I'll Protect You This Time
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Ongoing8m
Last published Fri, Jul 24, 2020
My husband, the Crown Prince of the Empire got killed in front of my eyes while protecting me.
As I eventually got killed too while holding him in my arm, carrying a baby in my womb, I got travelled into the time when I was still 9 years old.
I couldn't believe what I see in the mirror was my 9 years old self, being nicely prepared by my mom since it's the first day meeting my future husband, the Crown Prince.
In this life, I promise myself to protect him instead, as well for all my family members.
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