Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Tears streamed down Ivy's face as she nodded repeatedly. "It was all my fault before. I

was malicious, but from now on, I won't be like that anymore."

Even she felt disgusted with herself. "Frank, do you really not mind my past?"

"Mind it? What if I told you I did?"

Ivy's face turned pale. She knew she was the one who had done wrong, and it would

be fair for him to mind, but her heart ached deeply.

She bit her lip hard. "Even if you do mind, I... I can't change it. Time can't go backward."

Frank held her tighter. "I was joking. What I mean is, even if I did mind, what difference would it make? After all, it's already happened.

Besides, I wasn't part of your past. The Ivy I know is the one trembling when pulled out of the sea, the one afraid of the dark and clutching my sleeve, the one who gets scared to death just by killing a fish.

Your past might have been unbearable, but from now on, you need to learn to be a good person. If you ever again have a heart to harm others, then I really will mind."

Frank gently wiped away her tears.

When Ivy had first confessed her past, he had been shocked. Perhaps if someone else had heard it, they would have scolded her endlessly.

But Frank was more perceptive than most. He could sense that Ivy's actions weren't entirely her fault.

Since childhood, her mother had instilled a warped perspective in her, making her believe that her old self was the right way to be. This deeply ingrained mindset wasn't something that could change overnight.

her past self had been. And everything she endured afterward felt

person she had truly wronged was Aurora. Beyond that, he saw

ragged to save her mother, even kneeling to beg

to endure

wasn't it? And now, the fact

proud princess to the dust, yet here was someone who

it anymore. I can't change your past, but I can be part of your future," Frank said softly,

Ivy cried until her tears soaked

carrying a bowl. "Why

I'm happy. Really

not much in this mountain village, so don't look down on it," the old woman said with a

grew up in the mountains myself. It

out of Frank's embrace. His chest was now

I see you cry. No more tears from now on, okay?" "Okay." Ivy glanced at the wet patch on his chest and felt a strange lightness, as

Frank devoured the bowl of noodles in front of him, leaving it completely empty.

why didn't you tell me? I wasted

long as your heart is no

well, but his movements were always as elegant as

unpolished, but his hearty

out she was still a princess-just

a good night's sleep, but after

bathhouse around here? I'd like to take a bath," he said. On the ship, he didn't care much, but now that Ivy was with him, he

he would inevitably meet her family. She had once been a wealthy

them half to death. He hadn't forgotten that

one, right over there," the old woman said, pointing

to let him out of her sight, afraid he might not return once he left. "Don't worry, Ivy. I'll be