Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine - Chapter 1024: Jealousy

[Mature Content | R-18+]“You deserve to die.”“How lowly of you to think you could ever belong with us.”“A slut like you could never be my Luna.”Amelia Everleigh was mocked for existing, condemned for loving, and betrayed for her loyalty.Born a prodigy in the prestigious Healers’ family of the West, she gave up diamonds for stones, power for love—and it destroyed her. Her healing formations could mend any wound but the one carved deep in her heart.She died unloved, discarded, broken.But the heavens heard her final vow: revenge.Now reborn just days before her marriage, Amelia refuses to be a pawn again. She’ll rewrite fate—even if it means stepping into the darkness.But fate isn’t so easy to tame.This time, two powerful men stand in her way—and in her heart. The Alpha King who once died for her... and the mysterious stranger who claims her soul. On her eighteenth birthday, both stake their claim—and neither is willing to let go.---“You swore loyalty. Prove it—with your love, and your body.”—The Alpha King, before crashing his lips against her throat and pushing her onto the bed.“You saved my life. Now this body is yours. And I take care of what’s mine.”—The mysterious man, as he seals his promise with a possessive kiss.---Torn between loyalty and desire, past and present, Amelia must decide:Will she choose one of them, or will the truth lurking beneath their devotion shatter her all over again?

Transmigrated into the body of a homely peasant girl, Juhua, she ignores people's looks of disdain or pity, like a wild chrysanthemum blooming wantonly, quietly opening in the fields and Zhang Yang-ing her vigorous vitality amidst the bleak autumn wind!When youth is as indifferent as a chrysanthemum, love is also quietly watching…

By the time I realized it, I had reincarnated into another world.

I kept sleeping, and at some point I became a Demon Lord.

Even though I never wished for it.

But for me to not have to work, this world is the best. It must be true that good things happen to good people.

The flavor of Sloth is as sweet as honey. Glory, diligence, virtue, or honor. I have no interest in anything like that.

What’s there to hide? The Lazy king is… none other than me.