nishidurani

Abigail Essendson, the prideful daughter of George Essendson, Duke of the Forchestire Empire, had everything, money, respect, a strong image in high society, and loving and caring parents.
But she made a mistake, she accepted the proposal for marriage by the archduke, Gerard Wiltshire, cousin of the crown prince.
The man wanted nothing but money to strengthen his power so that he could attack the crown prince, which eventually he did and took over the empire.
And that was the fall of Abigail’s family too, who was loyal to the crown. Her whole family was killed in the massacre. Her brother sacrificed his life to save hers. 
She blamed herself for everything as she was the one who chose Gerard over the crown prince. She trained hard, as a strong knight she was. She tried to kill Gerard by herself, but alas, she wasn't that strong to handle his whole army.
"Even if you will ever be reborn, you will never be able to defeat me. You and your family will die from my hands." Gerard laughed as she was taking her last breaths.
"I will. I will come back later to take revenge and will snatch everything back from you." These were her last words when she died.
But not like the books she read, she did not go back in time. Instead, she was born again in the 21st century as a doctor, but the guilt never left her alone. One day, as she tried to save a little girl, she got hit by a truck and was transmigrated back to her previous life as Abigail.
At last, God finally listened to her pleas. After she woke up, she was back in her previous life when she was 16. Would she be able to fulfill her wish this time?

Villainess Becomes The Knight

"Why do I not know that I was killing more than a dozen people daily?" I asked myself in amusement as I saw her talking about me as if she knew me for years.

Eastern duke was nothing but my facade that I have used to send representatives to other people and then establish a pact with them. My powers have increased enough to compete with Gerard, but he still has his father and the empress with him.

In a year or two I will be strong enough to stand against the emperor, till then I have to lay low. But it did not mean that others could use my name freely. I was surprised at how Abi encouraged me to use my name for whatever trap they were laying.

"Who is there?" I did not notice there was a dry stick under my feet which broke with the sound of a snap under my pressure.

"The owner of this place. What are you doing here, little bird? I thought you had some urgent work, ``I asked as I moved towards him.

Greedy son!