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 doesn’t matter. Because there is only one thing she needed to do. “I will ruin you in this lifetime too,” that was her hateful promise to herself upon realizing she was reborn. And in her second life, Arabella was bestowed a gift to uncover the truth. Who was wrong and who was right? Only time will tell.
Departure from Medeus [Bonus chapter]
The following day, even after Arabella and Ferdinand were set to depart from Medeus, Zion was not back yet. Thus, they concluded that he might take a few days to return just as Alwin did when he was the one who tailed Lindon all the way to Fynnia.
Ferdinand could not wait that long before they head to Estrella. They had both delayed going all the way for too long ever since he marked her. Thus, both of them were burdened by their desires.
They had survived 99% of the waiting. But now that there was only 1% or even less left, it was as if they would both break if they would not just forget the hell about everything else and just do it.
Last night, they both got into a trance and almost went all the way. The side-effect of the marking remaining incomplete was getting worse.
Or was it because they were simply too pent up?
But they had been satisfying each other almost every night without going all the way.