MTL - Shock! My Husband Was Born From the Sky and Turned Out To Be the Richest Man - Chapter 418

[Warning: R18+] She has to make the Devil fall in love within 100 days to regain her original body!

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Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia.

She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death!

Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge!

And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back.

“Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!” The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed.

With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature.

No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??!

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Excerpt:

“I did everything! Why don't you like me?”

He just shrugged his shoulders and looked at her expressionlessly, making Abigail more annoyed.

Abi: “I cooked for you!”

Nathan: “You almost poisoned me.”

Abi: “I clean your big mansion!”

Nathan: “You broke our century-aged vase family heirloom.”

Abi: “I serenade you!”

Nathan: “You are out of tune.”

Abi: “I took the bullet for you!”

Nathan: “I didn't ask you to do that.”

Abigail squinted her eyes at this cold-hearted devil. She's losing her patience.

Abi: “I almost stripped in front of you but you didn't even react!”

Nathan: “You didn't take all your clothes off.”

Abi: “...”

This time… his lips twitched, smirking at her

Abigail rolled her eyes skyward as she realized that the devil was just teasing her. 'Pervert!'

“Fine. I give up! It's so hard to seduce a robot!” She murmured.

She was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a pair of strong arms caught her by her waist. Then she just felt her body being pushed on the wall.

Nathan's face was now a few centimeters away from hers. She could feel his fresh breath fanning her cheek. “If you want to seduce me then do it properly!”

'Shit! What is he trying to do here?' Abi's heart was thumping like a drum roll inside her chest. Her mind went blank.

Before she knew it, she just found herself being kissed by the devil hungrily and aggressively.

'Damn?! Is this for real? The Devil is kissing me?!'

Hua Baihe is an emotional mediator, relying on his own mouth to persuade many pairs of broken pots that deserve to be together.
until selected by the emotion system.

before crossing.
She vowed to slap the small flat chest with a bang: “As long as there is a reward, there are no couples that I can’t persuade!”
System: “Do well, little girl.”

After crossing.
Hua Baihe looked at the man above him with a look of horror: “…No, this really won’t work for me!”
The system prompts: “The host is not allowed to fall in love with the target character.”

The man’s kiss fell.
Hua Baihe: “The system, listen to me, I was forced, and you asked me to do it.”
System: “…” I didn’t let you be the protagonist!

Edible instructions:
1. Decline to pick up the list! ! ! !
2. Easy and mindless bullshit, attack and accept are decided by the first time.
3. The CP in this article is always the same person, and all CPs are willing to be together! Occasionally a little fun! Don’t take it seriously!
4. I can accept only watching the first two worlds and complaining about another heroine, but I suggest to keep reading. The author does not write brainless logic. Of course, I suggest that I can’t stand the upper right corner. Generally speaking, I accept peaceful discussions, but scold me. I’ll kill you, I hope you know.

- Description from novelbuddy

After binge-playing a game for seventy-two hours, the single-player streamer Yang Yu, who made his living selling game guides, quietly passed away in his bed.Unaware of his own death, he was invited by a deity to conquer an RPG game, and was persuaded into choosing the hardest civilian starter.Couldn't even defeat a single slime after leaving the novice village? Want to learn a taunt skill but have to actually verbally taunt? And the gacha only yields trash?Faced with numerous hardships, he actually... got excited.A true gamer never fears challenges; they only fear the game being too easy.As his sparse panel began filling out, Yang Yu felt an unprecedented satisfaction swell within him, and he became addicted to making waves, unable to stop himself.'Hey? There seems to be a lone hero up ahead. Watch as I turn him into a unit of combat power! Damn, I’ve been spotted. Hero, don't run away!'

Once upon a time, there was a makeup artist who possessed outstanding skills and top-notch aesthetic judgement. When he did makeup for various stars, he could embellish sharpness onto the smooth vases that lacked edges, and he could make models who exceeded the boundaries of aesthetics to appear delicate and soft, more approachable to people.

Male stars loved to request him, for he had a thorough understanding of masculine charm in particular, and the makeup he did was never garishly slathered in oils or powders, instead exuding a natural, dashing air of elegance.

Female stars loved to request him, because not only was he excellent in his skills, he was also everyone’s closest confidant; when they chatted, he could easily hold any conversation, and his mouth would be tightly sealed, never allowing anyone’s privacy to slip out.

Although this person was quite young, after getting by in the makeup industry the past few years, he was virtually considered as a distinguished personality in his profession, and would be referred to as a ‘master’ wherever he went.

But he had a terrifying secret. He needed to carefully tread on thin ice and couldn’t expose even the slightest traces; otherwise, nobody would invite him to work ever again, and nobody would apply to the classes he led anymore.

—He was a straight man.

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