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Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

"All I wanted was a perfect love story. But I forgot villains don't get happy endings." --- "You will be my wife one day." Declared Liu Jun - the handsome and wealthy young master to his beloved childhood friend. He vowed to marry her at all costs. But that vow made him a villain.  The woman he desired didn't return his love. Crazy and heartbroken, he crashed into her wedding, who was going to marry the love of her life, Liu Jin, unfortunately his own younger brother. Circumstances took a drastic turn, leaving him with only one choice to pay for his sins - His death. But fate gave him another chance. Liu Jun was reborn. In this new life, he chose to let go of his love and start anew. He discarded his villain's identity and closed his heart forever. But a new encounter and new troubles come knocking on his door with the secrets of his past life that even he doesn't know. Will the villainous Mr. Liu find his happy ending this time? *Excerpt* Ai said, "I forgot to clarify something. It seems you have a misunderstanding that I am interested in you because I stared at you." Jun blinked once. "Rest assured that's not the case. I won't look at you that way. You are not my type." *** Cover designed by @vatarison.art. Follow me on insta - enthu_reader7 Discord - https://discord.gg/CbhNys444r

enthu_reader · Urban
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Ai's past (3)

Ai took several long minutes to calm down. Even if this was her second chance and her life was different than before with Jun by her side now, nevertheless she felt as if the wounds inflicted upon her were still fresh. They bled her heart and the old memories invoked the same grief which she tried so hard to overcome this time. The ignorance, the betrayal, the loss - was even heavier than what she felt at that night she fell.

The nauseous feeling within her settled down, feeling Jun's gentle pats and his soft kisses on her forehead and cheek. He wiped the traces of tears off her face. As she felt relaxed, she said, "For four years, I didn't hold my pen again for writing. Instead, Mom arranged a job for me in the university where she worked. She was retired, but she had connections. I became a professor in college and spent the next four years teaching, trying to forget everything I suffered," her eyes stung, "It was hard, but Mom and Dad were there for me."