Sir, Please Don’t Die

Gwen keeps regressing to Monday morning. One day, she sees a duke die in front of her like a weak little shellfish, and Gwen returns to Monday once again. “You were the one.” The duke was the source of that damned regression. To end the regression and return to an ordinary life, she must first keep the duke alive! Please don’t die, Your Grace! *** Facing each other far closer than when they had passed through the narrow corridor, Davian said, “You look good. If anyone says otherwise, tell me. You are entitled to enjoy all of this.” “Why?” The man’s violet eyes smiled playfully. It was a perfect smile that would make anyone fall for him. “Are we not partners?”

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