I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!
"I'VE ALREADY sent people to investigate the fertility center," Nikolai informed Nichole. "I'll update you soon."
"Thank you, Nikolai-ssi."
Nikolai kind of felt awkward now that only he and Nichole were talking.
His wife, Mona, encouraged him to talk to his half-sister alone.
[And here we are now.]
By "here," he meant Nichole's café called 'Drinks for the Princess Royal.'
It was closed because of the kidnapping incident.
Even so, Nichole still made coffee for Nikolai.
"Nikolai-ssi, I know that you helped me because we have a common enemy," Nichole said carefully, and she was probably referring to her mother-in-law when she said "common enemy." "However, I still feel like there's something else I need to know."
Oh?
"Nikolai-ssi, did you really not come to this village to meet me?"