‘Damn it. I told you to stay in the room.’
Liz’s face was flushed with a sense of defeat.
‘Am I now smitten by the male lead?’
Liz simply couldn’t bring herself to look at Kain.
Somehow, she felt as if he were glaring at her with menacing eyes.
So this is how the original story goes.
Sigh….
She felt as though her strength was draining from her body. It seemed like all her desperate efforts had been for naught.
Yet she felt no regret.
Liz, who was usually guarded but offered everything once her heart was given, had nothing she wouldn’t do for Mirabel, who was more special to her than her own flesh and blood.
Hatred? Just a little was fine.
If she was loved by even one person, that was enough.
“Let’s go, Mirabel.”
“Yes, Miss.”
Liz lifted her chin and took her steps with a deliberate display of confidence.
Aside from slightly hastening her steps when she brushed past Kain, and the way the attendants discreetly distanced themselves like avoiding a bug, it was a smooth procession.
As soon as Liz and Mirabel disappeared, Lilia started sobbing, her hands covering her cheeks. The attendants tried to comfort her.
“How could Miss Liz do something so cruel to her own sister? She should have hit me instead.”
“No, it’s better that I got hit. If you guys were hit, it would hurt me more. Sob….”
Lilia spoke as she sobbed even more.
Her gaze momentarily shifted towards the entrance, checking if Kain was still there.
Fortunately, Kain was still there.
Lilia began to move to head back to her quarters.
Monica offered to assist her, but Lilia vehemently declined. As she struggled to walk past Kain, her legs suddenly gave way, and she collapsed into his arms.
“What happened to the Miss! She must have been hit too hard.”
The attendants were at a loss. Monica quickly scolded Kain.
“What are you doing? Pick up the Miss now!”
This time, even Lilia didn’t say she was okay.
Kain lifted Lilia a few seconds later. It was an unusual hesitation for him, but it was so brief that nobody noticed.
Kain hoisted Lilia up and climbed the stairs.
A fleeting, peculiar smile appeared and vanished on the lips of Lilia, who buried her face in his embrace.
“Thank you, Kain.”
Lilia, who had been moved from Kain’s arms to the bed, greeted him with a faint smile. One of her cheeks was flushed red, and seeing that the other cheek was similarly flushed, it didn’t seem like it was solely due to a slap.
“Then rest.”
As if he had completed his duties, Kain turned to leave with impeccable manners. At that moment, Lilia stopped him.
“Um…”
“Speak.”
Kain turned halfway back towards her and said.
Lilia spoke hesitantly.
“…Forget everything you saw earlier.”
“…”
“The time I was with my sister. When my sister hit me… Just forget it all. My sister did nothing wrong. I was punished because I deserved it.”
Kain looked down at Lilia with an indecipherable gaze. Her cheeks flushed even redder. Lilia continued to ardently defend her sister, cradling her swollen cheek.
“I worry that you might look down on my sister. You were her former servant and you’re close to her, so…”
“There’s no such thing.”
“…”
Lilia’s eyes widened at Kain’s decisive response. Seizing the opportunity, Kain spoke clearly.
“I would never think ill of Miss Liz. So rest assured.”
Although it was what he said, his mood was not particularly good.
Nevertheless, Lilia, hiding her discomfort, managed to force a bright smile.
“Thank you. I feel relieved because you listened to my request.”
“It’s not because you requested it…”
“…”
“I never had the intention to think badly of her in the first place.”
Even Lilia had to exert extra effort to keep her true feelings hidden this time.
Her momentarily hardened eyes and faintly trembling lips were nothing compared to the rage she harbored inside.
“I’ll take my leave then.”
Kain turned around again with impeccable manners. This time, Lilia didn’t dare to stop him. However.
“Ah… I have one question.”
Stopping a few steps towards the door as if he suddenly remembered, Kain turned around and asked Lilia.
“Do you truly trust Monica?”
“…What do you mean?”
“I was just curious.”
“…Well, I trust her. She’s my servant; of course, I trust her.”
Lilia’s words carried an intended tone of assurance, but it rather revealed her lack of complete trust.
“I see.”
Kain merely said that much and asked no more questions.
He gave his third polite bow and withdrew from the room. Completely withdrew. The sternness of his retreating figure, as if never to return, further infuriated Lilia.
However, the arrow of her anger was misdirected.
“It’s all because of you, sister. You’ve enchanted Kain.”
The finely arranged linen blanket was entirely crumpled in her hands.
“Why did you do that?”
Liz answered to Mirabel’s rebuking question.
“I regret it too.”
“……?”
“I should have slapped him one more time.”
“Miss!”
“Anyway.”
Liz rebuked.
“Why didn’t you tell the truth? You could’ve just said I picked it up off the ground to return it.”
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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