[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1035":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1832184,2438,"Chapter 1035 Guide","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1035",1035,"\u003Cp>Ashley gasped as she read the message, her heart pounding so hard she feared it might burst from her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a second thought, she grabbed a jacket to throw over her long robe, though it barely did enough to cover her trembling body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rushed out of her room, her bare feet barely making a sound on the floor as adrenaline propelled her forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man was waiting for her in the corridor, standing silently as if he had known she would come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he led her through the winding hallways, guiding her with quiet precision toward Ross’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley’s breath came in ragged gasps, half-run, half-walk, each step making her robe shift and cling in ways that left little to the imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest heaved noticeably, her heart racing as much from urgency as from desire, and she couldn’t help the way her body betrayed her anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, they arrived. The door opened, and Ashley stepped inside, eyes wide, trying to steady herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross was there, waiting, calm, and impossibly composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of him made her heart skip again—partly from longing, partly from fear of what was to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt tears prick her eyes, hope and fear warring within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ross... is it true? Did you... really have news about my husband, Lyric?\" Her voice wavered, heavy with the weight of disbelief and desperate hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross let out a slow, dramatic breath, as though savoring the moment before speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze softened, yet carried a weight that made Ashley’s pulse hammer in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could have acted on the undeniable opportunity in the room, could have taken her right there, letting desire rule over reason. But he didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He loved her too much as Lyric to hurt her like that. Definitely not in any way that would shatter her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he chose patience, a deliberate approach that would leave its mark more subtly, equally painful, yet ultimately more gentle compared to its alternative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit,\" he finally said, his voice gentle but commanding, pulling her gaze from his eyes to the firmness of his posture, the quiet strength in his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to talk... but you need to be ready for what I’m about to tell you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me, Ross... where is my husband?\" Ashley asked, her voice trembling yet laced with determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each word came out sharp, defiant, as if forcing herself to face the impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please... sit down first, Ashley,\" Ross said gently, his tone carrying a calm authority that made her hesitate only for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She complied and sank into the nearest chair, her fingers clutching the armrest like a lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart was racing, pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt thick, heavy with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross picked up a remote control and pressed a button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive flat-screen on the wall flickered to life. At first, the image was blurred, grainy, but then it slowly sharpened, focusing on a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust and grime coated his face, and a streak of dried blood marred the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through the filth, even through the obvious suffering, Ashley’s breath caught—Lyric was still undeniably handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a quiet strength in his gaze, a stubborn resilience that shone through his pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ashley... I’m sorry,\" Lyric’s voice was hoarse, raw, yet full of emotion. \"I... I can’t come home. I tried... but I was a fool. Trying to be a hero, trying to save everyone... I was unlucky.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his arm into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep bite marks raked across it, flesh torn and missing, blackened at the edges as it began to rot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wounds had stopped bleeding, but the damage was horrifying, a grotesque reminder of his ordeal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley’s stomach churned at the sight, a mixture of fear, revulsion, and heartbreak knotting inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I know my boss will send you this message. I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye...\" His voice faltered, breaking into a whisper that made Ashley lean forward instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I led a good and meaningful life. The happiest moments... were the ones I spent with you. I have no regrets... only that I couldn’t spend more time with you and Daniel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyric’s eyes, though weary, shone with memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember when... the first time I held you in my arms. The first time we laughed together without a care in the world. Every small moment we shared—it gave my life meaning. I love you, Ashley... always have, always will. I wish... I could have stayed with you, seen Daniel get married someday, walked by your side...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice wavered, cracking as he recounted memories, laughter and tears mixing in the cadence of his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke of quiet evenings, of fleeting touches, of unspoken promises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time and again, he professed his love, each repetition heavier than the last, until his throat tightened, his voice failing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a sound that made Ashley shiver uncontrollably—a low, deep growl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was primal, inhuman, like a beast that had gone a million years without sustenance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone couldn’t capture the full depth of it, but the vibrations reached her chest, rattling her very soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The growl didn’t just speak of hunger—it spoke of something ancient, relentless, and terrifying that was hunting him... or something he was now part of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley felt tears slide down her cheeks, burning her skin, as her mind reeled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man she loved, the father of her child, had endured horrors she could barely imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had fought, suffered, and survived—just barely—but now he was out of reach, trapped in a nightmare she couldn’t even begin to penetrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross watched silently from the side, his face unreadable, but there was a tension in his posture, a controlled patience that spoke of plans Ashley could not yet understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t interrupt, didn’t try to console her. He knew she needed to feel the weight of the truth, to confront it fully, before anything could be done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Ashley, it felt like her heart got broken into pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>",1012,"2026-06-09T06:19:05.005Z",1,"novelbin.me","1dbeb0710f6ec8c42ff89ba14cee722732a18dc8884cc725fe9c319262c831c5","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1036","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1034",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]