Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress
Falling for his warm touch despite his usual coldness, she loved him only to be disappointed and betrayed in the end. When love turns to darkness, it festers to be poisonous and consumes the soul. The naive Arabella evolved. *** “Thank you for becoming my wife,” was her cold husband’s last words before he died, coupled with a smile that had never before graced his lips. Not on their wedding day. And not even at the birth of their only child. Emperor Ferdinand, someone Arabella loved so much, killed their son. She became a villainess and vowed revenge for her beloved son. For a decade, she used everything she could to make Ferdinand pay. Until finally… he fell to ruin! With her revenge complete, Arabella's life soon ended with her dead husband right beside her. But fate wasn’t done playing with her. All of a sudden, she was back two decades ago right after their wedding. Was it a curse or a blessing? It didn’t matter. Because there is only one thing she needed to do. “I will ruin you in this lifetime too!” This was her hateful promise to herself upon realizing she was reborn. But in her second life, Arabella was unexpectedly bestowed a gift to uncover the truth. Who was wrong and who was right? Only time will tell.
An Elf This Time
"I'm not that terrible. I wouldn't hate her simply because she had feelings for me. I was the one who was ignorant and clueless. I would have never known if you didn't explain it to me. She had been kind and considerate of me all those times," Ferdinand sighed.
Arabella was relieved he wasn't angry at her either for bringing up the past like this. But then again, he was the one who asked her what her dream was about.
"After living for so long, experiencing all sorts of things, and even living as a human, now that I thought about it, I believe she was quite sweet and lovable. I simply didn't know anything at the time because I was still young," Ferdinand intentionally added to make Arabella react.
[Is she jealous now?] He was hoping she would tell him off or something.
'Humph. Why would I be jealous of my own self?' Arabella internally denied it.
But honestly, she did still feel a bit of that prickly sensation in her chest as Ferdinand praised another woman.