However, as Crier grabbed her foot, her body tilted backward, and she was buried in the sofa again.
The next moment, as Olivia tried to free her captured foot, feeling the tight shoe suddenly loosening, she widened her eyes.
“Wait! What are you doing!”
Terrified Olivia, bending her body to push away his arm, found herself barefoot as Crier’s rough and slightly cold hand touched her.
“Ugh!”
Reacting reflexively with a strange sound, Olivia’s shoulder jerked up, and she tried to pull her captured foot from his grasp by applying force to her leg, but Crier didn’t let go.
With his one hand, he examined the small, white foot from every angle and sighed.
Raising one eyebrow slightly, as he tried to speak, a cascade of red hair flowed down from his ashy head.
Olivia, who was almost about to scratch his hand, stopped when she noticed the state of her slightly swollen and discolored back of her heel that had not been seen until now.
Upon realizing the unusually red and almost crimson color, Olivia burst into a bitter laugh.
“No, why…”
The bewildered Olivia, who had been unable to continue her words, began to frown at the sight of her heel that had started turning not just red but almost crimson.
As she finally recognized the swollen part and felt the pain she hadn’t noticed all at once, Olivia, swallowing a groan, rose from the sofa, burying her back deeply.
The sound of her moaning echoed inside, but Crier, feeling her trembling foot intermittently, slowly moved his fingers.
“Eek!”
Olivia let out a scream with the momentum to jump up from the chair, but, naturally, the foot caught by Crier didn’t budge.
“Not even touched.”
True to his words, he didn’t touch the swollen heel that had turned bluish.
His long fingers only grazed around her ankle and Achilles tendon.
In the sensation of his slightly calloused fingertips and neatly trimmed nail tips delicately scraping around the bones, Olivia managed to speak with a strained voice.
“I know… I know it didn’t touch me. But why?”
Within just a few seconds, Olivia’s cheeks, which had turned pale due to the overwhelming pain, were now dyed a ripe apple color.
Even though she understood that his touch contained a certain meaning and felt like he was soothing her, wasn’t it about time for him to let go, considering her hands covered her face?
Despite knowing that Olivia had completely hidden her face with both hands, Crier didn’t release her ankle.
“You’re tense. If the muscles get too shocked and the blood flow stops, it’ll hurt so much that it might be fatal.”
Although a very sensible and somewhat professional statement fell on deaf ears, Olivia’s hands, covering her face, remained motionless.
Crier also didn’t eagerly await an answer, patiently waiting until the tension in Olivia’s instep released.
As the blue veins, tensed from the tension, disappeared, Olivia, who had been covering her face, removed her hands when the tension in her small foot completely subsided.
“It’s over now.”
Although it was evident that he wouldn’t listen to her plea to let go, Crier met her eyes and slowly lowered his head.
It was predictable what would happen next, but Olivia, who couldn’t imagine it, had to meet his gaze without even blinking.
If only she could take her eyes off. No, she should avert her gaze.
Olivia had no choice but to watch.
His dry lips slowly descended onto her instep as Olivia covered her eyes.
Reflecting vividly in the crimson eyes, Olivia eventually closed her eyes tightly.
Crier silently laughed with his lips pressed against her instep.
Since Olivia could feel the pulsating movement as if her heartbeat had moved to her instep, the desire to expose it even a little rose to the tip of her tongue.
But Crier raised his lips and rose silently, as if nothing had happened.
“Wait. I’ll bring something for proper treatment.”
With the sound of the door closing.
Simultaneously with the closing sound, Olivia let out a groan.
“Why are you trying to treat it? Just call the palace guards.”
Uttering it out loud and considering calling the palace guards, Olivia found a rope, but the rope near the desk was out of reach while she sat on the sofa.
Trying to get up, Olivia applied force to her legs, but either her legs were loose, or she couldn’t stand up at all.
In the end, Olivia tightly grabbed the sofa’s armrest and tried to lift her hips halfway, but she ended up sitting back down due to the pain piercing through her waist. Olivia, who was hesitating whether to let out a sound or not, rather hoped that he wouldn’t come back.
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 🙂
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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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