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Her entire nineteen-year-old life was devoid of colors, and the only thought that accompanied her was: You will not live long.
Until she met him.
He saved her once. Like her, although she does not remember it.
Perverse fate combined them again. This time as a marriage.
Is soulless president and heir of the most powerful corporations in the country will make her finally find a reason to live and feel like something more than just an organ donor?
Or could he be the one who ruthlessly put out that little spark that began to burn in her empty heart?
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At first she thought that was only a product of her imagination, a dream from which she could not wake up. But the pain radiating from every little bit of her body reminded her that what had happened was not a dream. Unfortunately...

She opened her eyes, but all she was able to see was a faint light seeping through the gap under the door.

She winked several times until her eyes got used to the darkness.

The only thing she got from him for all these years of boundless love was a look of disgust, as he lay on her body another whip hits and a cold face when she begged him to spare her life.
But even when she barely breathed, his hand did not stop for even a second.

Her scarlet blood still spurted, mingling with the stench of the musty cell, yet with each subsequent blow the pain of torn skin was nothing compared to the wound of her crushed heart.

The last thing she remembered before the last tear of resignation flowed on Yao Xi's cheek, mixing with scarlet blood, was the sight of his back as he came out of the cell, hugging the one who was considered as her best friend.
Yao Xi gave her last breath with the door closed behind them.
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Cover found on the internet. Respect for the author.