Regret With All Your Might (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 112
“My goodness…”
The fading bruise wasn’t a pleasant sight. Bethany, seeing the purplish mark on Olivia’s wrist, couldn’t utter another word. Her eyes instantly reddened, prompting Olivia to quickly wave her hands in reassurance.
“It’s just a bruise—it doesn’t hurt at all, really. Oddly enough, I think I once heard that bruises tend to linger on me longer than usual.”
Bethany lifted her head to look at Olivia. Rage rose in her eyes, so bloodshot that their usual pale sky-blue hue was completely obscured.
“Has something like this… happened to you before?”
At Bethany’s trembling question, Olivia fell silent.
She’d misspoken. Just as she tried to offer another excuse, Bethany reached out with a violently shaking hand and gently touched Olivia’s wrist.
“My goodness… He’s the worst scoundrel imaginable—a rogue with neither manners nor chivalry.”
No one in the world would ever dare call the Crown Prince such things. At first, her muttered curses were choked with helpless sobs, but their intensity steadily grew.
Beside them, Dian cleared his throat with an awkward “Ahem.” At the same time, Olivia gave a small smile.
“I’m truly fine, Bethany. By the way, how did you get here?”
“Oh, look at me! I was just thinking about how my lady… No, that’s not what matters right now.”
Only then did Bethany snap out of it, hastily wiping her eyes. Then, handling Olivia’s wrist as carefully as if it were a porcelain doll, she grasped it gently.
A strange energy seeped into Olivia’s skin. Warmth spread over the odd sensation—a familiar feeling, as if she’d experienced it somewhere before.
“It’s finally starting to fade a bit.”
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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“Young lady, don’t place too much trust in His Highness the Crown Prince. Howeve
Wise words. And don’t fight over one. If he genuinely wants to be with you, he will be. Anything else is just stroking the ego of someone who does not deserve your effort.
“Nursemaid, Leopold is different. Don’t you know how much he loves me? Just toda
Right and this is a big flag, if he even abandonned his fiancee, nothing stops him from abandonning his mistress
The Emperor’s eyes gleamed sharply as he looked down at the noble faction’s lead
Nasty. The lot of you. I don’t feel bad for the madaline family but I don’t want duke elkin to win either
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Whole family is a whole bunch of twisted and messed up.
Like father like son. They are both sick
Like father like son. They are both sick