Female lead's Delusion of Starting Over - Chapter 47 - Transformed into the Shape Lu Li Likes

“You need my help, Tesoro. You choose. A marriage with me or be torn apart by them” His voice was cool as though this wasn't a matter of life or death.I didn't want this life. My father had gambled a lot and left me with a lot of enemies and now I needed the help of Don Vincenzo LaRosa who was my high school bully and now the Don of the most powerful mafia family in Italy if I was going to survive it.It was just a marriage of convenience but I realized something. He wasn't helping me out of a good heart. I had been sold without my permission to him. I was the mafia's pawn.

*Xu Xinyi woke up and had obtained a system, the system told her that she was a female partner with a miserable/desolate end.

In order to prevent this ending, Xu Xinyi driven by the system, worked diligently on what a female partner should do.

Yi Yang couldn’t tolerate it anymore/at the end of one;s patience, and at last mentioned divorce.

Xu Xinyi’s heart felt ecstatic as she put the divorce agreement in front of her husband and with a sorrowful, heartbroken look on her face waited for her husband to sign.

—“Hurry up! Sign quickly! I can finally leave this darned place!”

Suddenly Yi Yang who could hear Xu Xinyi’s thoughts threw away the pen and said, “Not leaving.”

***

Ever since Yi Yang discovered that he could hear Xu Xingyi’s thoughts, he found that his wife kept kissing up to him and saying she loved him but in her heart she would laugh at that.

She loved him on the surface.

“Husband, you are so nice, I love you very/so much ah!”

—“I won’t be spending the rest of my life with this arrogant man forever, will I? I am the most wretched woman in this world!”

She yelled at Yi Yang: where am I not good! Tell me! I can still change! Wont that work then?

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In this world, only if you are strong, can you protect the people you love.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.