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.

finally realized just how awful her past self had been. And everything she endured afterward felt like she was paying the price for

couldn't bring himself to hate this version of Ivy. The only person she had truly wronged

ragged to save her mother, even kneeling to beg for help-a sign of her filial piety. She hadn't

given her all, willing to endure pain and hardship for the sake of her

it? And now, the fact that she could recognize

the dust, yet here was someone who didn't despise her for her filth, someone willing

the past stay in the past. Don't dwell on it anymore. I can't change your past,

Ivy cried until her tears

elderly woman entered, carrying a bowl. "Why are

I'm happy.

so don't look

in the mountains myself. It feels like coming home," Frank replied with

wiped her tear-streaked face and stepped out of Frank's embrace.

okay?" "Okay." Ivy glanced at the wet patch

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tell me? I wasted so

long as your heart is no longer burdened, that's what's important," Frank said, ruffling her

to her as well, but his movements were always

but his hearty

turned out she was

to get a good night's sleep, but after several days without a bath, his beard

to take a bath," he said. On the ship, he didn't care much, but now that Ivy

to take Ivy home, he would inevitably meet her family. She had once been a

might scare them half to death. He hadn't forgotten that

the old woman said, pointing

"Don't worry, Ivy. I'll be