Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

After five minutes, she finally picked up the card, grabbed her handbag, and left. Everyone has a sense of curiosity deep inside.

"Miss President, are you heading out?" her secretary asked, noticing her hurried demeanor. But there wasn't anything else on her schedule today.

"Yes. If anything comes up, postpone it. I'm going out," Rebecca replied.

She drove to the address written on the card.

It was a garden villa, with fresh flowers blooming all around. From the soil's color, it was clear these flowers had been transplanted recently.

What was Mio planning by asking her to come to this villa? Rebecca was filled with questions, but as she approached, the iron gate opened automatically.

Curiosity pushed her forward. To her surprise, all the flowers in the garden were species she loved. There was even a swing, elegantly placed, as if inviting her to sit and sway in the sunlight.

She could already imagine how wonderful it would be to sit there, basking in the warmth of the sun.

The villa was built halfway up the mountain, where the air was fresh. At night, one could hear the chirping of insects, and in the early morning, birds would take flight.

The front door of the villa was tightly shut. She wasn't sure if Mio was inside. Standing before the keypad lock, she entered her birthday.

The door opened.

It seemed no one was inside. The floor was covered with white rose petals, and colorful balloons floated around. The interior was decorated warmly and romantically.

What on earth was Mio up to? Rebecca stepped carefully on the rose petals, moving forward. Suddenly, she stepped on something.

In an instant, the room lit up. Warm lights flickered on, romantic music began to play, and a projection appeared on the wall.

It was a collection of sketches and photos.

protagonist of these pictures was her-kneeling in a garden, wearing a blue dress, surrounded by fireflies, looking like a

her hair in a ponytail, her dress

sketches of her smiling softly,

had taken these photos or how he'd managed to draw so many detailed sketches of

how could he have captured her every expression

bad person, and bad people deserved a bad ending. Yet, at this moment,

Startled, Rebecca flinched, but she quickly realized it was a pre-recorded

dearest Rebecca," his voice was light

home with you. Maybe you won't believe this, but from the moment I first saw you, I knew you were

you, I never believed in love at first sight. But after meeting

you in that garden. You were like an

I can understand that feeling.

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days I've spent with you have been the happiest of my

I've realized that you are the person I want to

about me. Please forgive me for not being able to say this to your face-

lower. Rebecca felt like he must have recorded

didn't dare to tell you because my origins

adopted by the Walsh family. He was a good man, a very good man, but he

addicted to gambling. At first, the Walsh

broke their trust. Finally, one day, the Walsh family had had enough.

loyal to the Walsh family, divorced her. But secretly, he left the family and worked to earn

eventually, she got involved in drugs and... other things. She

I still don't

and brought me back to the Walsh family. My mother was pushed to her death by debt collectors, and

to care for me, as a child, I was still looked down upon by my peers. They used the filthiest words to insult

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