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.

suffering a great deal that Ivy finally realized just how awful her past self had been.

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

her mother, even kneeling to beg for help-a sign of her filial piety.

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

fact that she could recognize her faults

Ivy threw herself into Frank's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. She had fallen from a proud princess to the dust, yet here was someone who didn't despise her for her

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

Ivy cried until her

bowl. "Why are you crying so hard? What's the

I'm happy. Really

so don't look down on it,"

the mountains myself. It feels like

out of Frank's embrace. His chest was now

"Okay." Ivy glanced at the wet patch on his chest and felt a strange lightness, as though

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

you were hungry, why didn't you tell me? I wasted so much time

as your heart is no longer

but his movements were always as elegant as those of a comic book hero,

hearty laughter and bright eyes

she was still a princess-just Frank's

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

there a bathhouse around here? I'd like to take a bath," he said. On the ship, he

meet her family. She had once been a wealthy heiress, and her family's expectations would

this, he might scare them half to death. He hadn't

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

return once he left. "Don't worry, Ivy. I'll be back soon. How could I bear