That settled it then. Olivia felt rather relieved. But the moment the Duke opened his mouth, Olivia involuntarily clenched her hand.
“Look only at me at tomorrow’s ball.”
“……”
“No matter what is said, no matter who approaches.”
The Duke spoke tenderly,
“I’ll block anything or anyone you don’t want. So.”
As his kindness touched Olivia’s wounds, the Duke spoke firmly,
“Just look at me. Understand?”
[This is the time separator]Olivia blinked. The cool atmosphere of the ballroom brought her back to reality.
From the moment she entered the ballroom, the Duke had kept his promise. He constantly watched over Olivia, ensuring she didn’t have to engage in uncomfortable conversation.
So she had to keep her promise as well. Olivia looked at the Duke. Feeling her gaze, the Duke looked at Olivia and smiled gently. Their clasped hands were firm.
The Duke now looked at the Emperor again instead of Leopold. Just as he seemed about to speak to the Emperor again, a faint voice interrupted,
“…I believe we need a moment to sort things out.”
A familiar voice. Her father, no, the Duke of Madeleine. Olivia inadvertently broke her promise and looked at him.
“Your Majesty. May I have a moment to speak with my daughter?”
This was unexpected. Olivia’s hand trembled slightly.
A father who had never publicly called her his daughter.
What could that mean?
Olivia couldn’t bear to face the Duke. But the Emperor seemed to think differently,
“That would be best. Duke, speak with your daughter, and then. Everyone, let us enjoy the ball again.”
With a stern face, the Emperor readily accepted the Duke’s intervention. As the Duke approached Olivia, she reflexively looked at the Duke.
Seeing the desperation in her small face, the Duke gently soothed the back of Olivia’s hand.
“Tell me, Miss. What do you want to do?”
“I ddon’t know.”
Olivia mumbled. She really didn’t know. Though she had thought she never wanted to see him again. Olivia looked for the Duke’s reaction.
“…You think I’m silly, don’t you?”
She thought so herself. Fleeing home and then saying she didn’t want to return. Scraping together ashes of expectations that had burned to nothing. All because of that single word, ‘daughter.’
But the Duke shook his head,
“Why would I? I just.”
The Duke paused for a moment, then spoke clearly to the approaching Duke of Madeleine,
“I will protect her.”
“The Duke must have considered himself very lucky.”
“……Great hero, Your Grace the Duke, I would like to speak with my daughter. Do I need your permission?”
“My permission is less important than her own.”
The Duke naturally looked at Olivia. In response to his attitude, as if asking what she wanted to do, Olivia found courage.
“……What is it?”
“……We should move to another place.”
The Duke washed his hands. At the sigh that slipped out at the end of his words, Olivia’s heart swelled a little. Was there concern for her in that weary face?
Olivia nodded to the Duke. The moment their tightly held hands were released, the Duke looked slightly disappointed and looked at the Duke with meaningful eyes.
“Duke Madelleine, don’t use luck carelessly. You understand my words, don’t you?”
But the Duke silently moved on without a reply.
It was the first formal conversation since the day she had gone to her father’s reception room.
Her fingertips trembled, and Olivia tightly gripped her dress. As she followed him, her nervous face turned back to the Duke’s unique cold expression.
Leopold, who was watching them, also did not hide his angry face.
The sound of string instruments flowed again at the Emperor’s gesture, but all the nobles knew.
Today’s banquet had already reached its worst.
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The Duke went to the garden. As he entered the deserted silence, Olivia looked at the Duke’s back.
What does he want to say?
She tried to calm down, but Olivia’s heart wavered. Her father’s face seemed to have aged in a matter of days. He didn’t look for her, but could his face have turned pale because of her?
“If I could, I’d erase you from my life.”
The Duke’s voice, which had been spat out in succession just days ago, was still clear. Olivia’s face blurred. But she put strength into the hand that was holding the hem of her dress.
From his back, she couldn’t tell what her father, no, the Duke, was thinking. But he brought her here as if to protect her for the first time. She couldn’t tell if he was sincere or not.
What is the Duke, my father, thinking now?
As Olivia was lost in complicated thoughts, the Duke stopped. And when he turned to look at Olivia, she had a sudden realization that all her thoughts were wrong.
“What trick did you play?”
The cutting words were unleashed upon Olivia without filter. Duke Madelleine spoke coldly, as if to freeze everything.
“What words have you whispered that Duke Vicander proposed to you, the crown prince’s fiancée?”
Contempt shone in his crystalblue eyes as he looked down at Olivia.
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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