Charlotte sensed death.
‘I’m going to die soon.’
The death she was facing lethargically felt lonely.
Is it painful? She had long forgotten even the pain of being in pain.
Her senses were already dulled. Only a cold chill remained.
Her breath, once connected like a thin thread, slowly stopped.
It’s painful. It felt as if her throat had been scratched with a needle, her prayer tattered.
Charlotte took a sharp breath.
It felt like her lungs were constricting. She had definitely met her end alone in bed…
“Stop crying already!”
Charlotte opened her eyes in confusion.
Am I crying now? Why am I crying…? It’s strange. Why is this happening…? The tears falling beneath her palms were thin and hot.
“The lady has passed away, and the young lady has gone mad.”
“Don’t cry too much! I’m sick of the sound of crying now!”
“Be quiet. The young lady will hear.”
“I’m going insane, that’s why! The lady has been dead for so long, and she still can’t get past it!”
Charlotte lowered her hand and wiped her eyes. A hot flush clouded her head to the point of dizziness.
“Where is this…?”
She knew where she was. She was sure she knew. But it didn’t feel real.
In front of her, her mother’s memorial portrait was hung in a frame. It was a portrait of her mother, who had died decades ago.
“She’s dead, isn’t she? Why?”
“Yes. Mrs. Tutor has passed away. Young lady, it’s time for you to accept that fact!”
It’s not about that death.
“I’m dead, aren’t I?”
Charlotte had already died.
If she thought back, there were no good memories.
She was abandoned twice and died. The first time by her family.
‘You’ve already grown, haven’t you? The living have to live, don’t they?’
Her mother’s grave was trampled and soiled by a mistress, her father started a new family.
And with those hands, he erased all traces of mother and daughter.
After that, she was pushed into marriage. Forced into a marriage by the family, she was abandoned again.
One side of her face was marred by burns, her existence became a disgrace,
And at the last moment of her life, she died with her lungs hardened from lunatic illness.
She was abandoned twice. Yes. That was the end. That breath had already been cut off.
“Young lady?”
And then, she returned to the day she lost her biological mother, at the age of nineteen.
Charlotte hurriedly lifted her staggering body. Both her legs felt weak and numb. All her senses were stiffened.
“Why are you doing this, young lady? Are you, are you okay? Hey, we don’t have the master here, isn’t it just going to cause unnecessary trouble? Hey, do something!”
“Why, why are you doing this! Young lady? Someone, someone call someone!”
The maids were panicking, avoiding her.
Charlotte crawled on her knees on the floor.
“What’s this now?”
Charlotte’s eyes trembled.
Her mother in the portrait was smiling. Several white chrysanthemums were in front of the frame. Everything was strange. A sense of dissonance flowed.
‘Don’t worry, daughter.’ It seemed to say.
Charlotte finally stopped crying.
She was dead, wasn’t she? The breath had stopped, and it was all over.
But now, they put me back into this hell?
Charlotte was about to be overwhelmed with anger, but her eyes were drawn to one side.
‘Ah.’
She could never be angry. How could she be angry when she saw that figure? Her mother in the picture was smiling too brightly.
“…Really.”
“What is it?”
“I’m back, aren’t I?”
Charlotte touched her cheek and crawled to the mirror.
A familiar woman was reflected in the mirror. Her gloomy, sunken eyes were soaked in sorrow, but her brown irises were deep and clear. She looked like a child tired of crying, yet also like an adult who had escaped a tough reality, weary.
“You.”
Charlotte shakily stood up.
“Where is this?”
“Young lady, are you hurting somewhere?”
“I’m asking now. Where is this?”
“Young lady’s home, isn’t it? The Tutor Duke’s house.”
“Where’s my father?”
“He’s not at home right now. He said he won’t be back for a few days. Didn’t he tell the young lady as well?”
Her biological father left her alone in the house, not even a week after losing her mother.
Charlotte lowered her head and cupped her cheeks. Every time she gently caressed her cheeks with soft fingertips, laughter burst forth.
Am I happy now? Or sad? I don’t even know this feeling now.
Ah……. But I hate it. I’m back to this miserable moment?
Charlotte groped at her neck. The aura of death was still vivid.
They brought me back here?
My life is already stuck in a quagmire. Desolation and relief came together.
“Miss, are you alright?”
Charlotte, with reddened eyelids, whispered,
“I’m alright.”
I don’t even know what’s what. Everything is futile, and in the midst of it, a miserable feeling rushes in.
Her long hair flowed down to her waist. Charlotte stumbled, leaning on the wall, and went to the sliding door.
The wind brushed against her body. Through the closed door gap, green light was seen. She hesitated in front of the door, then opened it, and warm wind blew in.
Before her eyes, green grass and a wildflower garden spread out.
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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