In My Next Life I'll Win the Heart of the Male Lead
There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life. There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity. There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with. There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful. There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route. There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.
The Warlord's Recount
The doctor fusses over him a moment longer before stepping aside with a relieved smile. "Alright then, we'll have someone bring you something to eat so you can gain your strength back. In the meantime, please rest."
I clamber unsteadily to my feet, careful of my injuries - this time successfully brushing away the fussy nurse that objects yet again - and walk to his bedside. "Roland, are you...alright?"
He sighs and reaches to place a hand over mine. His lips curl up in a small smirk, a sparkle of affection in his eyes. "You're not rid of me yet, kid. Don't think you'll be free any time soon."
I grip his hand tightly, frowning. "...Don't joke around. We were in a hopeless situation before Zane showed up."
My mentor scoffs, but his expression turns serious. "...You're right. That could've ended badly without our new friend's intervention. Who'd've thought that warlord would be a rescuer...?"
My lips quirk. "Lucas, apparently."