The Tyrant's Terminally-Ill Childhood Friend (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 120
One can love without forgiveness, even while harboring hatred. Lowell had always believed that the emotion she held was nothing but hatred, and that this premise would never change. She thought hatred might transform into love, but that hatred and love could never coexist.
Thus, she had believed staying by your side was merely for survival.
Yet, at the core of it all, love had always existed. Not because the other was kind to her, nor because they were beautiful or worthy of love. Isn’t love precisely like that? Even flaws appear endearing. If only those truly deserving of love were ever loved, surely no one would ever be loved at all.
She loved simply because they existed and had entered her heart. It was an emotion rooted without reason—the ultimate irrationality. One cannot seek logic in absurdity.
Therefore, at the end of all her realizations, Lowell felt utterly hollow. She had tried to impose answers upon something that had none, and thus endured such prolonged, searing pain. It felt like floundering helplessly in water barely reaching her ankles.
Her love was not hatred toward Peter. Even if it hadn’t been so shattered, even if it hadn’t gnawed at her so painfully, her love would have existed as naturally as the sun rising or autumn leaves falling—carried on the wind. She simply hadn’t recognized it, obscured as it was beneath layers of time and emotion.
But once she became aware of its presence, her feelings surged forth like a tidal wave.
“I want to stay by your side until the moment you die.”
I desire you. No matter what reason I might attach to it, I would have chosen to remain beside you. I don’t want anyone else to take you from me. Can you even fathom how utterly fulfilled I feel knowing you desire me? Even if I lose everything else, I’m certain my love for you will never falter.
After this brief confession, Lowell looked at Peter with a hint of pride and a touch of satisfaction.
Peter wore an expression as if sleep had vanished instantly. He even seemed to doubt his own ears. In short, he looked utterly dazed.
From the start, Peter hadn’t been sleeping deeply. He had the habit of waking periodically to check on Lowell beside him, so when he vaguely stirred and met her gaze, he was slightly startled. But a confession like this?
“…Strange. I’m clearly awake.”
“I’m perfectly sane.”
“You couldn’t possibly love me. You hate me…”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
Right. I remember she said she only knew peter from high ranking noble family but didn’t know his family. Hmm, i would sus if i was her
Isn’t that obviously. Burn house without anyone survived? I wonder who it is
I wonder what is that? Both were sick but only the boy survived.