My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection - Chapter 83 - 0: Ten mouths can’t explain it clearly.

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes.“The contract is effective as of now” He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine.She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision.Let the games begin..!

In her previous life, she had misjudged people, mistaking enemies for kin. It wasn't until her body sank to the ocean floor that she had a sudden realization.Reborn seven years earlier, she grasped the Water-Repelling Pearl in hand, navigating unimpeded through lakes and oceans, ready to gather endless treasures. She vowed to carve out her own realm in the marine and collectibles industries.Before the conspiracies could even begin, she strategized every move. She would settle all past grievances—what was being a wealthy heiress? She would be the wealthiest of them all!

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!!The title of the book…Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master.The classic case of swapped at birth…Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune.From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company.“What the actual f..?”Micah stared at the book, seething with anger.He was practically a villain out of a melodrama.He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?!“Where is my knife?!”He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance!Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him?Those madmen!Those Degenerated Gongs!How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?!“I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!”Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

Disclaimer:The characters, settings, locations, and images used in this fanfic are the property of their respective creators and/or copyright holders.This fanfic is a non-profit work, created solely for entertainment purposes, with no intention of infringing any copyright.—Synopsis:Aiden was killed by a woman who stabbed him for unknown reasons.Upon losing his life, he encountered a mysterious cosmic entity that offered him a deal:Protect a world from invaders for 100 years, and in return, receive a second chance at life.Without hesitation, Aiden accepted the agreement.For a century, he fought bravely to defend that world.Finally, after fulfilling his part of the deal, he left that place behind and moved on to a new destiny, now with the incredible gifts he had acquired over all that time.—Main World:High School DxD and some slice-of-life anime.Other Worlds:- Isekai wa Smartphone to Tomo ni—Tags:#Date A Live#High School DxD#Isekai wa Smartphone to Tomo ni#Neutral-Good Protagonist#Faction Creation#Sacred Gear Creation#Harem#No Yuri#No Netorare / NTR#Parallel World