For half a year, I silently endured his humiliations. He looked down on me, showered me with insults, and treated me like I was nothing—but again and again I pulled him back from the brink of death, stubbornly hoping for a miracle.
And the miracle happened: the general started to recover. But when his family brought up a wedding and suggested that I become his wife, I refused. I could hear him calling someone else in my dreams—the one he once swore an oath to. The one who betrayed him with cold indifference.
I left to start over: to open my “Shop of Memories” and leave the pain in the past.
Only this time, the dragon essence within the general awakened. And he is not the kind of man who accepts defeat. He found me and understood what mistake he had made.
Now he is ready to sweep aside every obstacle on his way to me—even his own vow. But will I be able to forgive the person who once broke my heart?