“Why?”
Riccardo’s voice flowed smoothly, completely unfazed.
“Are you in a hurry?”
I wanted to see the playful expression in his voice, but opening my eyes now would not be beneficial to me in any way.
“I have something to tell you.”
“Ah….”
Rustling sounds came from him, though I couldn’t tell if he was dressing or undressing. I sneaked a glance and saw him turned away, exposing his upper body.
A surprised gasp escaped my lips involuntarily. Why couldn’t I take my eyes off his broad back?
“Are you going to stand there?”
“Huh?”
“Are you going to talk standing there?” he asked.
Only then did I realize I was awkwardly standing with just one foot inside the room, still clutching the doorknob.
“If you keep the door open like that, there won’t be anyone who doesn’t know you came to visit me tonight.”
“…….”
“Or does it not matter?”
No, it certainly matters. I haven’t given up on my life yet. For now, my goal is a temporary engagement with him, but my dream is to have a sturdy husband and bunny-like children and live happily.
As I hurriedly stepped inside, Riccardo put on a robe and sat down on the sofa. He gestured for me to sit in front of him.
Suppressing the urge to approach him, tie his robe, and secure the waistband, I composedly took a seat.
As I hesitated on how to start the conversation, he began first.
“I heard you met the Duchess?”
“Yes, and the Duke was there too.”
“Care for a drink?”
Without waiting for my response, Riccardo poured himself a drink and filled another glass for me. I clutched the glass tightly but didn’t drink. Since meeting the Duke and Duchess, I hadn’t been able to swallow even a sip of water.
“Pennel’s wife, Sabrina, Jonathan.”
I looked him straight in the eyes. Despite my heart racing every time I saw him, I wasn’t about to gamble with my family’s lives hanging in the balance.
“They’re my family. Please save them.”
There was nothing more urgent to me at that moment.
“Why should I?”
His previously slightly smiling face turned cold as if he had never smiled. True, he had no obligation to save my family.
I should be grateful he saved me, but I couldn’t be happy just saving my own life without them. Before I knew it, they had become an essential part of my happiness.
“You may not remember, but you owe them too, sir.”
“I thought I already repaid that debt by saving your life once.”
Riccardo seemed prepared for this conversation, skillfully blocking any argument.
“No, not just that. You owe them a much bigger debt.”
“Lies.”
“Ah….”
My eyes, incapable of deceit, must have been easy to read, even without his discerning gaze. Honestly, I couldn’t claim Sabrina and Jonathan had protected him with their lives like I had.
“Still, you need me now.”
“That’s why you’re here.”
“What if I say I’ll take my life?”
“Didn’t the Duchess make herself clear?”
He crossed his legs and leaned back comfortably, even managing a slight smile.
“The Duchess gave you another solution, didn’t she?”
He might as well have been the master of the mansion. It was unlikely that he was unaware of the conversation I had in the drawing room earlier. Besides, the Duke and Duchess didn’t seem intent on keeping it a secret.
When your opponent knows all your cards, your options become limited.
I abruptly stood up, glass in hand. His head followed my face.
Without taking my eyes off him, I slowly approached him.
As he approached closely, his heart pounded so fiercely that it seemed it would leap out of his mouth at any moment. Yet, I knelt on one knee before him, as a man in love proposes.
Ricardo slightly furrowed his brow, but I did not hesitate.
I immediately reached out and placed my hand on his protruding knee. The touch of silk softly wrapped around it sent chills unexpectedly. My hand, cold from holding a drink since the afternoon, had become stiffer.
“What are you doing now?”
His eyes remained ash-colored, but his voice carried anger. However, for some reason, he did not push my hand away. I clenched the fabric of his clothes that I felt under my palm even tighter.
“I will do anything.”
“What…?”
For the first time, his eyes wavered. There was a faint light, but not distinct enough to discern in the darkness. It was fortunate at this moment that he felt any emotion at all.
“As you know, I have nothing right now. All I have is this unworthy body.”
“…….”
“I will do as told. If you ask me to get engaged, I will, and if you want to marry, I will. And one day, if you tell me to leave, I will go without looking back.”
I leaned my cheek on my hand, still grasping his knee, bowing my head further. I felt his body stiffen slightly.
“If you tell me to love you, I will, and if you tell me not to, I will follow that too. If a saintess eventually becomes your companion, I will scatter flowers on the path you both walk. Even if I am told to serve the woman who becomes your wife, I can do that too.”
He gripped my shoulder tightly and pushed me away from him. His lips curved up, but his eyes were not smiling. His blood-red lips created a peculiar atmosphere.
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 🙂
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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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