CHAPTER 405: SUBSTITUTE BRIDE OF THE DEMON KING (9)

"Husband," Yue Ran called out sweetly.

Oh, what a good (scum) husband.

"They call me Your Majesty, the Queen, so you are my husband, the king, right?" Yue Ran looked up at Silas, her eyes were clear and bright without a hint of fear in them.

Silas narrowed his eyes with a gloomy expression on his face.

The young woman is a fearless person. He just does not know if she can still call him "husband" with such a bright smile when he is about to kill her.

Yue Ran did not know what the male protagonist was thinking, but she could make some guesses about it. She suddenly reached up to cover her chest. Her eyebrows stretched out, and a radiant smile blossomed on her lips, illuminating her face with a warmth that seemed to challenge the grim shadows of death encroaching upon her. She seemed unaware of the danger that loomed so dangerously close.

"If you do not say anything, it means you have tacitly agreed to my words, right?"

"I was wondering whose wife I would be, but after seeing you, I know that I must be your wife."

"Otherwise, why does my heart beat so fast when I see you?"

Yue Ran gently covered her chest with her dainty fingers over where her beating heart was. The quick and irregular rhythm of her heart thudded beneath her palm.

Her heart raced, fueled not by any sweet sentiment of love but by worry about her life, and did not want to be tortured or killed so early. It was impossible for her heart to race because of the so-called love or make her fall in love with someone who harmed her.

After all, she had no heart.

As time passed, the smile that graced Yue Ran’s lips began to bear an uncanny resemblance to that of Ellie, the female protagonist in this twisted narrative. A sense of warmth flickered in her eyes, a faint echo of the emotions that Ellie had shown.

Yue Ran deliberately imitated the expressions and mannerisms of the female protagonist when she spoke because a substitute has to act as a substitute to the end, right? More importantly, the male protagonist only likes the female protagonist, so Yue Ran can only find a breakthrough point from the female protagonist. It was fortunate that she had a striking resemblance to the female protagonist, so even if Yue Ran pretended a little bit, she could easily make out a similar expression to the female protagonist.

Silas, who was stared at by such eyes, turned a little dazed for a while, seemingly captivated. He could hardly tell the truth from the false. He now did not know whether the young woman in front of him had truly really lost her memories or she was merely playing a clever game of pretense.

The Demon King stared at Yue Ran sharply for a while, boring into her. The young woman in front of him did not appear to be lying. The joy between her brows could not be concealed. Silas could not help but let go of his hand impatiently.

Did she really forget the past? And—

What is wrong with the loving affection in her eyes?

He did not remember him ever meeting her before. The first time they met was clearly on the day of the wedding, a day etched painfully in his memory-- because his bride was not Ellie. So how could she like him in just one day? Does she like being abused by him so much? What tricks is this young woman trying to play?

Silas was in a bad mood. He did not like it when things got out of his control, and this was no exception.

In addition, he did not need love from a fake. The person he likes is Ellie. His heart belonged solely to Ellie; no one else, no impostor, could ever claim a fraction of his mercy or devotion.

Silas’s eyes darkened with his thoughts, a storm of emotions brewing in his chest, intensifying the shadows that crossed his expression.

However, Yue Ran seemed to be unable to see the murderous intent in the man’s eyes. She raised her eyes slightly and very naturally leaned close to him, "I... I do not remember your name; can you tell me?"

Silas ignored her.

Yue Ran tilted her head and continued to say persistently, "Then... they all call you Your Majesty, the Demon King. Do I have to call you, Your Majesty, the Demon King, too?"

"But would this not be strange? I should be your wife, so I should... call you husband, right? Husband?"

"Think about it; those words do not make much of a difference. Both the words ’Your Majesty’ and ’husband’ are two syllables apart. The word ’husband’ is shorter and easier to say."

Yue Ran: Talking nonsense with my eyes open is one of my specialties.

The chatter was so loud that Silas’s eyes suddenly became cold and impatient.

Suddenly, a vivid memory washed over him, transporting him back to that fateful day when he first met Ellie. She had approached him and chatted with him this way like a piece of sticky candy that he found impossible to shake off, no matter how hard he tried to do so. She had pursued him relentlessly at that time.

Silas still remembered his conversation with Ellie when they first met. Even now, the details of that encounter remained fresh in his mind, etched into his memory as if it had happened just yesterday.

"You are such a strange person. It is really hard to talk to you. But never mind."

"Anyway, they all call you Silas, so your name must be Silas, right? Can I call you Sil instead?"

"Hmm, but would this nickname be too intimate? It does not matter after thinking about it. Anyway, a name is just a name. Whatever is convenient is better."

Since when did the fake and Ellie become so similar to one another?