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The day she died was the day she finally realized that her detachment and cowardice were her biggest mistakes. That those were the reasons she lost everything. 

"If time will turn back its hands, I will no longer just watch. I will return everything in its rightful places. I will control my own fate."

These were her thoughts as the reel of her life played, as the poison coursed in her body reminding her of her incompetence, of her inaction, burning all of her resistance and detachment.

And then she opened her eyes once more. 

She was back.

This time she will make sure that she won't lose anything or anyone. Including a certain smiling devil who is really good at kissing.

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The Return of the Devil's Wife

A pin-drop silence blanketed the whole ballroom after the man's off-handed statement. Yan Xiaoyi seemed to have frozen in place as she looked around the room in embarrassment. 


"No... no. That can't be. My sister is definitely here in this ballroom. You're lying!" Yan Xiaoyi retorted to the man, brows furrowed with conviction. The man merely sighed and shook his head in sympathy. 


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