[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".]

Just as he'd feared, Annabelle Linton's expression was glacial. She scoffed, and in the most casual of tones, uttered the words that would shatter his heart: "Do you really think you can compare to him?"


With that, Annabelle Linton tore herself from his grasp and coldly ran ahead.


Leona Grant wanted to grab her, to question her, to stop her. He even wanted to kill Aaron Wyatt.


But a sudden wave of helplessness washed over him. It was an agonizing, suffocating feeling, and his blood seemed to freeze in his veins.


His heart ached, a pain so intense it felt as if it had been shattered beyond repair.


'So what if he killed him? So what if Aaron Wyatt no longer existed?'


'Would Annabelle Linton love him then?'


Just then, a bullet struck him squarely in the chest.


A chilling wind swept by, carrying the overpowering stench of blood. Blood began to pour from the wound in Leona Grant's chest.


Chapter 267 - Chapter 267: Let's Get a Divorce, Part 1