My head was fuzzy.
My entire body felt floating.
It was like swimming in lukewarm water.
In the hazy state of mind, Aria’s consciousness gradually awakened.
She blinked her fingers.
Soon after, a severe headache, as if someone had struck the back of her head, followed.
“Ah…”
She groaned softly. As the dull sensation returned, an intense ache, as if her whole body had been beaten, was felt.
When she opened her mouth, hot breath flowed out. At least her body condition was undoubtedly abnormal.
She struggled to pull the bell beside the bed. When she returned to her place, she almost crawled.
A maid who soon opened the door came in with wide eyes.
She quickly put her hand on Aria’s forehead, looked, and shouted.
“Oh my! Miss Hilton, what happened?”
“What’s…”
“Bandages on your neck, and no, more than that, your fever is too severe.”
Bandages?
Aria reached out, touching her throat. Instead of flesh, a rough piece of cloth touched her.
Startled, she tried to sit up, but her head spun. Aria reached out with a weak voice.
“Wait, a mirror…”
The maid hurriedly handed her a hand mirror. Thanks to it, Aria could clearly see how she looked.
Her face was flushed with fever. The sideburns were wet with cold sweat. Dry lips.
Whichever way you looked, she looked like a patient.
However, the strange thing was the white bandage around her neck. Luckily, there seemed to be no visible blood on it.
Aria awkwardly adjusted the bandage around her neck. Somehow, since waking up, she had felt strangely stuffy.
‘When did it start…?’
Like searching for books in a library in her head, she slowly recalled the memories of last night.
Due to hyperventilation, she lost her composure and scratched her neck. As she heard Bonita’s voice, she calmed down and then had a conversation with the child through the door.
That was it.
“Cough, cough.”
Both her body condition and the dry cough suggested that she might have suddenly fainted due to a cold.
Then something came to her mind.
It was Luke’s voice.
“Darn it. I don’t know how much you scratched.”
Aria narrowed her eyes.
Whether it was a nap or a dream.
It seemed like something had happened.
‘Doesn’t seem like a dream…’
If it was a dream, she couldn’t explain the bandage still on her neck.
‘Did Luke come?’
She wasn’t sure why he had found his way to her room, but it was certain that Luke had come. He had surely disinfected and bandaged her wounds.
Aria looked at her clean hands, different from yesterday. There was not a single trace of blood on them.
However, the blanket seemed untouched.
“It looks like you dribbled in your sleep.”
Aria slapped away any unnecessary misunderstandings. As she pointed to the bloodstained side of the blanket, she said,
“I think I need to change the bedding…”
“Ah! I’ll get it soon.”
Fortunately, there weren’t many questions, so the maid believed Aria’s lie.
“Just stay lying down. I’ll let the Duke and Miss know that Miss Hilton is unwell today, so we won’t be able to have a meal together.”
“Thank you.”
In response to Aria’s gratitude, the young maid smiled brightly. She looked worried about Aria even as she left, turning around and earnestly telling Aria.
“I’ll be back soon, so you must stay lying down!”
“Got it.”
Aria agreed, but the maid still had an expression of unease.
However, she couldn’t stay in the room forever. The maid soon left the room.
“… Now that it has come to this, today, without Hilton… we’ll have to have a meal.”
Hearing Luke’s explanation, Bonita raised her eyebrows. Disappointment and concern were evident in her expression.
Luke sighed inwardly.
‘It’s fortunate in a way.’
Although he felt sorry for Bonita, he was relieved that he didn’t have to face Aria now. If he saw her face in her current state, he might not be able to restrain the impulse to strangle her.
Last night, it was dangerous too.
Aria Hilton. Since recalling Elodie from that damn woman, Luke had been pounding the wall for a long time. Even then, he couldn’t hit it too hard, but his self-loathing was not diluted at all.
But even so, in that way, Luke eventually had to sneak back into that room like a thief.
The task of wiping away the blood and flesh from his hands and wrapping the bandage around his neck was embarrassing. Normally, it even gave him a sense of territory.
He looked at Bonita in silence.
Pink hair. Eyes slightly darker than hers.
Features resembling Elodie.
When he saw the child’s face, he hated himself even more. What the hell was he about to do?
Originally, he doubted whether Aria was really in her right mind. Maybe she had a different purpose, deliberately imitating Elodie.
But he quickly shook his head.
Nonsense.
Elodie wiped his eyes above the bed only in the middle of the night. Usually, she playfully pushed his hand away even if he reached out to her.
Even if they were friends, would they share the details of the relationship between husband and wife? Especially such small and insignificant details.
It was a worthless household.
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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