Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Though Frank was a simple and honest man, he was deeply devoted to love. After finally meeting a woman he liked, he never expected he would have to let her go with his own hands.

Ivy looked into his pained expression and felt a pang of guilt. She knew there were some debts of affection she could never repay.

She took the initiative to embrace Frank, and he tightened his arms around her. Overcome with emotion, he leaned in and kissed her lips.

Ivy trembled but didn't push him away. That night, they shared a passion that neither

had anticipated. She didn't reject the warmth of his breath, and as she felt the reluctance in his kiss, she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened it.

Frank only let go when the kiss left her breathless. His eyes were serious, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "If he ever hurts you, come back to me. Ivy, I love you."

Hearing his words, Ivy felt her heart waver. They weren't romantic lines, but a solemn promise from a man. For a fleeting moment, she almost wanted to stay.

But then Mio Walsh's image surfaced in her mind, and she quickly dismissed the thought. "Frank, thank you. I'm sorry." With that, she resolutely got into the car.

As the driver started the engine, Ivy looked out the window at Frank's gaze. Her tears fell uncontrollably.

Memories of his care, his gentleness, and his earnestness over the past days flooded her mind. If there were no Mio Walsh, perhaps she could have fallen in love with him.

The car drove away, and she watched as Frank stood motionless, rooted to the spot like a statue, watching her leave.

Her heart felt as though it had been slashed open. The person she had wronged most in her life was Frank-she had betrayed a good man.

When Frank's figure finally disappeared from view, Ivy felt as though her heart had been hollowed out.

next life, I promise to repay

my heart

a small town in Lorvale, and when Ivy stepped out of the car, she felt a strange sense

she did was borrow a phone to call Mio Walsh. She had decided that once she returned to Clothville, she would head straight to New York to find

and would likely spend the rest of her

vanity or

if he had been worried about her disappearance

before someone answered. It was nighttime in New York, and Mio Walsh had

moment. Mio calmed the woman down, casually threw on a robe, and stepped outside to

"Hello."

longing surged like vines wrapping tightly

voice trembled. She had survived against all odds, escaping the ship with great effort. Only she knew the hardships

Walsh paused, then said in

so much. I thought I'd never see you again. Thank God I'm alive." Ivy was

rebooting. "Ivy, where have you been these

both Ivy and Aurora had fallen into the sea. As a professional killer, the assassin's word should have been

his doubts, Mio feigned

recounted her ordeal, focusing more on how much she missed him. But Mio was fixated on one thing-Aurora

are you now?" Mio

a small town in Lorvale. Thankfully, a kind person helped me. I'm arranging a ride back

and be with you. From now on, let's

no longer wanted to be entangled with her, especially not if she

something I need to tell you,"

"What is it?"