I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams - Chapter 80: The Feelings Have Faded, This Relationship Is Destined to End

I regret having lived as a villain.

So when I got a second chance after regressing, I tried to live a good life…

But then a villain became obsessed with me.

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“Dad, when mom dies, can Aunt Chloe become my new mom?”“...Okay!”Heartbroken, Serena Sinclair decisively filed for divorce.Certain that she would regret it, Adrian Lockwood agreed without hesitation.He didn't expect that after the cooling-off period ended, Serena left without a trace of reluctance.On a stormy night, Adrian sent a message to Serena.“Serena, don't push me to act. You know my temper!”“Serena, I'm giving you one last chance! ...Come back obediently, and things will be just like before!”“Serena, Miles misses you. I miss you too. Won't you come back?”The phone rang with a cold and faintly amused voice, “Adrian Lockwood, you're so shameless! ...If you don't want to die, stay away from my wife!”...Wyatt Hawthorne didn't believe in fate, but later he discovered that long ago, destiny had already cast its net around him.That net had a beautiful name called Serena Sinclair.

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.

“Are you my knight?” The silver-haired youth looked at the blonde girl before him and asked, his cheeks flushed red. This was their first encounter when he was only ten years of age.

“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

“Are you my king?” He knelt before the throne, smiling foolishly as he looked at the girl holding the sword victoriously. At this moment, he looked like the boy he was when they first met.

“I’m fine without having eyes for you. The entirety of Camelot is for your taking.” Smiling soft and gently, he gave his eyes to the girl who lost her eyes due to the curse of the red dragon. He doesn’t regret it, he thinks. He was twenty years of age.

“So… Arthur… Artoria Pendragon, are you willing… are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?” His voice was soft and clear as he reached out to touch her hand.

This was their legend.

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