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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 naïve 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 child. 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 in her arms. 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.

Athena_Varinder · Fantasy
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897 Chs

Destress with A Meal

'How excited was Ferdinand to teach him?'

Arabella hoped to see it with her own eyes someday.

But it could wait.

For now, she's simply glad that she's assured Fermin would be born as their son no matter what.

That was more than enough of an assurance for her, so she no longer gets sad when she recalls him.

She could look forward to the future and think that she doesn't have to worry since they would surely meet someday and be able to hold him in her arms too.

. . .

"Oh, we have already reached the meet-up point," Ferdinand said when the carriage stopped moving.

"That was quick," Arabella glanced at the window, and they were indeed already where they met up with the Duke earlier.

It felt so short since they were busy talking.

"I'll speak with Duke Olivier," Ferdinand volunteered since Arabella could not go out with Dimo still sound asleep.

"Thank you."