CH 59.2

He had never cared about her wellbeing, living in a strange place. He just wanted to see her crying face next to him. He had been blinded by vengeance. Sometimes he acted impulsively to help her, but that was it.

The feeling of betrayal he felt was so terrible that he could never forget it. Since that night, time had stopped for him.

However… he was feeling skeptical now.

Angroanne, who was next to him now, had been the woman he loved the most in the past. She was the woman who trampled on his heart and betrayed him.

“What would you do if she was alive?”

These were the words Luciel, who had disappeared after the woman’s death, suddenly said after a few hundred years.

“It’s been 400 years, how is the woman alive?”

“Human beings have a second chance bestowed by the good and kind God. Reincarnation.”

He couldn’t believe Luciel’s words, but he couldn’t completely ignore it either. Daymond pretended to be fooled and only realized the words were true when he saw Anne’s face at the banquet he attended.

And the moment he felt the touch of her lips that day, he felt his blood begin to boil again.

From then on, everything happened in a flash.

She only had the same face as before. Both her personality and name were different. In fact, her personality was completely different, so there was no resemblance anywhere except her appearance.

But that didn’t matter. The moment he buried himself in the woman’s lips, Daymond felt that it was an inevitable fate. He felt like his heart was beating again. His frozen life moved forward. If nothing else, he had a first thought to bring her back.

He had no intention of missing out this time.

This time, she was bound by the binding force of the law of marriage so that she could not escape. He was not interested in a successor in the first place.

This body couldn’t sire a child anyway. He planned to blame her for letting her think that way so that she would never leave.

She was a woman with a cold heart. It was like the bright old days never existed, but one thing was the same— when it came time to hold her. The soft skin at his fingertips, the way she shed tears when he stretched out her cramped opening with her slender waist lifted at random, even the climax she felt was the same. He could feel her only when they had sex.

I promised myself never to be weak…

However, it was rather he whose mind became more complicated as time went on. The useless feelings, which he thought he had forgotten, kept rising in his chest. Still, he forced himself away from the thought each time.

He couldn’t love the woman again. She had to be punished for betraying him.

So he only spoke severe words, and he pierced her heart. He was willing to watch her slowly crumble.

At first, he liked her crying, even when she stubbornly held it back. It was nice to see her bite her lips while her face was stained with pleasure. It felt quite good to see her despair as she tried her best to think of a way to leave, when she lost her words every time he mentioned the child that would likely never be born.

But what was this indescribable feeling? Did he still have her in his heart?

Come to think of it, Anne knew nothing. She couldn’t even be considered the same person as that woman. He was nothing more than a ruthless bully who felt betrayed by a woman, someone who desperately chased an afterimage of the past.

He didn’t have to be nice, but he didn’t have to be so cruel to her either.

“What have I been doing?”

It was funny. Clearly, Anne and that woman were different, yet he foolishly treated them as the same person.

He took a woman who didn’t even remember and kept harassing her, saying that he would get his dirty revenge. It was to comfort his frozen heart by resenting and tormenting Anne. He laughed at himself inside.

What’s the difference between myself and those weak humans?

He clenched his fists tightly. Even when blue veins appeared on the backs of his hands, the unpleasant beating of his heart did not stop. Even when he denied and rejected his heart, he could no longer deceive himself.

He still loved her.

The feelings open the floodgates in his mind, making him infinitely weaker. He finally realized what a foolish revenge he had been trying to achieve.