[{"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-1060":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},1832471,2438,"Chapter 1060 Laptop","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1060",1060,"\u003Cp>Miku’s trembling hands reached out, hesitating for a moment before gently brushing against his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth of his skin was enough to make her cry harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ace...\" she whispered, voice breaking as tears began to fall freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to call his name again, to wake him, to tell him how much she missed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the words wouldn’t come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were trapped in her throat, tangled with everything she had done to make this moment possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory struck her like lightning—the heat of his body, the sound of his voice, the way he had taken her until she couldn’t even remember her own name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had screamed for him, begged for him, cried from both pain and pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, here she was, kneeling beside her husband, the echo of another man still lingering in her mind and body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilt surged through her chest, sharp and cold. Her tears turned bitter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she face Ace after what she had done? After what she had allowed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand clenched over her heart, but she forced herself to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t afford to fall apart now—not when Ace needed her, not when she had finally gotten him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry...\" she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling. \"I’m so sorry, Ace...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apology felt empty, swallowed by the quiet room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she wasn’t sure who it was truly for—her husband, or herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to hate Ross. She wanted to curse him, to scream at him for forcing her into that corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep down, beneath the anger and the guilt, was something she didn’t want to admit—relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if she hadn’t done what he wanted... Ace wouldn’t be here now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that truth terrified her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku wiped her tears roughly, her expression hardening. She had made her choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t matter how it happened or what it cost her. Ross had kept his word, and Ace was alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For that, she would bear the guilt in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down at Ace’s sleeping face once more, her hand brushing the hair from his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I had to do it again,\" she murmured, her voice trembling but firm, \"I wouldn’t hesitate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world outside groaned and burned, but inside that small room, Miku clung to her fragile miracle—her heart torn between love, shame, and a gratitude she could never voice aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmmm...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace groaned softly as consciousness returned to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred for a moment, then slowly cleared, revealing the faint golden glow of morning light seeping through the curtains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he saw was his wife sitting at his bedside, her shoulders shaking, her face buried in her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miku...\" his voice came out weak, barely more than a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head shot up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, disbelief froze her features, and then tears flooded her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ace!\" she cried out, her voice cracking as she lunged forward to wrap her arms around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He winced slightly at the sudden embrace, but his heart ached more than his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the tremor in her hands, the desperation in her grip, and he realized just how broken she must’ve been while he was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m here,\" he murmured, his voice rough. \"I don’t know how... but I’m here now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku sobbed against his chest, her tears soaking through his shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought I lost you. I thought you were gone forever...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace’s hands gently brushed her hair, still soft and fragrant, though she looked thinner, more tired than he remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last thing he recalled was staring weakly out the window of their home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His foot had throbbed unbearably, his vision darkened—and then, nothing. Silence. Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, to open his eyes again and see her there—it felt like waking from a nightmare he couldn’t quite escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stayed like that for a long while, clinging to each other as if the world around them might vanish if they let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Words were few, tears plenty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes Miku spoke between sobs, sometimes Ace simply nodded, unable to process how he had come back, or what it cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly an hour, Ace was finally strong enough to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat in a wheelchair that had been provided for him—by Ross, as Miku quietly mentioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name stirred something unfamiliar in him. Gratitude, perhaps. Or unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ross finally stepped into view, Ace’s breath caught in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was striking—tall, broad-shouldered, and radiating an effortless confidence that filled the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face, handsome to the point of intimidation, looked as though it had been carved to perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Ace could only stare, frozen in quiet astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always thought himself good-looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d taken pride in that—his appearance, his charm, the way Miku used to gaze at him with admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beside Ross, he suddenly felt small, dull, like a shadow standing next to the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ross,\" Miku said softly, stepping to the side. \"This is my husband.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross nodded politely, his expression calm but unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good to finally meet you, Ace. Awake. You’ve been through a lot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace swallowed hard, his fingers tightening on the armrest of the wheelchair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s voice was deep, confident, commanding. Even his presence seemed to carry weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miku told me everything,\" Ace said, forcing a smile, though his throat felt tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was you who saved me. Thank you, Ross. We owe you more than we can ever repay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross gave a faint smile—gentle, but distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No debt,\" he said simply. \"I only did what anyone should have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ace could feel it—the unspoken tension, the invisible imbalance between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why, but something about Ross made his heart tighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gratitude mixed with discomfort, admiration tainted with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku stood between them, her hands clasped tightly together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart pounded as she looked from one man to the other, her expression calm but her eyes betraying guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace didn’t notice it, not yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only knew that his wife had cried for him, that she was safe, and that he was alive because of Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Ross’s gaze lingered for a moment too long on Miku, something deep inside Ace stirred—a quiet unease, a whisper of insecurity that he couldn’t name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he smiled, his voice steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you again, Ross. Truly. I won’t forget this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross nodded once more, his faint smirk never fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re welcome, Ace. I’m just glad she didn’t have to face it all alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku froze for half a heartbeat, her breath catching. Ace didn’t notice—but Ross did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them gathered around the table for a hearty meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plates were filled with grilled meat, fresh fruits, and warm bread — a feast so rich that Ace couldn’t help but stare in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t seen this much food in months. Not since the world had turned upside down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is incredible,\" Ace said, his eyes darting between the roasted chicken and the vibrant salad bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did you even get all this? It’s like you’ve got your own Walmart hidden somewhere.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross chuckled, leaning back casually in his chair. \"Something like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace looked at him curiously, waiting for an answer, and Ross finally smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve always been a paranoid man,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Figured there was at least a one percent chance the world would end in my lifetime. So I stocked up—food, fuel, water, the works. You could say I prepared for the apocalypse before it ever started. I’m what people used to call a ’prepper.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace blinked, impressed. \"That’s... smart. Really smart. Guess it paid off, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross gave a humble shrug, though there was quiet pride in his eyes. \"I like to think so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation carried on pleasantly after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They talked, laughed, and shared stories as if the weight of the world had momentarily lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Ace, it felt like breathing fresh air for the first time in years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Miku, it was harder — she smiled, but every time her eyes met Ross’s, her heart gave a guilty tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the meal was done, Ross opened a bottle of wine to celebrate Ace’s recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three raised their glasses in a quiet toast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To survival,\" Ross said, his deep voice carrying a certain finality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To survival,\" Ace echoed, grinning widely before downing his drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wine flowed freely after that. Ace, unaccustomed to drinking so much anymore, was soon laughing too loudly, slurring his words as the alcohol took hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, he staggered to the bed, collapsed face-first onto the mattress, and began to snore almost immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross watched him for a moment, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his eyes drifted toward Miku, who stood uncertainly near the table, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come to my room later,\" Ross murmured, his voice low enough that only she could hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku froze. Her breath caught in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn’t repeat himself — he didn’t need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply turned away, leaving her standing there in silence as Ace snored peacefully behind her, unaware of everything that was about to unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>",1530,"2026-06-09T06:19:11.433Z",1,"novelbin.me","edef5196d81e9ec4272d829546707198726411da4f0508eb6dcfa4f52cdcb200","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1061","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1059",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]