A storm had arisen.
As time rewound, Guinevere watched the afterimage of her son stabbing himself in the heart amidst a magical storm meant to protect her.
“So this is how he turned back time.”
William, though not a wizard, could use simple magic through blood.
But reversing time was the domain of gods and dragons. He wouldn’t have even dared to attempt it.
So the first two instances of time regression must have been unintended…
“Did you want to die that badly?”
The thought of William stabbing his own heart three times made it feel like the ground was collapsing beneath her.
After the storm passed, Guinevere struggled to stand straight.
“There’s no time for this.”
She knew where William would be. Probably at the same place where he first met Larissa.
She teleported out of obligation, arriving in an alley slightly away from William. Guinevere let out the breath she had been holding.
“He’s safe.”
William was alive, having forgotten all despair and sorrow. Guinevere clenched her fists as she watched his back.
Blood began to flow as her long nails dug into her flesh, but she felt nothing.
“My son will stay safe.”
Guinevere resolved.
“I won’t let anything plunge him into despair again.”
To ensure he never thought of turning back time again, Guinevere bit her lip and teleported once more.
She instantly reached a dilapidated shack in a corner of the slums. It was Larissa’s home, visited during her second regression.
“Who are you?”
A pale woman, startled by Guinevere’s sudden appearance, asked.
“She’s going to die soon.”
This woman must be Larissa’s mother, destined to die before Larissa could steal William’s wallet to call a doctor.
And, like other paupers, she was buried in the front yard, unafforded even a common grave. Guinevere spoke up.
“Guinevere Rodante.”
That was her only introduction.
With an expressionless face, Guinevere turned to the woman who must be Larissa’s mother.
“Your name?”
There was nobody in the empire who didn’t know the name Guinevere Rodante. The woman, greatly startled by her name, stuttered.
“Ma-Marina.”
“Marina.”
“Why are you here in such a place…”
“You’re going to die today.”
Marina’s face turned ashen as she closed her mouth. Guinevere, despite having uttered such frightening words, had a sorrowful look in her eyes.
She wasn’t threatening or intimidating, but rather speaking a known fact in a calm manner.
“Sadly, I don’t have the power to save those destined to die. I’ve tried in my own way for the past 50 years to no avail. Instead, I’ll grant you one wish, anything but asking for life. As long as it’s within my power. In exchange, give your daughter to me.”
Marina, unable to comprehend the situation, stepped back in fear. Frustrated by her frightened reaction, Guinevere urged her.
“There’s no time. Larissa will be back soon. Tell me your wish now.”
“My only wish is for Larissa to live a long, happy life.”
Guinevere, with a deeply sorrowful look, murmured,
“My wish is the same.”
Larissa fidgeted awkwardly with the hem of her skirt. The black shoes made of leather felt too thin and soft, hardly like she was wearing anything, and the velvet dress enveloping her body was warm and cozy.
It was her first time wearing such fine clothes, yet she felt no joy.
“Now, Larissa. It’s your turn.”
Startled by the call, Larissa clutched a white flower in both hands.
As she stepped onto the platform a few steps ahead, she saw her mother lying in the coffin.
Dressed in a beautiful white dress she had never seen before and lying amidst flowers, her mother looked like a sleeping princess from a fairy tale.
“Mom?”
Larissa was only seven years old. She vaguely understood what death was, but it didn’t feel real to her.
Her mother seemed to have been sleeping for the past few days. Larissa wanted to greet her in the morning as usual, laugh, and chatter, but she was sad she couldn’t.
“We have to let mom go now.”
Larissa nodded obediently, like a good child. She placed the white flower she held into her mother’s arms and kissed her cheek, as she always did.
“Have sweet dreams.”
After stepping down from the podium, a stern-looking lady met Larissa’s gaze and spread her arms. It was an awkward gesture.
“Come here.”
Larissa hesitated for a while before embracing her. Suddenly, her view was lifted up high.
‘Is she really mom’s friend?’
Even a three-year-old would know who Guinevere Rodante is. Seven-year-old Larissa knew that the great witch Rodante would never be friends with commoners from the slums.
But since mom said so. Mom was a good person and had many friends.
‘Lara, mommy has to sleep for a long time now. Mommy’s friend will come to pick Lara up tomorrow morning. She will take care of our Lara until you become an adult. So, cry a little and stay well.’
Larissa didn’t know that the person her mother called a friend would be the great witch Guinevere Rodante from the newspapers.
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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