Sorry, the Patricidal Tyrant Seems Beastly (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 7
My body is slowly stiffening. On the day death arrived, Charlotte was completely forgotten.
“They say your father isn’t coming.”
That’s what someone told her as she watched her husband dying. Her fingertips had grown numb, weakly fumbling at the bedsheet, her gaze lingering stubbornly on him.
“The family’s disgrace dies here.”
Why me.
Why must I end up like this.
“The disgrace’s death will be buried too.”
“Oh, don’t do this to me. Ahh… Aaahh!”
“Keep her illness story thoroughly hidden. Don’t let a word of it leak outside.”
Did they hide my death?
Ah.
Right. That’s exactly what happened. Mogens. You did that. Half your skin was lost to burns, and you ultimately succumbed to luphetic disease. Even as your lungs hardened and your life reached its final moments, no one came to see you.
[This is the timeline separator]“Eat whatever you want. Just go relax and come back.”
Leandro patted Charlotte’s shoulder.
“Everything will be settled by then, so don’t worry—just go and take a break.”
They’d started the formal procedures to retrieve Charlotte from her maternal family. They were supposed to carry it out today. To minimize any further complications, Charlotte was meant to be absent during the process.
“Your Highness, I leave Charlotte in your care.”
“Will returning by evening be alright?”
“Yes. By then, the adoption transfer should be complete—please go relax with the child.”
She stepped outside briefly with Benjamin.
Though her maternal uncle had warned her to be wary of him, this time he readily pushed her forward.
Then… is it really…
All over? Will it truly end like this?
“Charles.”
Benjamin called out to her.
“Charlotte!”
Charlotte slowly turned her head.
“I’m listening.”
“It’s obvious you’re spacing out.”
“I suppose I got a bit tense, hearing someone from my birth family is coming.”
She’d already stepped outside. Glancing around, she recognized the familiar shopping street. Ah, hadn’t she decided to grab a meal here first?
She’d been so lost in thought she’d walked without knowing where she was going.
Charlotte stopped abruptly, and Benjamin reached out absentmindedly.
“Your complexion looks a bit flushed.”
He pressed his hand against her cheek.
“Are you the type who shows stress physically?”
Ever since childhood, whenever she was sleep-deprived or stressed, her body would often run a slight fever.
“Who did you inherit that from?”
“My late mother.”
They had their meal at a restaurant first. Aside from her complicated emotions, the food itself was decent.
This place was also located in the bustling commercial district, and judging by its reputation, the dishes were all cleanly prepared.
Still, she quickly lost her appetite.
“Does the food not suit your taste?”
“I’ve never really enjoyed eating much.”
“Who did you inherit that from too?”
“That also comes from my late mother.”
Mother and daughter shared many similarities—they mirrored each other closely.
“What was it about Windsor that you hated so much?”
“What’s with that out of the blue?”
“My father. I just wonder what made him despise me so deeply. As a child, I thought it was my fault.”
It was around the time her mother died in her previous life.
When Charlotte was dragged off into a forced marriage, her father had told her:
“I’ve done enough. Now you must walk your own path.”
Done enough? What exactly did you do enough of?
You never gave me any choice at all. Yet you speak as if I ever had one—but I never did.
Charlotte stirred her salad with her fork.
“You look troubled.”
“A bit. Some unpleasant memories came back.”
It felt as if past memories were clinging to her ankles, dragging her down. Eventually, Charlotte set her utensils aside.
Benjamin fiddled with his water glass before finishing his meal. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he began carefully.
“…Just so you know in advance.”
“Yes?”
“Windsor will endure massive losses just to extract you. They’ll permanently relinquish your biological mother’s personal assets and hand over entire businesses to the Tuteo family. It won’t be just an arm—they’ll practically tear off a whole leg to give away. In return, House of Windsor will demand your disownment.”
Charlotte’s fingers trembled slightly.
Exactly one year—that’s all they’re fighting for: custody until you turn twenty. House of Windsor is willing to bleed heavily just for that.
“If your biological father doesn’t pull you out himself, you’ll never leave that family. It means he’s asserting ownership over you.”
This isn’t about custody—it’s about property rights.
“Remember that feeling well.”
Charlotte slowly steadied her breathing. His words stilled her trembling. With stiff fingers, she brushed her throat.
“It’s what I expected.”
“Yes.”
“If rescuing you were as simple as people claim, things wouldn’t have come to this. Neither your mother, nor you, nor that household.”
Charlotte fiddled with her fingertips. She remembered that outrage well—she’d seared that injustice deep into her memory.
“That’s exactly why I stayed quiet.”
Now is the time to let them push me out. Leaving that family comes first.
I’d rather choose abandonment. That way, I could cut out the rotten roots.
Just then, a few more people entered the restaurant. Charlotte’s expression twisted as well.
Ah.
So that’s why those memories resurfaced.
It seems I was meant to run into you.
Benjamin noticed her shift too. He turned toward the restaurant entrance.
“Someone you know?”
“Hm?”
“You look grim.”
“Well… I used to, but not anymore.”
A familiar man glanced around before taking a seat by the window. Behind him, several of his companions arrived as well.
