[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-114":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"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},1854952,2462,"Chapter 114: I didn’t mean to","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-114",114,"\u003Cp>Chapter 114 – Cedric POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fucking bitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lean against the tree, panting. Every breath burns. My ribs scream. My mouth tastes like blood and humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She really wanted me dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That insufferable brat with her high-and-mighty eyes and that damnable strength. What kind of woman kicks like that? What kind of woman wins?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I press my hand to my side. Something’s broken. Definitely fractured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I’m alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I drag my gaze to the carriage—and there she is. Evelyn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stands in front of the door like a guard dog, eyes blazing, her hair disheveled and her dress stained with dirt and sweat. She looks at me like I’m filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smirk, ignoring the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw you dragging her here,\" I say, voice rough but laced with venom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is she the one in that state when she’s the one who did this to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flinches—but not with concern. No, she looks disgusted. Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should be thanking me,\" I add mockingly. \"For not having her arrested. Or killed on the spot. A woman who raises a hand to her lord...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My lip curls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Evelyn doesn’t cower. She steps closer instead, slow and deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you come near her,\" she says, her voice low and trembling—not with fear, but fury—\"I will finish what she started.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I scoff, amused. She thinks she scares me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was thinking,\" I begin, straightening just enough to savor her glare, \"the whole cause of this mess... is her. I mean, I originally planned to get rid of the man—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reach into the torn inner seam of my coat and pull out a small dagger, thin and gleaming in the afternoon light. Evelyn’s eyes snap to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Turns out the bastard is a woman, not a man. That derailed my plans for a bit.\" I chuckle, the sound dry and cracked with pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But now—now it doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body protests, pain flaring in my chest as I push off the tree. I grunt but keep moving forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now we go back to the original plan. Get rid of her,\" I say, gesturing toward the carriage with the dagger, \"and you’ll have no choice but to come back to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evelyn’s eyes widen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s horror there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blocks the door like she’s some kind of knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Put it down,\" she says, trying to sound calm. Her voice shakes. \"You’re not thinking clearly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smile. \"On the contrary, I’ve never been clearer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She doesn’t move. Doesn’t flinch. I almost admire it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won’t touch her,\" she says. \"You won’t even look at her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nerve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lunge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air splits around us as the blade swings. She crashes into me before it lands. We hit the ground in a tangle of limbs and cloth, her knee driving into my side, my shoulder slamming into a root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grunt—pain shooting up my spine—but I don’t stop. She grabs my wrist. I twist, trying to throw her off. Her fingers are surprisingly strong, desperate. I claw at her shoulder and shove hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s small. Slippery. But she fights like a woman possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t get to make me the villain!\" I snarl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screams, \"Then stop acting like one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We roll. I get on top. The dagger shakes in my grip as I pin her with my knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes—those damn eyes—blaze with defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were mine,\" I growl. \"Mine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She brings her knee up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain explodes through my groin, white-hot and searing. I collapse sideways with a strangled sound, breath caught in my throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scrambles to her feet, staggering. Blood on her lip. Mud on her dress. Rage in every line of her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scrambles to her feet, staggering. Blood on her lip. Mud on her dress. Rage in every line of her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just leave us alone!\" she yells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My vision swims, but I rise again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She charges first this time—unexpected. Nails raking. Hands pushing. I catch her by the waist and slam her into the side of the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grunts. Her head hits the wood. She slumps for a moment—but it’s just a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she fights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she resists me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still so stubborn,\" I pant, blade rising again. \"But I’ll fix that. Once she’s gone, you’ll see sense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slaps the blade aside. It cuts her palm, a thin red line blooming across soft skin—but she doesn’t even blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shoves me. Hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stumble back, rage boiling over. That’s it. That’s it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lose my patience and shove her off me. She falls to the ground with a sharp cry, hitting the dirt hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn, breath ragged, and reach for the carriage door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just end it. Just one strike and that damn woman will be gone and Evelyn will have to come back. She’ll see reason. She’ll understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She jumps on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claws, teeth, sheer fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bites my shoulder—bites me—snarling like a madwoman. Her nails rake down my face. Her fists pound against my neck and chest and collarbone. She’s everywhere at once, sobbing, screaming, fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Agggghhh—dammit!\" I roar, stumbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade flashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And sinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight into her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything stops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out. Her eyes go wide. Her whole body stiffens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resistance of flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth of her blood spreading over my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence is unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—she collapses into me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her weight is sudden. Too heavy. Too real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My arms catch her instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dagger is still in my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And my mind blanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Evelyn...\" I whisper, shaking. \"No—no, I didn’t...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean to hurther.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gods—no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull back. She groans, barely conscious, eyes glassy with pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood soaks her dress, pours through my fingers. I see it—spreading like ink, like guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a panic, I shove her off me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hits the ground with a horrible, wet thud, and I stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For half a heartbeat, I can’t move. Can’t think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—I run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Into the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breath ragged. Branches whipping at my face. My heart pounding like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean—\u003C\u002Fp>",1040,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","8919d4580581c51c2462392db5bb9abfa18782dcd9c47072a12e208c72ee31bc","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-115","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-113",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]