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Who is the Villain?

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

Eternal_bunny · Fantasia
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330 Chs

Chapter -310

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Lucien sat there, motionless. Her mind ranks with questions. 'For an entire 2 and half years? I was wearing that dame glamorous charm for nothing, thinking it was working and here, he had been listening to all my thoughts?'

She leans with both hands on the table. Her palm covers her face trying to hide her embarrassment or second-hand embarrassment and slowly slides towards her forehead; her fingers gently push the front hair to the back and clutch tight across her scalp.

Suddenly all those memories began to flew back; she remembers some while some she didn't. When he mentions 'pervert', she suddenly remembers the time she was either internally complimenting his physique or not so. 'Is that why he would cover his chest every time I see him in robes?'

She wanted to crawl under the ground and maybe, never come up again. 'Should I leave first?' She suddenly had a ridiculous idea. 'I can use my teleportation ability and I–'