MTL - In the Second Generation of the Trench, He Changed To the Ruanfan Script - Chapter 81

After marriage, Vivian Sinclair was diagnosed with infertility.Through countless hardships, she finally conceived a child through IVF, only to accidentally learn: the child in her womb is indeed the flesh and blood of her husband Austin Grant and his My Moonlit Beloved!“Bro, this move of yours is truly ruthless.”“Letting sister-in-law carry the child for you and your first love, once the child is born, it will be yours and she is merely a tool.”Her husband Austin Grant smiled coldly, “Zoe is afraid of pain, how can she endure the hardships of pregnancy?”“Vivian Sinclair always wanted my child, didn't she?”“I'm just fulfilling her wish.”Vivian Sinclair was furious.However, at the hospital, she learns another truth: her husband has a low sperm count, the hospital made a mistake with the embryos, and she is actually carrying the child of a mysterious tycoon!No one loves Vivian Sinclair.Vivian Sinclair thinks: then I'll give birth to the child in my belly and let them love me.When she successfully gets a divorce and is about to walk away with ease, her ex-husband suddenly regrets deeply: “Honey, don't go!”The mysterious tycoon appears behind Vivian Sinclair, pulling her into his arms: “I heard you're carrying my child?”

She, the “godly doctor” of an assassin organization in 21st century, transmigrated into the body of Yun Family’s abandoned, good-for-nothing Ninth Miss. Good-for-nothing? Then she’ll let the world see what a real good-for-nothing looks like. Summoners are legendary? Nothing is impossible in this world! She’ll become the first Magical Summoner.

“Shit, why this guy!?”Of all the unique characters he could’ve transmigrated as, it had to be the bastard instructor.Vanitas Astrea.A third-rate middle game boss, who was dismissed from the University after severe allegations, losing his teaching profession and ultimately, exiled from the Empire.“.....How did I even get here!?”Vanitas must now circumvent his way around this new world, confront his past, mend broken relationships, and prevent looming tragedies that would lead to his demise.

“Help me, please,” Bella pleaded, grasping his hands.His dark eyes, devoid of warmth, pierced through hers with an unsettling coldness. “Why should I mess with those goons to help you?” he asked callously.“I’ll do anything you say,” she said without thinking, desperate. “Just save me from them.”He demanded something that Bella had never anticipated even in her dreams.A contract marriage!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Bella Dawn was already in distress to pay her step father’s debts. To add her misery, her mother was diagnosed with liver disease and needed immediate transplant.Where would she get that much money?Then, like a cruel twist of fate, she accidentally encountered a handsome man, Theodore Reid, the enigmatic CEO of Ace Group.Rumors said that he was a ruthless businessman with a heart as cold as ice. Yet, to Bella, he was kind, rescuing her from the clutches of those who sought to exploit her.She was grateful to him until he demanded something weird, shattering her pervious assumptions. He wanted to marry her.NoHe wanted a contract marriage.In exchange, he would take care of her mother's treatment and compensate her generously at the end of their arrangement.For Theodore, it was a solution born out of necessity, a means to appease his grandfather's demands for an heir while he searched for the one who had once saved him, his angel.Bella’s appearance reminded him of his savior. So, he offered her a contract marriage. It was a temporary solution to his grandfather’s demand to get an heir until he found his angel.With no other options left, Bella reluctantly agreed to the terms of the contract. But little did she know it would test her resolve and resilience like never before.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Remember one thing, never fall in love with me,” he said, cold and dangerous.Bella gulped, nervous. “What if I do?” A sliver of defiance, a foolish question escaped her lips. She was already attracted to his handsome appearance.He squeezed her jaw and hissed, “You will regret it.”“What if you started liking me?” she dared to ask.He leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. “No chance,” he scoffed. “You're not my type.”Bella’s heart sank.