MTL - Forced Marriage VIP Front-Seat: My Superstar Ex-wife is very Popular - Chapter 16 oversleep

Duwei is born in this new world from Earth without making any sound, he does not cry, he just stares at the people around him. As he grows he does not speak and curses this new world in which he is forced to live.

His father a great general of insurance he must have aptitude for something, nevertheless he is not more than trash. Ignored by his family as the “Retarded” heir.

This is the story of your journey to discover the truths of this world and use the knowledge of your past life to remove your title of retarded, even if you have to become a devil.

[No R-18 scenes]Princess Viana Yanis's life took a dramatic turn after she was married off to a very wealthy Count to save her kingdom's failing finances.Unable to endure her husband's cruel and harsh treatment, she decided to end her life.However, she was given a second chance to live, and she chose to take it.Armed with the knowledge of her past, and supported by a special System, she took various actions to save her kingdom from financial ruin.And she sought revenge on everyone who had hurt her in the past...#regression

One night of spring breeze, stirring the white window screen fluttering in the air.Only a nightstand lamp is on in the room.The light is a soft, dim yellow.......

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”