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One

“Ah… my head hurts.”Before Lucien could open his eyes, he heard someone crying beside his bed.“Young Master, please wake up… My master is so pitiful. He was in a loveless marriage.”The voice trembled with grief.“Even while he is in a coma, she hasn’t come to visit him once in the last three months. No matter the reason, he is still her husband. She should have come.”The crying continued, soft but painful.Lucien frowned slightly.Young Master? What kind of situation is this?For a moment, he thought he was dead and this was the afterlife, because he clearly remembered how he died.He was not any “young master.”No one had ever cried for him like this.He was Lucien Morningstar, the son of a military doctor, Morningstar Zeus. His entire family had given their lives to the country, yet in the end, all they received was humiliation, betrayal, and a painful death.He had inherited his father’s medical skills.But he had thrown everything away for love.Because of his father’s close f

Two

When Lucien opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar surroundings, he was baffled and confused.This should have been his afterlife.But instead, he found himself in a strange room, everything white and unfamiliar.He moved his head slightly and noticed a young boy sitting beside him, head lowered, asleep after crying.Lucien tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his hand. It was tied to a thin tube.“Ah…” he hissed when the needle shifted painfully as he moved.The boy stirred at the movement. His eyes snapped open, and when he saw Lucien awake, they filled with tears.“Young Master, you finally woke up,” he cried.He leaned closer, his voice trembling. “Master, I’m so glad you woke up. You scared all of us. How could you try to take your life? Why did you jump into the pool when you don’t even know how to swim?”His whole body shook as he spoke.Lucien stared at him, dazed.When did I try to take my life? And what is a pool? Is it some kind of well or pond?Before he could as

Three

After questioning him, the doctors concluded that he had amnesia due to being in a coma for three months.They left the room soon after, instructing the nurse to arrange a CT scan and MRI. They wanted to confirm their diagnosis through further tests.Lucien turned to David, wanting to ask more about his life, but before he could speak, the door was suddenly pushed open with a loud bang.He looked up.A woman walked in, dressed in a navy blue pantsuit.Her figure was flawless, her face sharp and refined, as if carefully carved. Her fair skin and delicate features made her look almost unreal.But her eyes were cold.Dark, distant, and completely unreadable.The moment their gazes met, a chill ran down his spine.Those eyes reminded him of Anna.Cold and unreachable.The woman walked toward him in long, steady strides.Lyra stepped into the room and saw him sitting on the hospital bed, pale and weak. Her eyes paused on him for a brief moment when she noticed the strange way he was lookin

Four

As the painful memories of his past resurfaced, Lucien’s brows slowly furrowed. His eyes darkened with mixed emotions, regret, love, and quiet pain.He still could not understand it.He had always been a strong swimmer.So why, at that moment, had he been unable to move?Back then, it had felt as if his entire body had been paralyzed. He could only watch himself sink, helpless, as the cold water dragged him deeper into darkness.That pond…It had not been natural.It was an artificial one, built on Syran’s request.Syran loved feeding fish and taking walks by the water, so he had ordered the servants to construct a large, deep pond within the palace grounds.And, as always, the Queen Mother had agreed without hesitation.Lucien’s thoughts grew heavier.Was his death connected to Syran?Or was there someone else behind it?Across the room, Lyra watched him carefully.His expression had changed. There was something bitter and troubled in his eyes.For a brief moment, her gaze flickered,

Five

After Lyra left the room, she met with the doctor to learn more about his condition. The doctors confirmed that he had amnesia due to being in a coma for the past three months.They told her that his memories might return with proper rest and that he should avoid stress.She fell silent for a moment.So he really lost his memories. But his behavior was very different from the Lucien I knew.She frowned slightly.He seemed… different. Calmer. Even…She paused, then quickly shook her head.No. That’s ridiculous. I must have lost my mind to even think he is charming.…A few days later, Lucien was discharged from the hospital.During his stay, he had asked David everything he needed to know about the real Lucien.From him, he learned about his marriage to Lyra.It had been arranged because of his grandfather’s last wish.There was no love between them.They lived like strangers in the same house and even slept in separate rooms.David also told him about Lucien’s relationship with his fa

