“Die! Die! Die!”
“Ack! Ack!”
Choked in an instant, he collapsed without resistance.
Blue eyes filled with shock rolled back, and his fingertips frantically clawed at the back of her hand.
People around screamed and desperately tried to pull her away.
Veronica clung to him, refusing to let go. She squeezed his flesh until the white skin turned dark red.
Blood streamed from where her nails scratched his skin. If Harry hadn’t pulled her off, she might have succeeded.
Veronica flailed her arms and shouted:
“He must die! That thing must die right now!”
“Veronica!”
At the frightened shout, her body flinched and stopped. Dazed eyes focused on her father.
Her flailing hands gently touched his cheek. Her lips moved slightly. Father… She seemed to be calling him that.
Harry quickly ordered people to take her away.
But when her dazed eyes that had been focused on her father caught sight of Asher being supported as he stood up, Veronica tried to lunge at him again.
People restrained her and dragged her away. Veronica resisted fiercely.
She had to strangle him to death right now. That was the only way to prevent future troubles, but everyone was just stopping her, which was frustrating.
After being dragged to her bedroom and confined, she was still fuming when her father came to see her not long after. He knelt in front of Veronica to meet her eye level and spoke to her.
“Veronica. Why did you do that to His Highness the Prince just now? You’re not so young that you don’t know how dangerous that was.”
“He used me! For countless days he whispered words of love, then betrayed me! He framed you, Father, and destroyed our family! We must kill him before he uses our family!”
“Sweetheart. He came to propose to you.”
“No! Aaaah!”
Veronica wailed like a madwoman.
Harry, startled to see his daughter hurting herself by pulling at her hair, tried to stop her.
Veronica raved until she lost control and fainted.
She regained consciousness after a full day. The maid who saw she had woken up went outside.
Hearing the news, her father came to see her. To his question about why she acted that way yesterday, she gave the same answer.
“We must kill him. For our sake.”
“Veronica… my child…”
Harry sighed, clutching his forehead. But Veronica’s answer did not change.
Instead, she tried to persuade her father.
That they must kill him right now. That only by eliminating him could they prevent the family’s destruction. That her father would not be falsely accused and executed.
It had been an unrepeatable opportunity. Who knows when another chance would come! She couldn’t help but hate herself for stupidly wasting the chance to kill Asher.
Veronica remained confined. It was her father’s order that she not leave the room until she repented her wrongdoing.
Veronica spent a day tied up motionless to the bed. Except for meals and bathroom breaks, she had to lie in bed all day.
And when dawn broke, Harry would come and ask her:
How are you feeling today, have you changed your mind, do you regret your actions? Do you feel like apologizing to Lord Roel? He says he fortunately won’t punish you for your crime. How fortunate that he’s willing to overlook what happened that day.
Veronica didn’t listen to a word he said. Because she had no reason to change her mind or regret her actions.
Rather, she just stared endlessly at her father’s healthy, youthful face.
How many days passed like that? When she opened her eyes, the maids were untying her restraints.
Confused by the sudden release, she saw an unforgettable face appear in her bedroom. It was Asher. He approached her.
Receiving her murderous gaze, with a bewildered and tense expression, not knowing what to do.
A blue bruise was briefly visible between the collar choking his neck.
“Miss Hardness. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you after that day.”
“…”
“I came again because I think we need to talk. I want to know why you were so angry with me that day, why you… wanted to kill me.”
Standing before her, choosing his words carefully, she silently stared up at his face filled with grief.
As her gaze lingered, he seemed to grow flustered again. “Miss Hardness?” came his cautious call.
“Please sit down, Your Highness.”
“…Then excuse me.”
Asher, looking a bit surprised, sat in the chair in front of the bed.
Until then, her gaze had remained fixed on him. Asher smiled awkwardly and continued speaking.
“I heard your health was poor. Is your condition very bad?”
It seemed her father had brushed off her behavior that day as a ‘health issue’.
“Your Highness.”
“Yes, Miss Hardness.”
“I heard you came to propose to me last time.”
“Yes. Though it’s late. If it’s alright with you, if someone like me is really alright with you, I’d like to reciprocate your feelings.”
“Is that so.”
But the response was so indifferent that Asher looked quite flustered. Veronica, with an expressionless face, nodded towards the water jug on the side table next to him.
