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.

that Ivy finally realized just how awful her past self had been. And

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

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

her all, willing to endure pain and hardship for

strength, wasn't it? And now, the fact that she could recognize her

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

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

until her

"Why are you

happy.

some noodles. There's not much in this mountain village, so don't look down on it," the old woman said with a warm smile

it? Grandma, I grew up in the mountains myself. It feels like coming

tear-streaked face and stepped out of

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 though

the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Frank devoured the bowl of noodles in front of him, leaving it completely empty. Seeing how hungrily he ate, Ivy realized he must have been starving and

why didn't you tell

as your heart is no longer burdened,

his movements were always as elegant as those of a comic book

but his hearty laughter and bright

she was still

Frank wanted to get a good night's sleep, but after several

is there a 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 didn't

since he'd decided to take Ivy home, he would inevitably meet her family. She had once been

this, he might scare them half to death. He hadn't forgotten that Ivy had called him "uncle"

the

him out of her sight, afraid he might not return once he left. "Don't worry, Ivy. I'll be back soon. How could I bear