With his deep blond hair and neatly buttoned uniform,
and his impeccable bearing—
‘Mogens Weber.’
The eldest son of the Weber family—and once, her husband.
It was during Charlotte’s final moments, when she’d been abandoned to die, that the Weber family stood closest by.
His clean-cut face turned toward them. Mogens didn’t recognize her and quickly looked away.
The grave of my past life.
My own tombstone.
The man who once stood atop that grave.
Charlotte averted her gaze and gave Benjamin a faint smile.
“Shall we go?”
“What about your meal?”
“If Your Highness is finished, let’s leave now.”
Benjamin readily cleared the table. As he passed by, Mogens turned his head.
For just an instant, their eyes met. Mogens instantly recognized Benjamin and approached.
“I greet Your Highness.”
“No grand greetings out here.”
Mogens looked exactly as she remembered—his neat face showed no hint of discomfort.
He remained unchanged, offering her a handshake with that same polished demeanor.
“Mogens Weber.”
Charlotte tilted her head slightly in reply.
“I’m Charlotte.”
Mogens paused thoughtfully, as if the name rang familiar. His eyes swept over her.
After a moment’s contemplation, he finally responded.
“Charlotte Tuteo.”
“What? Mogens, you know her?”
His friends looked at me.
‘Is her leg injured? Tch, get her out of sight.’
Another filthy memory surfaced.
My nerves had merely stiffened.
Yet you treated me like scrap.
Charlotte smiled as she chewed over the memory.
Mogens introduced her.
“The young lady of the Tuteo family.”
“You mean the Marquis Tuteo’s house? Was there really a young lady of your age there…?”
“Be quiet. How rude of you… My apologies, my lady.”
It was only natural they didn’t recognize Charlotte.
One side effect of her withdrawal from society to care for her ailing mother was that Charlotte had faded from public awareness.
“It’s nothing.”
Charlotte shrugged.
“I didn’t realize you thought so highly of me.”
That hypocrisy—that pretense—was sickening.
“Your Highness.”
There was nothing more to say.
Charlotte softly called out to Benjamin.
“Let’s go now.”
[This is the timeline separator]“Who was that guy again?”
“The eldest son of the Weber family. One of Empress Liliana’s faction, and among the families close to House Tuteo.”
If she’d remained bound to House Tuteo, she might have been dragged off again—almost kidnapped into marriage with the Webers.
“So I’ll be disowned, then?”
Since House of Windsor had already begun proceedings, nothing unusual should happen. This would be the end.
Who abandoned whom first? Did I abandon you—or did you abandon me?
Though Charlotte was the only daughter of House Tuteo, she no longer needed to worry about what came after her disownment.
She’d become a stranger now. They’d truly let go. Charlotte knelt, her knees creaking.
Her long crimson hair spilled forward as she lowered her head, hiding her bloodshot eyes in shadow.
How many years had it been? How many decades did I lose, trapped by that man?
One side of my face was nearly crushed in the fire.
Then luphetic disease paralyzed my body, and I spent my final days abandoned on a sickbed.
You told me then—even my last breath was shameful.
That my stubborn clinging to life was disgraceful, shamelessly asserting my presence.
“Charles.”
Someone called her.
“Charlotte.”
Charlotte closed her eyes.
“Charlotte Windsor.”
A shadow fell over her. A large presence enveloped her.
“You should lift your head.”
Benjamin stepped closer. The distance between them shrank until he stood right before her small frame.
Charlotte raised her head and met his eyes. He simply gazed down at her bloodshot eyes without flinching.
“Are you crying?”
“No.”
“Biting your lip won’t stop your tears.”
Benjamin smiled and lightly tapped her nose. Charlotte hid beneath his shadow.
She slowly steadied her breath, forcing her quickening inhalations to calm.
Benjamin gently patted her head and asked again.
“Are you alright?”
“Thanks to your concern.”
“Then I’m glad. But we should get moving now. It’s about time people from House Tuteo have come and gone.”
Benjamin smoothly took hold of Charlotte’s wrist. As he gently tugged her to leave, she was swept along once more.
“My maternal uncle is extremely wary of Your Highness.”
“He’s rather harsh toward me.”
“But… in these past few days, I think I’m starting to understand why.”
She was beginning to grasp why Aster distrusted Benjamin.
He effortlessly commands people.
The Imperial Palace is prey before a serpent—and someday, he’ll devour it all.
There’s no doubt about that.
In her past life, she’d once witnessed Benjamin ruling tyrannically, killing his own family and kin.
Back then, he stood alone—sitting on the throne, reigning in solitude.
In the end, he crushed people through terror, suppressing and gripping them tightly in his grasp.
“Even at this very moment, Your Highness reigns alone.”
You still stand by yourself.
“I think I understand now why House Tuteo despises you.”
“House Tuteo hates me? Well, that’s welcome news. Better to be hated than fawned over as the Empress’s pet.”
Benjamin looked down at people with the eyes of a ruler.
That crushing gaze felt familiar.
How long will you stand alone?
In her past life, he continued his tyranny right up until her death.
‘But after I died, there’s no way for me to know what happened next.’
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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