[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".]

Their relationship had reached a point where a simple "sorry" was far from enough to fix anything.


Words were hollow, and actions were even more futile.


With the label "murderer" shackled to him, she was reminded of her own death and of her child every time she saw him.


The baby had been so small... It would kick her, respond to her, touch her belly with its little hands, and squirm around inside her...


She had even imagined how moved she would be when her baby's little mouth formed the word "Mama"... She hadn't wanted to cause any trouble or ask for too much. She just wanted to live, together with her baby...


It had been with her for so long, only to be killed by him just like that...


What did the child do wrong? What did she do wrong?


But he had killed it... Her poor child never even had the chance to see the world before its own father killed it with his own hands...


Chapter 384 - Chapter 384: Leona Grant Cannot Be Without Annabelle Linton 8