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Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress

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.

Athena_Varinder · 奇幻言情
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Chapter 825: What Happened to My Master?!

Blanca's tears were escaping her eyes in torrents. 

She could not believe she was seeing the arrogant and powerful Alwin like this.

"Haha…Are you crying?" Alwin laughed weakly as he felt some of Blanca's tears drop on his palm. 

"I'm not!" Blanca gritted her teeth. She wanted to use a spell to just make Alwin pass out already.

[How can he still laugh at a time like this?! Did he really have to push himself this much?!]

Blanca looked like she might erupt any second and lose patience from frustration so Arabella spoke again.

"You already did more than enough. We are grateful for your efforts," Arabella said and all the rescued Prudencians followed.

"Thank you very much for your efforts, Your Eminence. We are forever grateful. Please rest now," the Prudencians said in unison.

"Is… that… so..?" Alwin asked weakly with the last of his strength and his voice trailed off in a whisper.