As Annette provoked him, a palpable murderous intent emanated from him. A threat severe enough to intimidate even someone like Annette, who had spent over a decade in Operetta.
“Annette Martinec. I didn’t spare your life because you’re a convincing doll.”
The man wanting to kill her revealed his deep anger, spitting out words in place of Annette.
“There have been others before you who played with my memory. Do you think you’re the only one?”
From Peter’s voice, manner, and actions, anger and contempt dripped heavily. The look of someone who wanted to crush the neck of the person impersonating his loved one. Perhaps a sentiment similar to what Annette felt.
But…
‘…That’s not it.’
Annette felt that Peter’s anger was fundamentally different, not merely because she was impersonating Lowell and deceiving him. Then what exactly was making Peter show such rage? What had she triggered in him?
“I didn’t spare you because you resemble Lowell. I just hope you’re the last counterfeit.”
“…”
“You all think I can’t forget her.”
At that moment, emotions welled up in the pale blue depths of his twisted expression.
“I can live without Lowell.”
Ah, upon hearing that, Annette almost burst into laughter.
“Even if you find me repulsive, it’s not unbearable.”
Peter, you.
“So, live quietly in this palace, as if you were invisible.”
“….You can live without me, you say.”
Annette’s words caused Peter’s recently calmed brow to twitch again.
“Speak clearly. You’re not Annette, you’re Lowell.”
Oops.
“Aren’t I your Lowell?”
“It’s different.”
“But, Your Majesty.”
Lowell lifted her head, her two black eyes shining like obsidian against her pale face.
It was a truly bizarre fascination. A beauty enough to bewitch anyone. Before Peter could express his astonishment, Lowell spoke up close.
“Your heart is beating.”
Her voice was dry, as if mimicking someone’s recitation.
It didn’t take a moment for Peter’s face, which had barely maintained composure, to crumple again. The contempt on his face was so common it could be stumbled upon in the street.
Despite Peter’s glaring murderous intent tightening around her, Lowell could laugh inside. No, she was almost bursting with laughter inside. She couldn’t help it.
The reason was simple. She had inadvertently hit upon Peter’s deepest sentiments.
‘Peter.’
You desire me.
“Don’t play these cheap tricks.”
You want me, even while believing I’m not Lowell. That fact tortures you so much that you want to kill me.
Peter’s murderous intent stemmed from self-loathing.
It was an explosive realization. A realization so searing, Lowell had to burst into laughter internally instead of screaming.
“If you pull something like this again, I’ll send your head back to the Martinec family.”
Then, Lowell’s path was clear. Taming him as Annette, not as Lowell.
Whether she was Lowell or Annette, she had to ensure that Peter couldn’t kill her.
“There won’t be a second chance.”
Peter’s hand fell away, and he turned and left the room. The only evidence of his stay was the mark on Lowell’s shoulder. Holding her reddened shoulder, she let out a hollow laugh.
No second chance?
But Peter, you’ve already spared my life twice.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
