[{"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-914":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},1832213,2438,"Chapter 914 Philosophy","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-914",914,"\u003Cp>Carrie’s mom’s words struck deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to argue, to insist she was being careful, but guilt crept in instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because her mom wasn’t wrong—Carrie was sneaking around, and she hadn’t been completely honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, all she could do was nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as she retreated to her room later that night, her thoughts swirled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she tell her mother that the boy she was seeing wasn’t just some ordinary guy, but Ross—the Ross—whose name alone could send a crowd screaming?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If her mother knew, she wouldn’t just be cautious; she’d lock Carrie inside the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, Carrie also knew she couldn’t keep lying forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Carrie texted Ross about what had happened with her mother and how she was being pushed to reveal who he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She typed everything honestly, her thumbs moving quickly across the screen, then stared at her phone as if his reply would pop up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she was already twenty years old, she still lived under her parents’ roof, still followed their rules, still asked for permission far too often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A part of her hated how reliant she remained, how little freedom she had compared to some of her classmates who were already working part-time jobs and living in shared apartments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe it’s time I found a place of my own,\" she muttered under her breath, staring at the dim glow of her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought startled her. It wasn’t something she would normally even consider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had always been the type to stay close to home, close to her family, and especially close to her best friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That best friend had been her secret reason all these years—the girl she quietly loved but could never confess to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staying nearby had always meant keeping that thread of hope alive, no matter how faint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But things were different now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross had entered her life, and his presence had shifted everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled up her banking app and scrolled through the numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand dollars—give or take. It wasn’t much, but it was something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough to get started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she could rent a small studio or share a place, then pick up part-time work to keep herself afloat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her classmates did it, so why couldn’t she?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she thought about it, the more the idea made sense. Moving out meant freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more lying about \"group projects,\" no more sneaking home just before midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could come and go as she pleased, see Ross whenever she wanted, and start building a life that was truly her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the thought scared her. Independence was alluring, but it also meant responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bills. Rent. Balancing work with studies. And what would her parents think?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would they be angry, disappointed? Would they see it as a betrayal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrie hugged her knees to her chest, sitting in the quiet of her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, she realized how much Ross was changing her—not just her emotions, but the very way she thought about her future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, she was a girl holding on to a hopeless love, content to stay in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, she was imagining steps forward, choices for herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her phone buzzed in her hand, startling her. Ross had finally replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His reply was simple, but it struck Carrie like a bolt of lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll be there. But how are you going to introduce me to your parents? Tell me, Carrie—am I your boyfriend now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips parted as she stared at the message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were straightforward, yet the meaning behind them made her chest tighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word sounded heavier than she expected, like a label she had been waiting for but never dared to claim out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrie held her phone for almost ten minutes, her fingers hovering above the keyboard, deleting and retyping over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought about her mother’s sharp eyes, her father’s quiet authority, the questions they would ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought about Ross—the celebrity, the man who had captured her heart, the man with more wives than she could count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she have the right to call him hers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, her heart won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She whispered it as she pressed send, her voice trembling but her smile radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like stepping off a cliff and discovering she could fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her phone rang almost immediately, Ross’s name flashing on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She answered without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Carrie,\" his voice came through, low and full of warmth. She could almost see his smile. \"You don’t know how happy I am to hear that. You made my night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrie giggled, her cheeks flushing. \"You sound like you’re the one blushing, not me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross chuckled, and the sound filled her with a giddy warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fell into conversation easily, their words flowing late into the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes it was teasing, sometimes it was serious, but the undercurrent of happiness never left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross was genuinely excited, and that excitement was contagious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrie found herself smiling so much her cheeks began to hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew, of course, about his other wives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knowledge lingered in the back of her mind, but tonight it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross was the first man who had made her feel wanted, the first to make her believe she could be someone’s first choice, even if only in his heart for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first love was always the strongest, and Carrie clung to that feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though her first love didn’t work out, her first boyfriend, Ross, she hoped would turn out to be everything she had ever wished for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the clock struck midnight, they had already made plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross would come to her city that weekend—not in disguise, not as a hidden lover, but openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would meet her parents face-to-face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the call finally ended, Carrie lay in bed with her phone pressed against her chest, her mind racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could hardly sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thoughts of Ross’s smile, the sound of his laughter, the way he called her name—all of it played in her head like a song she never wanted to end.\u003C\u002Fp>",1016,"2026-06-09T06:19:02.326Z",1,"novelbin.me","a1d5e0e541fa539a8c903c62f8cdb8c017895e84de4b6a57972272e6d2f4c155","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-915","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-913",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]