The Villainess Wants to Be Terminally Ill
“Honestly, Father. Do you really think there's a young noble who would have such strange thoughts about me?” “It seems Anna didn't show you the mirror. If you had seen it yourself, you would have thought the same; you are beautiful enough to make anyo…
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At the peak of a question that reached the heights of desperation—no, could this even be called a question? Wasn't it just sheer stubbornness?—Yevgenia's face twisted violently. Whether he interpreted her reaction as such or not, Raymond spoke with a …
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At Yevgenia's words—which sounded like a command, yet weren't quite a command, but felt like one nonetheless—a giant question mark seemed to float above Edwin's face. Fearing that Edwin might misinterpret her intentions, Yevgenia added a few more …
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At Yevgenia's question, the crown of Edwin's head turned a pitifully bright shade of red. Dabbing at the streaming sweat with a handkerchief several times, Edwin spoke with his eyebrows drooping in a worried V-shape. “T-this, this is absolutely not in…
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Anna read an ominous sign in Yevgenia's smile, but she tried her best to ignore it. She simply couldn't bring herself to shatter the illusion that her beautiful, angel-like(!) lady would ever harbor wicked thoughts. The atrocities 'Yevgenia' h…
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The next day. Very unfortunately, Yevgenia had not dreamed of anything last night. Had she remembered even a single scene, she would have thought that the way she recalled the original story had changed. However, looking at her light body and her refreshingly…
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