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.
"I see. That's good. I didn't mean to disturb you. But you seem to be doing something fun, so I decided to join," Ferdinand glanced at Narcissa and Ivan.
"It was becoming fun indeed. I was discovering things I didn't know about my assistants."
She learned from Ferdinand's thoughts that he had been listening to them while they were asking questions to Ivan.
"May I also test him?" Ferdinand asked, and Ivan paled.
[His Majesty too?! He's from the Royal Family, so they know best about Valeria. What if I make a mistake?!!]
Ivan glanced at Arabella with a pleading look for her to say no. But this was an opportunity they should grab.
'I'm sorry, Ivan. But if you answer Ferdinand's questions correctly and he says you are indeed good in front of Narcissa, then she wouldn't be able to debate that you are not capable.'
"Yes, of course," Arabella agreed, and Ivan was petrified.