[A Story of Male Lead Abuse · A Rebirth Novel]
What is love?
Young and ignorant, Annabelle Linton spent her entire life to understand that it was an obsession.
Once fallen, it's impossible to break free. It can give you life, and it can also bring you death.
After her rebirth, she wore a smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with ice.
A friend once asked her why she loved him so much.
She fell silent, then casually changed the subject without answering, but a dazed look flickered in her eyes.
Perhaps it was because the years went by too fast, the world was too harsh, and the road was too difficult to walk alone, and she just wanted a home...

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There were only two kinds of people Mr. Grant hated most in this life: those he hated, and Annabelle Linton.
But there was never a reason for hating Annabelle Linton, and he never looked for one.
But later, he thought about it. Was it perhaps his confidence that she would never leave, no matter what?
But reality later told him that he was wrong.
In this world, is there really anyone who would never leave?

[This novel's main focus is on the male lead's suffering. The male lead appears to be a jerk, so patience is required. He unknowingly hurt the female lead for many years. After her rebirth, the female lead stays away from him, and the male lead is completely tormented. In the later parts of the story, the male lead will have all the reactions you'd expect to see, such as suicide attempts... But the ending is a happy one.
This book isn't exactly a doting romance or a gratifying romp, but it's certainly not a tragic tearjerker. If you enjoy stories that focus on the male lead's suffering, then I think you'll like this one. If you prefer sweet and fluffy stories, please check out my other book, "My Love for You, an Incurable Disease".]

But her words had no effect. Leona Grant only drove faster.


He was going so fast that if they hit anything, they would both die without a doubt.


The Princess couldn't stop wailing, "Stop! Stop the car! I'm begging you, stop, STOP—!"


The car stopped instantly. Because she wasn't wearing a seatbelt, her entire body lurched forward, and her head slammed hard against the car window, drawing blood.


Becky's legs were still weak, and before she could recover from the shock, she was viciously dragged out of the car.


After Leona Grant dragged her out, he showed no mercy just because she was a woman. He threw her forcefully to the ground, his face a mask of cold, murderous intent as he looked down on her.


"If you don't understand what 'rules' are, then I'll teach you."


Chapter 341 - Chapter 340: Thinking of Annabelle Linton