
The Wicked Womanâs Daughter Needs a New Daddy
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The day I finally tried to save my mom from my garbage father, I got into an accidentâonly to wake up inside a novel.
âThis⌠this is the world of the novel I read.â
If Loving You Is a Sinâa romance fantasy novel where the protagonists are a pair of adulterers.
âDia, my daughterâŚ!â
ââŚMom.â
I had been reborn as the daughter of the female villain, the legal wife of the male lead, who was treated as a wicked woman and killed. Seeing my mother in her, I blurted out the words I never got to say to my real mom before she died.
âDivorce him, Mom.â
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After making a contract with a demon, we left the male leadâs estate and took refuge under my motherâs family, the Duchy of Winston. Even so, I didnât have enough power to defy the original story. So, I decided to find a new dadâsomeone strong enough to protect us. My choice? The future emperor, a tyrant in the making. In the novel, he went mad after returning from the battlefield, his rage fueled by my motherâs execution as a villainess. And as they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. But something seems off about this future tyrant. I stared at him as he kept being excessively kind to me. Then, I asked bluntly, âYour Highness, you like my mom, donât you?â Cough! Cough, coughâŚ! ââŚâŚâ Gotcha, you punk.
âI will become Your Highnessâs sword.â ââŚâŚâ Looking down at the boy with beast-like golden eyes, I smirked. Now, everything was in place. I no longer feared the original story. This time, no matter what, I will find happiness here with my mom.
After making a contract with a demon, we left the male leadâs estate and took refuge under my motherâs family, the Duchy of Winston. Even so, I didnât have enough power to defy the original story. So, I decided to find a new dadâsomeone strong enough to protect us. My choice? The future emperor, a tyrant in the making. In the novel, he went mad after returning from the battlefield, his rage fueled by my motherâs execution as a villainess. And as they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. But something seems off about this future tyrant. I stared at him as he kept being excessively kind to me. Then, I asked bluntly, âYour Highness, you like my mom, donât you?â Cough! Cough, coughâŚ! ââŚâŚâ Gotcha, you punk.
âI will become Your Highnessâs sword.â ââŚâŚâ Looking down at the boy with beast-like golden eyes, I smirked. Now, everything was in place. I no longer feared the original story. This time, no matter what, I will find happiness here with my mom.