“More importantly, I’m thirsty. Could you pour me some water?”
“Ah.”
Though it wasn’t a request he should comply with, Asher shooed away the approaching maids and readily stood up.
Then he picked up the water jug, poured it into a glass, and held it out to her.
Instead of taking the water, Veronica just stared blankly at him, which confused him.
“I can’t put strength in my hands, could you come a little closer?”
She raised her trembling hands. Asher looked at her thin wrists once, then moved his body closer. Veronica smiled sweetly.
So focused on her gaunt, powerless face that had lost weight in just a short time, he didn’t notice one of Veronica’s hands slip under the pillow.
“Die!”
The dagger pulled from under the pillow swung at him in an instant.
As Asher hurriedly moved his body away, the blade narrowly grazed his cheek. She immediately lunged at him.
She climbed on top of him and tried to stab down with the knife. Asher barely managed to grab her wrist to stop her, but Veronica pressed down with force.
“Just die! Die! Die!”
“Kyaa! Miss!”
The maids screamed and tried to stop her. People outside heard the commotion and came in. A struggle broke out.
Even with multiple people clinging to her, Veronica didn’t easily back down. It was an inexplicable, monstrous strength from such a frail body.
Then her body went flying from a strong force. Her body that had been pushed back floated up slowly. In her widening field of vision, she saw her father who had pushed her away.
“Veronica!”
Harry reached out his hand. Veronica also reached out, but it was not enough for them to grasp each other. Her body fell out the open window.
When she opened her eyes wide, Veronica was lying in bed again.
Her whole body was drenched in sweat, and harsh breaths escaped her parted lips.
She was confused whether what had just happened was a dream or reality.
She couldn’t stop crying at the fact that the person who pushed her to her death was her father.
But something more important came to mind. There was a knock at the door and the maids entered. It was a familiar scene.
“Miss Veronica. A guest has arrived.”
Veronica was then groomed.
Though surprised by her crying appearance, the maids calmly did their job.
Veronica took advantage of a moment when the maids were distracted to secretly grab and hide a pair of scissors.
She then went to the reception room to meet Asher. That hateful face who had said he came to propose to her.
“Miss Hardness.”
This time she didn’t make a mistake.
Veronica strode towards him, taking out the scissors she had prepared in advance. Then she stabbed them into the neck of the person before her.
“Kyaaak!”
“Veronica!”
People screamed and someone urgently approached.
Meanwhile, Veronica calmly stabbed the scissors into his neck again and again.
His clear face twisted in agony as he let out uncomfortable groans of “Ack, ack”.
She gladly met his gaze of disbelief.
By the time she was pulled away by a strong force, his writhing body had already gone still as he lost consciousness.
“Lord Roel!”
One of his attendants checked his pulse. Then shook his head. Muffled gasps of shock burst out.
Veronica, who had watched the whole scene, was filled with joy.
“Ahahahaha! Serves you right! Serves you right!”
Veronica laughed, unable to contain her delight.
Kakakakaka! Everyone who saw her laughing after killing someone had horrified expressions.
She was arrested on the spot. Dragged to the imperial palace as a regicide, and imprisoned. A trial was held afterwards, and her beheading was decided.
The time until going to the guillotine was very boring, but it was bearable due to the sense of accomplishment at achieving what she wanted.
Of course, she was scared when actually being beheaded.
And so Veronica died again. When she opened her eyes, she was 16 years old again. This time she didn’t even need time to recognize the situation.
She wasn’t curious why she kept returning to age 16, or why this was happening to her.
It was a sufficiently joyous thing for her.
“Miss Veronica. A guest has arrived.”
“Yes. I’ve been waiting.”
She smiled more brightly than ever at the maids who came to groom her.
While being groomed, she secretly grabbed scissors like last time. And once again she met Asher and stabbed him in the neck.
This time too, most of the scissors’ blade pierced through the skin in one go.
His clear face twisted in agony like before as he let out uncomfortable groans of “Ack, ack”.
“Ahahahaha!”
Veronica laughed cheerfully as she watched him die, clutching his gushing neck. Then without hesitation, she stabbed her own neck too.
It was more comfortable than waiting for the beheading.
The next time, she was back at age 16 again.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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