Six

When Lucien arrived at the house with David, he paused and looked up at the large building in front of him.His eyes widened slightly.The structure was grand, though different from the palace he once knew. It had its own style, its own quiet charm.With David’s help, he stepped out of the car and steadied himself.He glanced back at the vehicle with interest. That strange metal box had brought them here quickly, and he had not even been touched by the rain.The rain had stopped, but the scent of wet earth lingered in the air. He took a slow breath, letting the fresh smell fill his lungs.Then he followed David inside.The moment he stepped into the house, his gaze moved everywhere at once.Everything was unfamiliar.Everything was new.Though it was smaller than a palace, the house was filled with things he had never seen before.In the living room, he stopped again, staring openly.David patiently began explaining everything to him.There was something called a television, where peo

Seven

Lyra sat at the dining table, a generous spread of food placed neatly in front of her. Her tablet was open, and she was quietly reading through documents.The house was calm.Then she heard footsteps from the stairs.She looked up.Lucien came down slowly.He wore a plain white shirt and black trousers. His hair was slightly messy, yet he still carried himself with surprising elegance.Each step was steady, controlled, almost disciplined. His hand rested lightly on the railing as he descended.He still looked unfamiliar in modern clothing. In his time, he would have worn long, modest robes with no exposure.He had chosen the simplest clothes available, yet even so, Lucien looked out of place in them in a strange way, as though he had stepped out of another world entirely.When he reached the bottom, he walked to the table and sat down.His eyes immediately fixed on the food.For a brief moment, his calm expression broke.He was hungry.The hospital food had been bland and tasteless. T

Eight

The next day, Lucien woke up early, as he was used to the strict routine of the palace.He shifted slightly and glanced at the clock beside his bed.It was only four in the morning.He turned over, trying to go back to sleep, but no matter how much he tried, sleep did not come.After an hour of restlessness, he gave up and got out of bed.He went to the bathroom, washed his face, and brushed his teeth. When he looked into the mirror, he paused.His hair was black, but not like before. It had soft curls.His skin was fair, but it lacked the clear, polished look he once had.He studied himself for a moment, then stepped out.As soon as he opened the door to leave his room, the door opposite his opened as well.He paused, slightly startled.Lyra stepped out.She was dressed in a black T-shirt and sports trousers. Her hair was messy, yet it somehow made her look more attractive.She looked at him in surprise.It was only five thirty in the morning.He used to sleep until the afternoon.He

nine

When Lyra was waiting in the living room, Lucien finally came downstairs.He was wearing a light blue shirt paired with black jeans and white boots.It had taken him a long time to find something like this in the wardrobe.The outfit was simple, but on him, it looked striking.His black hair framed his face, and his skin seemed to glow naturally. Without any effort, he looked like someone straight out of a fashion magazine.He was tall, well built, and perfectly proportioned. When he smiled, faint dimples appeared, softening his sharp features.For a moment, Lyra was caught off guard.She was not used to seeing him like this.Before, he always dressed in flashy, exaggerated styles, even at home. But now, dressed simply, he looked calmer, more refined.Her eyes stayed on him as he walked down.Meanwhile, Lucien was struggling.The boots felt stiff and uncomfortable.How did he even walk in these?He had wanted something simple, but this was the best he could find.He had practiced walk

Ten

Lyra picked out several sets of plain clothes for him, along with flat, comfortable shoes and sneakers after noticing how uncomfortable he had been in the boots.She did not like his previous style at all, so everything she chose reflected her own taste, simple, clean, and refined.Lucien nodded slightly as he looked at the clothes.He approved.At least these were wearable.There were a few men in the shop, regular customers from the same social circle.They were used to seeing all kinds of people here.Men who relied on their looks to spend wealthy women’s money.Men who got dragged out and beaten by angry husbands after using someone else’s card.It was all common.And it always turned into gossip.Now, their attention was on Lucien.He did not look like someone from a powerful background, and the way he observed the clothes with quiet curiosity only made it worse in their eyes.At the same time, they could not ignore the woman beside him.Beautiful, composed, clearly wealthy.Jeal

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