[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".]

A single word, yet it revealed so much.


Faced with this situation, Annabelle Linton had thought of every possible solution, considered every possible person.


When this happened, the first person who came to mind was Leona Grant. But she knew she couldn't go to him.


Because she knew he was waiting for her...


'If he wanted to help, he would have done so long ago. But now, he was waiting.'


She leaned against the wall, her gaze lowered. She turned her face away, refusing to look at him, but she didn't leave either.


Leona Grant sneered. "Where's your husband? Hmm? Annabelle Linton?"


He forced her face toward him, his own a mask of unruly arrogance and derision. "Weren't you the one who kept saying you were going to marry him? That you would leave with him forever, and even go on a honeymoon? So where is he now?"


Chapter 487 - Chapter 487: I'm Willing to Help You 8