She couldn’t continue the conversation any further. Luke stared at Aria’s distorted face with an expressionless look.
Unfairness?
Or perhaps anger?
Anxiety about being suspected?
…Sadness?
It was a role that he couldn’t know for sure.
A discomfort settled in a corner of his heart.
In the surge of strange emotions, Luke’s eyes blinked uncontrollably.
As Bonita’s father, he was harboring justifiable suspicions and interrogating her.
However, why did she look at herself with such unjust eyes?
The one who should be angry and sad was her, not that woman.
“Your Excellency, don’t you believe me at all?”
“Are you seriously telling me that you’ve conveniently forgotten the memories of raising Bonita? Is that absurd excuse supposed to make sense?”
“…But it’s the truth.”
Looking at Aria saying that, Luke almost grabbed her by the collar. But he didn’t rush forward recklessly.
Instead, he buried himself deeply into the soft armchair. The irregular crackling sound of the fireplace was heard.
After a brief silence, the boiling tension subsided a bit. At least it wasn’t about to explode immediately.
“What kind of person was Mom?”
Was Bonita showing interest in Elodie the reason?
He couldn’t know.
Until Bonita asked that question, Luke had planned to question Aria immediately about what was going on.
But thanks to that, he endured a day. With time to think alone, reason prevailed over emotions.
He glanced at Aria, who lowered her head with red eyes.
He thought calmly.
He considered the possibilities.
There were essentially four major ones.
The statement about losing memory is true, and Aria abused Bonita during that time.
The statement about losing memory is true, and Aria did not abuse Bonita.
The statement about losing memory is a lie, and Aria abused Bonita.
The statement about losing memory is a lie, but Bonita was not abused.
However, Luke was practically confirming the second proposition regarding Bonita’s abuse. Bonita’s reactions were different from her peers. Now she behaves quite normally for her age, but initially, she cowered and couldn’t even lift her head.
It wasn’t just a matter of being scared of his face or feeling overwhelmed by the scale of the aristocrat she saw for the first time.
Moreover, Bonita had revealed traces of her past pain in unexpected places. The scars on her body suggested that, and Luke could at least blame Aria for letting Bonita grow up in almost a neglected state.
He eliminated options 2 and 4.
Then, the important thing was whether Aria’s ‘memory loss’ was genuine.
He couldn’t provide a definite answer on this matter.
Even if it seemed absurd for only the memories of the past seven years to be cleanly erased, he hesitated when he saw Aria genuinely cherishing Bonita.
Did Aria really cherish Bonita? It was undeniable.
‘Is her memory truly erased?’
But even if the memory is erased, in the end, she is the same person.
Can a person who easily neglects and abuses a child turn into someone who loves them so much after losing their memories?
It would have been more understandable if it were the opposite. Many people who hated ordinary children ended up adoring the children they raised.
But to change like that after the memory of raising a child has disappeared.
Is that really possible?
It was an unanswered question.
Moreover, both the first and third hypotheses somehow felt incomplete.
It felt like something was missing.
As if several crucial pieces of the puzzle had disappeared altogether.
“Aria.”
He rolled her name on his tongue.
Aria’s blue eyes were staring at him.
The moment he saw those eyes, the desire to threaten or confront her vanished. An unknown intuition raised an alarm.
He tilted his head awkwardly with his legs crossed.
“I really don’t know what to do with you.”
“…”
He asked,
“Do you love Bonita?”
“Of course!”
Aria shouted impulsively.
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
Luke didn’t deny her words. He couldn’t.
“I can tell that you love Bonita. It’s not an emotion that can be faked with acting.”
Aria’s expression brightened.
However, Luke had no intention of ending the conversation there.
“Then, if you love her, why on earth.”
“…”
“Did you abuse Bonita?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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