If I Don't Die, I'll Truly Be Invincible - Chapter 53

Yoon Eunah was engaged with Lee Young-soo by their parents. But the marriage didn’t go as it was planned.Faced with Eunah’s absence. Eunbi, her younger sister ended up marrying Young-soo against her will to save her parents pride and self-esteem.Neither her’s nor his parents came up with a plan of involving Eunbi and Young-soo into the marriage. It was full and fully planned by Young-soo, he emotionally advice Eunbi by using her family weakness as his strength to get her acceptance to marry him.Eunbi was suspicious of Young-soo’s plans for marrying her whether, did he married her for revenge? (or) did he married her for her wealth? What will happen when Eunbi finds out the real reasons why Young-soo has married her, will she forgive and accept him as her husband and lead a happy life?

Orson transmigrated into the body of a villainous young master in an overpowered protagonist novel, and the first thing he had to do after waking up was to welcome the protagonist, the real young master, back to the family?Is it too late for me to start sucking up to the protagonist now?I took the initiative to find my fiancée to break off the engagement, but her older sister wanted to take her place and marry me instead?To protect the real young master, I berated the imperial princess, but she secretly fell in love with me?I actively pushed the heroines toward the real young master, but the heroines forced me to become the yellow-haired villain!It’s over, truly…

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.