[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".]

'Faye Sheffield was right. That bitch really has changed.'


'She loved a challenge. Loved to conquer. Loved the thought of crushing Annabelle Linton under her heel.'


Seeing no reason to pretend any longer, she gave Annabelle Linton a cold, sharp look. "Annabelle Linton, do you think I'm a pushover?"


"Hypocritical, two-faced, treacherous, with acting skills that could win an Oscar... how are you a pushover in any way?" Annabelle Linton retorted sarcastically.


"Hmph." Vivian Yates's lips curled into a cold smirk. "I'm honored to receive such a spot-on assessment. Since you think so highly of me, I suppose I'll just have to live up to your expectations."


Annabelle Linton raised an eyebrow, her gaze cool and detached.


"Ah!" Vivian Yates screamed, grabbing the tray in Annabelle Linton's hands and dumping all the scalding tea onto herself.


But the moment the water hit her, her expression changed instantly.


Chapter 65 - Chapter 65: You're Already Scalded, So You Won't Mind a Beating From Me, Right?