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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

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A never-ending maze

Ai wrapped her hands around his back and patted him. "And you are beside him today too."

"But he cannot see me wherever he is right now. How is he supposed to know that there is nothing to be afraid of? This didn't happen with us, Ai. How will we know when he will wake up?"

"I am sure he will be okay. Let's wait for him. I trust Jin. Whatever it is, he will definitely be strong enough to come out of it."

In that plethora of memories that floated around Jin, he sat at the core of that storm with a dead look in his eyes. He was tired. He was exhausted. His heart felt empty.

He didn't know how much time had passed. Was it five minutes? Or five hours? He was clueless. But to him, it felt like he was trapped in this memory hurricane like forever.