‘Why is he suddenly kneeling in front of me?’
Lamein looked at Duke Haribo with wide eyes.
Oh my. Oh my.
What is Duke Haribo doing now?
There was a murmur from here and there.
It seemed that she was not the only one surprised by this sudden situation.
Lamein, who blinked slowly, stared at the man’s eyes at her eye level.
The man’s red eyes, which swallowed the brilliant chandelier light hanging from the high ceiling of the party hall, were overly captivating.
A handsome face that elicited admiration the more she looked at it, and a mysterious gaze that seemed to steal her heart.
‘If he looks like this, he must have made many women cry.’
Following the intuitive thought.
‘But I think Cedric is better looking.’
That was when she was harboring a subjective thought.
The man she had been staring at gently smiled for no reason. And then.
“The beautiful lady dropped this.”
He slowly reached out to her.
“Ah.”
Lamein, who made a small sound, widened her eyes.
In Duke Haribo’s hand was her handkerchief.
“Ah. Thank you.”
When did I drop this?
When Lamein took the handkerchief from Duke Haribo.
“You’re welcome.”
The man, whose voice wrapped around her eardrum like whipped cream, stood up with a languid smile.
And he turned around and started walking again.
‘I didn’t know I dropped it.’
Lamein shook the handkerchief she received and turned her head.
And she flinched and widened her eyes.
…The gaze is stinging.
Did everyone decide to bore through my face today?
‘People might think I kissed that man.’
No matter how interested they were in that man, was this the reaction for just picking up a handkerchief?
She didn’t understand, but Lamein, who tried hard to fix her expression, gently smiled at the ladies who were staring at her.
“Duke Haribo seems to be leaving.”
One lady spat out in a drained voice.
“That’s right. We didn’t even get to have a conversation.”
Another lady said in a similar voice.
Lamein turned her head and whispered something to the attendant and looked at Duke Haribo, who was leaving the party hall.
On the other hand.
“Bens just leaves without saying hello to us.”
“What’s one or two days?”
The gentlemen standing next to Cedric spat out a disappointed voice as they looked at Duke Haribo.
“But why is Bens behaving like that?”
“That’s right. He’s the kind of person who would just pass by even if someone fell. Suddenly why……”
The gentleman, who spat out a puzzled voice, stopped speaking due to a nudge on his elbow.
Hey, stop it.
Why? What?
The gentlemen who were exchanging conversations with their eyes slowly moved only their pupils to look at Cedric.
Bens has been famous for not caring about others’ business since he was in the academy.
So, it was natural to feel strange about his behavior a while ago.
It was too natural for the nobles to be attracted to the lady who was given a handkerchief by kneeling.
But the problem was.
That lady who was given the handkerchief was his wife.
“Ah. There’s Count Hotele. I should go and say hello.”
“I also need to go to the bathroom for a while.”
The gentlemen, who somehow had an urge to avoid, scattered in a hurry.
Whether that was the case or not, Cedric’s gaze was always fixed on one place.
Cedric stared at Lamein with his eyes narrowed down like he was pressing down his blue pupils.
She, who was sitting among the ladies, turned her head to look at Duke Haribo, who was leaving the party hall.
‘Did they really not know each other?’
His wellshaped lips that were tightly closed squirmed.
‘And let me make it clear, I have never met Duke Haribo. Not even once!’
Lamein’s eyes, which did not show a speck of lie, came to mind.
Her gaze that was fixed on Lamein went to Duke Haribo, who was leaving the party hall.
‘He wouldn’t behave like that without a reason.’
The arrow of doubt was pointed at Duke Haribo.
‘Did he behave like that on purpose after hearing the rumor that Lamein and I are not on good terms?’
His eyes, which were growling and glaring, soon calmed down.
No matter how much he didn’t like Duke Haribo.
‘Let’s not distort the situation.’
He knew exactly that he was not a man who would react lightly upon hearing such trivial rumors.
“If I indulge in such thoughts, I’d be no different from those gossipy nobles who spread baseless rumors.”
Cedric, who had tried his best to calm his thoughts, slowly moved his steps.
Before he knew it, he was approaching Lamein, who sat with a soulless expression amidst the chattering ladies.
“Oh, Earl. Welcome.”
“Earl Cedric Roger. Welcome.”
The ladies who spotted Cedric rose from their seats, slightly lifting the hem of their dresses to greet him.
At that moment, Lamein, who had been sitting with her back to him, swiftly turned her head. And then,
“Honey! I missed you so much, I was about to come to you. It seems like we’re in sync.”
She sprang up, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her eyes sparkling.
She was standing still, but there was a sensation of her lightly swaying her shoulders.
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 🙂
*
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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