Sharti initially bowed her head deeply.

‘Not the face!’

They were too close for comfort.

However, almost immediately, a large, rough hand grasped Sharti’s chin hidden under the hood.

Whoosh. The man’s hand pulled off the thick hood.

“……!”

Sharti’s carefully concealed hair and face were exposed.

As Sharti quickly turned her head, the man’s eyes widened upon catching a glimpse of her red eyes.

Seizing the moment of his hesitation, Sharti closed her eyes tightly.

‘No!’

She bit her lips hard.

Thump! She forcefully pushed with her knee.

“……Ah, ugh……!”

The man’s upper body muscles twitched violently.

Since he was on top of her, even a brief attack had an effect.

“What, just, woke……!”

As the man bowed his head, Sharti twisted the end of the stick and pressed it firmly against his shoulder.

“……Uh!”

With a low groan, the man clutched his shoulder and wavered momentarily. Sharti quickly sat up and covered her head and face again with the hood.

Hearing her own racing heartbeat, Sharti gasped for breath.

‘He was surprised when he saw me. He might know me.’

For a moment, Sharti was certain upon seeing the man freeze in shock at her face.

He might be related to someone from the lost Kingdom of Krianet five years ago.

‘I was foolish!’

Sharti frantically rummaged through her pocket.

Whether he had developed a resistance or not, it was time for an overwhelming response.

“……Ugh, the wound is……”

As Sharti was about to pull out a powder pouch, she shuddered and looked up.

The man’s face had turned pale, and he was holding his abdomen. His trembling and moaning were alarming.

‘Did I hit a vital area instead of the abdomen?’

If so, the barely healed wound might have reopened.

A wave of guilt washed over her.

“……It might have, burst.”

Sharti’s eyes shook as the man murmured and gasped in pain.

He suddenly lifted his head. Their eyes met, causing an inexplicable pang in Sharti’s chest.

Sharti couldn’t bring herself to approach, cowering instead. The man raised his hands.

“I won’t do anything……”

“……?”

“I won’t. Just check if the wound has, reopened?”

Instinctively, Sharti’s gaze shifted to his abdomen.

‘I can’t see well.’

It was too dark inside the cave; she had to get closer.

‘But if I get too close, it’s hard to react to a counterattack.’

Her vision narrowed when wearing the hood, making it difficult to anticipate the man’s moves.

After a moment of resolve, Sharti gripped the stick tightly and glared fiercely at him.

‘If you try anything, it won’t be your wound that bursts.’

Feeling sufficiently threatening, Sharti slowly crawled on her knees towards the bed.

For a moment, the man’s lips quivered.

“……Now.”

Fortunately, the man voluntarily placed his hands behind his back, assuming a kneeling position on the bed, almost like he was being punished.

‘I don’t see any blood.’

While keeping an eye on the man, Sharti leaned closer to inspect his abdomen and thigh wounds, bringing them closer.

His gaze remained fixed on Sharti the whole time.

“…….’

He seemed eager to see her face again, hidden under the hood.

Suddenly, the man abruptly pulled back his upper body.

Slap. Sharti quickly glared at him and slapped his thick arm.

‘If you move, I can’t inspect it.’

Eventually, the man awkwardly resumed his position.

Sharti’s slender fingers pressed around the bandaged abdomen, causing the man to shiver with each touch. Each time, Sharti frowned and looked up at him.

For a moment, her red eyes shone through the hood.

‘Move again, and I’ll knock you out.’
The crimson eyes of Sharti narrowed with a warning, but the man was incredulous. He found it distressing to be pressed and prodded so unabashedly by someone who was clearly awake.

Left with no choice, the man spoke up.

“……It didn’t burst.”

“……?”

At the man’s words, Sharti looked up, blinking in surprise.

“If it had burst, the area you kicked earlier would have been affected.”

“……!”

Sharti’s face flushed a deep red as she followed the man’s gaze to the indicated area.

Again, he was pretending.

Just as Sharti was about to retaliate, the man calmly spoke.

“But the pain is real.”

His gaze seemed somewhat sorrowful.

“Here.”

Unable to move the arm that was hit by the stick coated with paralyzing poison, the man tapped his head with his other hand.

Sharti looked at him, puzzled.

‘The head wounds have already healed?’

There were minor cuts and bruises, but nothing serious.

“That’s not what I mean……”

The man took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling significantly.

His hesitance seemed somewhat out of character.

“I can’t remember anything. Nothing at all.”

For a moment, Sharti didn’t grasp the meaning of his words and blinked slowly.

Tsk. The man turned his head and clicked his tongue quietly.

“I can’t remember my name, my age, where I live. Nothing. Not even how I ended up like this.”

Sharti’s mouth slowly opened in shock.

‘So he has no memory at all?’

Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)

One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!

Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.

The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.

The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.

Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.

Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.

…

Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.

Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.

After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!

Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”

The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.

It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.

When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…

Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.

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