7thHeavenTL

  Chapter 2   Simply put, the orphanage was located on the outskirts of the capital. There are a lot of children, but not many people. The building, which was renovated from an old school, was cold and drafty. Still, the day the patrons came, things looked quite decent. The children strung flowers made of scrap fabric on the building and wore hand-knitted ribbons on their hair. The nobility and nouveau riche would pat the heads of such children once, and after dropping some money, they left with the illusion that they had become outstanding people. And, like beans in a drought, someone would take away the children one by one. (t/n: like beans in a drought means, in some rare cases) Most of them were looking for a young maid or needed a playmate for their child, rather than adopting. It was kind of like taking in a pet. Nevertheless, the children in the orphanage desperately wanted to leave. No matter where they went, it would be better than the orphanage. Peop...

 Chapter 1 A gorgeous mansion and its five gardeners worked tirelessly for days to make the roses bloom. The flowers were in full bloom under the summer night's gas lamps. The word "Wealth" surely would look like this if it were a landscape. But Monica couldn't simply stare at the overwhelming sight. It was due to the man in front of her. "Aren't you.... Garcia." She couldn't help being flustered. One might wonder whether Monica was more fascinated by the man's face or the mansion's view. The man was so handsome. He was slender and tall, with stunning golden hair that would make anyone admire him; he also had deep-set eyes.  “How many times do I have to tell you? That’s not my name.” The man answered with cold expression. Monica paid close attention to the man again. Now that she thinks about it, he was dressed in an elegant manner, which was the exact opposite of the person she knew.  ‘Is he really a different person?’ Of course, it's no...

  The beautiful port city of La Spezia.  After leaving the orphanage, Monica worked as a battlefield nurse for three years before the wealthy Mollet family hired her as a tutor. On her first day in the unfamiliar city, Monica encounters a familiar face.  "... Sol?"  "I'm sorry, but that's not my name."  She believes he's Sol, the soldier she nursed on the battlefield.  But the man says he doesn't know her. However, he's a strange man whose name and personality change every time they meet.  "Even though I wasn't the man you knew, I suppose I will be when we meet again. That is a delight." Luis, a southern playboy with a sweet face like honey poured on his head.  "Hey ponytail, Why are you looking at my face?"  Garcia, a violent thug who seems to have been born crooked.  "I should've treated you like a precious princess." Enrique, who is arrogant to the bone, comes from a noble family.  The only similarities ar...