“Whether to say I got caught or whether to say I fell into it.”
The man’s eyes narrowed slowly. Leaning against the back of the sofa, he crossed his legs.
Holding her hand and urgently speaking, it seemed leisurely as if it were a lie.
“It seems like you have no idea why you’re like this.”
Indeed, she didn’t know why she became a time bomb. She thought it would be like the lines of a one-line extra. But when she thought about it, wasn’t it too implausible?
Her death, which couldn’t even be considered as the remnants of one narrative axis, didn’t carry as much weight as the death of a villain. That’s why she didn’t even know the treatment.
Until Noe told her, she couldn’t find any answers at all. Doctors couldn’t even explain why she was in pain.
“Hand.”
The man extended a large hand, demanding her hand.
Diana looked at him suspiciously.
“I won’t do anything, so don’t worry. The heir is watching with fiery eyes.”
In one of her hands, the dagger she hadn’t let go of was still present. If necessary, she had the intention to stab Roderick.
Diana gently placed her hand on the man’s hand. Standing up from his seat, the man led her to stand in front of a full-length mirror.
“What.”
Turning Diana to face the mirror, the man smiled happily. The smile, seemingly not harming her, didn’t suit Roderick.
“Shall I take off my clothes?”
“What?”
“What kind of nonsense is this again?” Diana’s charming smile narrowed as she looked up at the man. Simultaneously, the man’s slightly parted lips twitched.
“Calm down. Descendant. I’m not going to touch you!”
The man once again spoke to Roderick in a soliloquy. Roderick’s fist again headed towards my face but then dropped.
“I’m just showing you directly.”
As if it was bothering him, the man tousled his bangs and swept them back. However, his dark blue eyes were fixed on Diana.
“Now, cover the front and show only your back. Why, there are many dresses and designs that expose the back. This level of exposure isn’t even exposure.”
Excuse me, Ancestor. That style went out of fashion a long time ago, didn’t it?
Diana sighed and pulled down the thin nightgown dress as he said. For a moment, as she pulled down the straps at the front, she placed the tip of her dagger on the man’s chin.
“If you fool around, I won’t stay still. Got it, Ancestor?”
Her slightly raised eyebrows looked mischievous. In response to her playful, cat-like appearance, the man burst into a dry laugh.
Looking at her, who held the lowered front of the dress and spread the fabric at the back, the man nodded his head admiringly.
As his descendant and Angela’s descendant, she wasn’t easy to deal with. It quite pleased him. It didn’t seem like he would be easily fooled. As she gathered her long, flowing burgundy hair to one side and let it fall forward, the mirror revealed her snow-white back.
Graceful lines that stimulated the man’s heart drew curves. Even the undulations of the vertebral column were so seductive that one might want to touch them.
“Well, calm down, descendant.”
The body was more honest than the soul.
In a room filled with the sound of rain, a man and a woman. Within arm’s reach, the man had to control his emotions.
If he snapped, Roderick might take over his body.
“Now, shall we begin?”
The man quickly raised his hand to demonstrate. Pure blue magic gathered in his bare hands.
“Angela’s curse.”
As she looked at him curiously, the man kindly explained.
“It’s an excessive accumulation of magic that is inherited through generations as madness.”
Why? This ancestor felt like he received the curse not unwillingly but willingly.
“It seems strange, doesn’t it? Well, if it’s Angela’s, anything was fine. If it was hers, I thought it was okay even if it meant receiving a terrible pain. I thought it would be good to share this way.”
In the dark blue eyes, there was a sticky obsession.
She wanted to ask. Then, what crime did your descendant commit?
“What continues to accumulate in this body is Angela’s power.”
However, to the mad ancestor, it seemed like nothing could be heard.
“Isn’t it quite lovely?”
Due to this curse, the descendants of the house go crazy and die, right? Would it be a relief to die?
Roderick’s death had a tremendous impact. The entire family boarded the train of destruction due to Felice, driven mad by vengeance.
The evil sister, who was on a time limit, didn’t even have a significant impact in death.
The villain died, and the elder brother, the mastermind, went crazy. At this rate, our family will collapse.
First, to save their lives, the family had to be preserved. Ah, life. Nothing is easy.
“It will hurt a bit. Endure it.”
Sucked into idle thoughts, Diana swallowed a gasp at the sudden pain.
The man, supporting her with his arms as if cradling Diana, extended his hand towards her lower back without touching.
“S-Stop…!”
Diana tightly clenched her trembling hand on the man’s clothes. Sharp pain radiating from her spine made her tightly shut her eyes.
‘I-I don’t like this. It feels bad.’
‘This is a direct path that the Beatus family must go through.’
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 🙂
*
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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