As he untied the ribbon, he felt a sense of déjà vu.
‘This is…’
“Elodie, how did you tie this ribbon? It’s impossible to untie.”
“I filled it with my love!”
“But seriously, it won’t come undone.”
“Just cut it with scissors.”
“That’s absolutely not happening! Everything you give me, even if it’s just the gift wrapping ribbon, I will keep and display without a single scratch.”
“…Isn’t that kind of creepy?”
The uniquely tied ribbon knot was something he couldn’t figure out.
Lost in distant memories for a moment, Luke skillfully untied the peculiar knot.
A cake with a sweet aroma emerged. Luke’s gaze shifted inside the box.
The roughly spread cream and unevenly cut strawberry pieces showed an amateur’s touch.
Compared to what he usually ate, it was a modest and plain cake. Yet, imagining his little daughter making it with her small hands filled him with an overwhelming feeling, as if someone was tightly gripping his heart.
Luke was silent for a moment, swallowed by a wave of emotions, then carefully knelt down.
Kneeling on one knee, he finally matched Bonita’s eye level. He had to be delicate to not frighten her. Smiling softly, he placed a hand on his knee.
“This is a wonderful cake, Bonita. A truly splendid gift.”
“Ah.”
Luke extended his hand very, very slowly towards Bonita. She was startled by the approaching hand, but instead of shying away, she stayed put, reassured by his considerate demeanor.
Thud.
As his hand, large as a pot lid, touched her small head, Luke sighed in relief inwardly, feeling tense. The encounter with his daughter was exhilarating, but the tension made his heart sink, as if shortening his life.
“……?”
Bonita looked up with puzzled eyes at Luke’s hand on her head. Aria pressed her forehead with her hand in exasperation.
Witnessing the scene, Ed coughed subtly and prodded the Duke.
“Um, Your Grace. Weren’t you going to pat her?”
“…….?”
Pat her?
Hearing this, Luke seriously pondered if he should indeed do so and then caught Bonita’s eye.
Pink irises.
A face strikingly similar to Elodie.
Looking at Bonita, who wholeheartedly proved she was his flesh and blood, Luke’s mind went blank again. To him, a daughter was like a mirage, a fragile being that could disappear at any wrong touch.
Eventually, he quickly retracted his hand, no longer daring to touch her.
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
Silence fell in the office.
The reasons were varied.
‘What should I say?’
Luke, facing a ‘subject of concern’ after a long time, was like a simpleton with a blank mind.
‘What was that just now…?’
Bonita was earnestly pondering what just happened with Luke’s odd behavior.
‘Why has he become so foolish since I last saw him? This is why I can’t leave him alone!’
Aria was thinking she should stay and monitor her ex-husband, whom she wanted to smack for his foolish act.
A classic case of different dreams in the same bed.
And Ed, the servant witnessing all this in real-time, groaned inwardly. He wished he could just leave, fearing being suffocated by this awkward and uncomfortable silence.
Left with no choice, he took the initiative.
“Your Grace?”
“What is it?”
Eek.
Startled by Luke’s sterner-than-usual face, Ed internally screamed and broke into a cold sweat.
“Well, it’s just that… since the young lady made a cake, why not have a pleasant tea time together?”
“Tea time?”
Luke’s eyebrows twitched menacingly. Ed swallowed hard, as if facing imminent danger.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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