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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.

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Chapter -311

It was a sunny day with clouds gently moving along with the wind. The air was cool and gentle; even the sound of the brook was gentle.

There were trees growing on every bank of the river, providing shade to the passing boats or for the people walking on the side of the footpath. The boat was gently rowing itself through the magic stone.

The boat which mostly looks like it could fit 10 people without trouble but it only had Lucien and Efthalia. It has a huge shade-like parasol; a comfy couch on both sides filled with cushions and a table in the middle. The table was covered with lace, a flowered vest, a bucket filled with ice, and a bottle of wine placed in between.

There were already two baskets laid beside the table; one was the lunch prepared for them and the other was fruits and berries though there were already some food placed on the table.