Ch 3
1038 Words
Rock Johnson pushed open the carriage door and got out. He saw the girl lying in front of the carriage trying to stand up, but because of her knee injury, she fell back down in pain after only half-standing up.
Some curious onlookers had already stopped and were whispering among themselves.
The acting was quite convincing.
With these malicious thoughts in mind, Rock Johnson walked up to the girl who was unable to get up after falling, and, to her astonishment, bent down and picked her up.
His actions drew gasps of surprise from the onlookers.
Most of them recognized their lord's son, and the sight of a nobleman carrying a commoner astonished them.
In Rock Johnson's eyes, humans are not even as good as the lowest-ranking slimes in the demon realm. If he were in his true form, he would not allow this human woman to touch even a hem of his clothes.
But for the sake of the Abyss Tree, he didn't mind enduring it.
Rock Johnson, drawing upon Parish Wilson's memories, smiled and looked tenderly at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, saying, "Beautiful lady, I fell in love with you at first sight because of your beauty. Your injuries break my heart. How can I bear to see you like this? Please come home with me, and I will take good care of your wounds."
Parish, with his privileged family background and personal qualities, became a playboy who was very popular with women. His mind was full of sweet talk, and Rock Johnson had plenty of material to choose from from the memories he randomly saw.
The girl had long, curly, reddish-brown hair. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair and delicate skin. Her sky-blue eyes were filled with a thin layer of physiological tears due to pain, and her lips were full and healthy red. However, her slightly worn, smoky gray dress made her look like a pearl covered in dust.
Before the girl could react, Rock Johnson carried her into the carriage, drawing whispers from the onlookers.
"Wow, young master Parish is so gentle! I wish I were the one who crashed in front of his car!"
"That girl is so lucky, kind goddess! Why isn't my daughter the one who gets such good fortune?"
"..."
Rock Johnson heard those envious remarks and felt a knowing yet disgusted sneer in his heart.
These inferior humans have never disappointed him.
Contrary to his expectations, he gently placed the girl on the chair, sat opposite her, and looked at her tenderly as she wiped away her tears. In a magnetic voice, he said, "Beautiful lady, you are like the rising sun to me, illuminating my path. Without you by my side, I don't know where I would go. Please marry me!"
Rock Johnson took a swift approach. Since this human woman had stumbled upon Parrish's carriage with the intention of achieving instant success, she would only be overjoyed to accept his proposal.
He saw the girl opposite him freeze as she wiped away her tears. She looked up at him, her eyes widening slightly and her lips trembling slightly, as if she was overjoyed.
Rock Johnson 's disgust grew even more; this disgraceful behavior disgusted him.
He would kill her once she agreed.
However, when Rock Johnson lowered his eyes slightly, his hand casually resting on the short sword at his waist, waiting only to hear an overjoyed agreement before making his move, he heard the girl's soft yet resolute voice: "I refuse."
Rock Johnson suddenly looked up, his reaction unusually slow.
...She actually rejected him?
That's impossible!
Lilian's wide eyes and trembling lips were not from surprise, but from terror.
The physiological tears that had flowed due to the pain had blurred her vision, so she couldn't see the man's face clearly. She only knew that he was a young man with a pleasant voice.
She was startled when the other party carried her onto the carriage in a princess carry, but because of her injured knee and the shock, she didn't have time to react.
As she wiped away her tears, she heard the man propose.
But she didn't have time to be surprised, because when her vision returned, she saw a scene that almost made her scream.
—A devil with goat horns is hiding inside this handsome man's body!
Lilian has been in this other world for several days now, and knows that this world has magic spells and that demons no longer exist only in fables.
But these supernatural elements have been too far away from her these past few days, and she hasn't felt anything real until today, when she saw a living demon possess a handsome man and even propose to her!
Although the body Lilian possessed after transmigrating was that of a pretty girl, there was no reason for her to make a demon fall in love at first sight. Therefore, there was only one reason the demon would propose to her—he coveted her soul and wanted to trick her into agreeing to the proposal and forming a contract!
Lilian grew up reading stories like "One Thousand and One Nights" and "Aesop's Fables," and knew that most people who made pacts with demons did not have a good ending.
"I refuse."
Lilian gave her answer with a mixture of fear and a faint hope.
When she saw the other person's face darken because of her rejection, the fear in her heart almost rose from her throat.
Will the demon kill her out of rage?
She wondered almost desperately if she would travel back in time after she died.
After a brief moment of surprise, Rock Johnson concluded that the other person hadn't understood him.
“Beautiful lady, perhaps I haven’t made myself clear enough. I don’t want you to be my lover, but rather I want you to marry me in the presence of a pastor, take my surname, and become Mrs. Wilson.” Rock Johnson suppressed his impatience and still invoked Parish’s memories.
Even though he thought he was restrained enough, his tone inevitably carried a hint of murderous intent because his goal had not been achieved immediately.
...This is terrifying!
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