It was only now, having traveled back in time, that Rosette realized her plan to protect Jane was a hopeless dream. No matter what she did, Jane would have suffered the same fate.
But what had changed was Rosette herself. She was no longer the past coward, terrified and hiding while people were poisoned with malice.
Rosette screamed and ran into the crowd.
“Stop bullying my sister, you demons!”
“Who’s this now?”
“What, demons?”
Ignoring the murmurs around her, Rosette rushed to Jane, who was still clutching a paper bag tightly, even as she bled.
Just like in the past, Jane had probably gone out to buy treats for Rosette.
Stupidly, why would she do such a thing for an ignorant little sister? Tears of sorrow fell onto Jane’s blood-stained forehead.
“Sis, open your eyes, please? Sis?”
No matter how much she called, Jane remained unresponsive.
It was the happiness she had finally regained after turning back time. The two days with Jane had been much happier than the 12 years in the Dallas household. She thought only happy days were left, but how could she make such a mistake?
It was all her fault. If only she had known and held onto Jane…
Stones began to fall on Rosette as well. The laughter and angry voices of the people were terrifying.
“It’s because of you parasites that the goddess is angry, and our crops failed!”
“If you hadn’t leeched off us, this would never have happened!”
No, they had never leeched off anyone.
The orphanage where Rosette stayed was run by the temple, mainly supported by noble houses’ donations of goods and money. They had never begged or leached from these people.
Yet, why did they resent them?
Rosette couldn’t confront them, though. Jane was what mattered now.
“Sis, please breathe.”
“If only she breathes, if she is still breathing, I can save Jane. I’m not the powerless and incompetent little kid I used to be.”
At that moment, Jane exhaled a breath she had been holding. Overwhelmed with joy, Rosette gently placed her hand on Jane’s forehead.
‘Wait, is she really okay?’
An uneasy feeling crept in, fearing that Duke Dallas might come looking for her. Despite her resolve to escape from Duke Dallas and live happily with Jane, it seemed like she might be caught in his clutches again.
But her hesitation was brief. Even if she had to live in hell, as long as Jane was safe, she would be happy.
Rosette did not hesitate anymore and started manipulating mana. It was an immense amount of mana to handle for her young body, causing a pain like fingernails scratching her insides.
Rosette swallowed the hot surge rising in her throat and used a healing spell on Jane.
Light emanated where she touched Jane, and slowly her wounds began to disappear. The torn forehead from the stones, the scraped knees from falling, and the feet bruised from the pebbles. All were healed without a trace of scars.
Jane’s cleaned forehead would have been unnoticeable if not for the blood. Jane didn’t open her eyes but her breathing was deep, as if she was just asleep.
People who had watched the scene kneeled down one by one.
“A saint?”
“The saint has appeared!”
“Saint, please look at my child too. He’s sick.”
Rosette felt a surge of disgust seeing the people’s changed attitudes. Before and after she healed Jane, she was the same person. Why did they despise and scorn the previous Rosette, and now revere her?
Why were those who had thrown stones at her now showing kindness?
Rosette was about to rebuke the people when a voice filled with anger echoed from the entrance of the square.
“Do you all not have even the slightest bit of conscience?”
Despite not being very loud, the deep, resonant voice seemed to fill the square.
Rosette shuddered slightly at the familiar yet strange voice.
As the man made his way through the crowd and approached her, Rosette almost had a fit.
“Are you alright?”
The man, with platinum hair and purple eyes, extending his hand politely, was undoubtedly Duke Adrian.
He looked a bit younger than she remembered, but it was definitely him. She could never forget that distinctive, beautiful hair color.
And he was also the man who had died because of her magic in the past.
At the same time, she remembered Joshua, who had wept in front of her at the end of his life. Why did she think of him at this very moment?
“What’s your name?”
Snapped back to reality by Duke Adrian’s sudden question, Rosette replied.
“Rosette… yes.”
“Rosette. Then your nickname must be Rose. It suits your hair well; a beautiful name.”
Despite the compliment, Rosette couldn’t express her gratitude. She was trembling like a leaf in the wind since encountering Duke Adrian.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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