Summary
“You should be given a chance to take revenge before dying.” With that softly muttered sentence, my heart dropped. The warmth was no longer felt in the hands that gripped my head. “…I thought you were dead.” A smile flickered across the cold face. A sense of relief that the opportunity for revenge was not lost. A sense of triumph for not losing the prey. He possessed a refined arrogance and a beautiful cynicism, instead of clumsy innocence and cumbersome affection. Much had changed, and so had she. “As much as you have fallen, I have risen.” I was so accustomed to enduring pain. But enduring pleasure and desire was unfamiliar. “I want to carve it out. All the memories of that night.” So, I ran away, carrying his child.
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- Chapter 25 January 24, 2026
- Chapter 24 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 23 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 22 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 21 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 20 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 19 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 18 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 17 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 16 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 15 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 14 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 13 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 12 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 11 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 10 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 9 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 8 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 7 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 6 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 5 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 4 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 3 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 2 January 20, 2026
- Chapter 1 January 20, 2026



