Your Grace, Don’t Even Think About Refusing Me

On the day she happily broke off her engagement and slept soundly, she absurdly regained the memories of her past life. She was the very cause of the male lead’s miserable past…….

"Was it me? It was me?"

Her conscience, barely bigger than a speck of dust, pricked at her guilt. Her wrists ached and the tip of her nose stung. If it has come to this, there’s no helping it.

"You know, Future Duke. I think breaking off the engagement was a mistake……."

Since she had sinned, she had no choice but to take responsibility and make sure he walks a path of flowers! While she’s at it, she should also avoid the ending of ruin! So don’t be afraid, come here?

"First, will you listen to what I have to say?"

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"Since it seems useless."

A woman’s black shadow leaned over Aryan, who was curled up as tightly as he could manage.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry……."

Aryan pleaded, lips pressed to his clasped hands as if praying.

"Please, anyone."

But he knows. There is no one who will hear that prayer.

Creak, bang! With a huge crash, the light disappeared.

"Anyone, huh. No one is coming."

When all his senses had begun to drift far away.

Knock, knock. Someone tapped on Aryan.

When he barely reached out, a light took his hand.

"……Found you."

A small golden sun, carrying the soft scent of chocolate and warmth flowing from the fingertips, came to greet the boy.