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Anne, a shy and introvert woman, was in love with Denis for ten years. But Denis had someone in his heart. When his girlfriend left him to pursue her career, he finally noticed Anne and asked her to be his girlfriend. 
Anne stayed devoted to him for three years, but Denis cheated on her with his first love. Worse, his scheming ex-girlfriend killed her. 
Fate gave her another chance. Anne was reborn. This time, she vowed to take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. 
Augustine, the CEO of the Sphere Group of industries, was powerful and wealthy. But he died from his family’s conspiracy. 
Reborn, he was determined to punish those who had schemed against him. 
In his past life, he had failed to protect Anne, his savior. This time, he vowed to love her and keep her safe with his life. 
But Anne no longer believed in love. 
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“Will you marry me?” Augustine’s eyes sparkled with anticipation and nervousness. 
However, Anne was calm. “Yes,” she replied blankly. “I’ll marry you. But don’t expect anything from me. Love is the last thing I can give you.” 
He smirked and took a step closer to her. “Miss Clair,” he pinched her chin, “are you sure you won’t fall for me? Can you resist my charm?” 
Anne’s breathing hitched, her stomach fluttering. The challenge in his eyes and his husky voice threaten to shatter her resolve to never fall in love again. 
“Let me promise you one thing: in this life, I’ll love you, cherish you always. All I want is your faith.”

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Augustine closed his eyes for a second, exhaling slowly. Then his voice rang out, sharper than before. "Yes. We'll be there in a moment."

He didn't move. His eyes stayed fixed on Anne, intense and smoldering. He reached up, his thumb brushing slowly across her flushed cheek.

"We'll eat," he murmured. "But I'm not done with you."

Anne felt her heart trip over itself. The hunger in his eyes, the possessive edge to his tone—it sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through her veins. Every nerve in her body stayed alert, attuned to the fire that still burned between them.

"Go get dressed," he whispered, "if you really want to eat."

Anne's skin prickled with heat at the implications of his words. She pressed a hand firmly against his chest, trying to create space between them.

"I'm hungry," she said, attempting to slip away.

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