Even the nominal brother was not spared.

She became more and more sophisticated in dealing with men, and was able to accurately grasp every man's weaknesses and then break through them one by one.

And I was probably the most miserable one in the process of being guided by her.

Because she remembered the past life and therefore, she knew my weaknesses.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder!

This is really unfair. I forgot everything, but she remembers that it wasn't it obvious that she would bully me.

In the last life, she knew that I had serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, but she was not that bad at that time. Although she would occasionally torture me with this, it would not be too much.

This life is no longer an exaggeration to describe!

It's just about to force me to death.

Maybe it was to avenge my previous life, she hated me for killing her, so she forced me to death!

However, in the end, she failed to force me to death with obsessive-compulsive disorder as she wished, because we fell in love again.

Maybe this is destined.

Even though I was scarred in my previous life, I still couldn't control my feelings in this life.

Even in everyone's eyes, we are brothers and sisters.

At first I resisted and struggled, but in the end I fell into her hands.

However, I don't regret it.

In this life, she and I experienced more suffering than in the previous life, and she lost another child for me.

Perhaps it was because the curse was transferred, and everything came to an end in this life.

I remembered all the memories.

In the previous life, the fortune of nine lives was exchanged for her tenth life encounter, and the initial beginning.

I remembered it, I remembered it all.

Only then did I know how much I owe her.

I couldn't help but imprison her once a few hundred years ago, and I have been in danger of her for generations.

How can I ask for her forgiveness for the suffering she suffered for so many lifetimes, the loss of her two children, and these injuries?

What kind of face do you have to beg for her forgiveness?

Sorry, thousands of words of sorry cannot save the pain she endured.

She used to be so beautiful, she was the saint of the gods, the incarnation of extremely holy and justice.

But I pulled her down from the altar with my own hands, and pushed her into the abyss, constantly falling in the darkness, and suffering in hell.

She used to be my light, but I pushed her into the darkness.

She also said, I am her light, and this sentence is tantamount to me.

She is my light, but I have been hurt by it for ten lifetimes.

After years, we all lived like each other.

She pulled me to the light, and I pushed her to the darkness.

Pain, despair, discomfort, heartache, repentance, I don’t know how to face her.

All I know is that I can't let go.

Even though I was in pain and even though I knew that letting her go was to make up for her, I still couldn't let it go.

I can give it to me no matter what she wants, and even if she wants my life, I am willing to do so, but I can't let it go.

What's more, she is already pregnant with my third child.

The first two children have been lost, and now I have to protect this child no matter what.

I love her, and she loves me too.

Since that's the case, why do you have to let go? The past is over and people have to look forward.

I will use thousands or hundreds of times better to heal those injuries for her.

I don't know how long it will take for her to untie her knot and accept me again, and I can wait.

Keep waiting until the end of your life.

Whenever she looks back, she can see me behind her.
Chapter completed!