All Chapters of Tales of the Moonlit Grimoire: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

I stood by the river, with the morning light covering the sky.Suddenly, Faghri came from behind, walking quickly towards me.Before I could speak, he hugged me and kissed me softly. I was surprised, feeling happy but also a bit guilty."Faghri, what are you doing?" I asked, half shocked that he would kiss me like this.After the kiss, Faghri looked at me warmly."It's a thank-you," he said, smiling slightly. "Remember, you kissed me first?""I had a reason," I replied, puffing my cheeks.I had kissed Faghri, but it was because the black wolf told me to. It was to break a magic spell that made Faghri freeze like a statue."Isn't it the same?" Faghri asked with a playful smile.I knew I couldn't win a debate with Faghri, so I just made a grumpy face. I wasn't really upset, just not expecting this."Okay, let's go home," Faghri said, leading me along the river.It was a short but meaningful trip. I got information on how to help Rafe and also gained valuable experience in the forest.Th

Morning came, and someone banged on my bedroom door. I looked out, opened the door, and saw Aline standing there. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She just gave me a sarcastic smile. Aline was not a pleasant woman. Some would say she was like a demon in human form."Luna, did you know Rafe wants you to be punished?" she asked. I knew it wasn't really Rafe's idea, but Aline who suggested it. She always looked for ways to treat me unfairly."What's this?" I asked as Aline gave me a basket that smelled terrible."These are my and Rafe's dirty clothes," she said. "You need to wash them."I took the basket and headed to the washing machine. But Aline grabbed my arm in anger, and I almost dropped the basket. Fortunately, I managed to hold onto it."What's the problem now?" Aline asked, sounding annoyed.If Aline didn't have so much influence over Rafe, I might have already confronted her. She was beyond unreasonable."I don't want them washed in the machine. They are expensive panties," she dec

Without hesitation, I confessed that I had been secretly reading his private writings. I looked at Rafe, searching for a reaction. Remarkably, his expression remained unchanged, betraying no emotion."I stumbled upon the part about your initial fondness for Aline," I revealed.This revelation brought back a childhood memory of Aline begging Rafe to be her romantic partner. Little did anyone know that this innocent request would unleash a mysterious force that would irrevocably intertwine their fates."I wrote these words to preserve the past," Rafe began, his eyes filled with the weight of distant memories."Did I ever tell you of my extraordinary experience at the age of five? The sudden appearance of past life memories?" he asked, and I nodded in agreement."It was an unusual event, but I felt its significance. So I documented every detail," Rafe continued.Recently, Rafe had become more forthcoming with me, but now it seemed he was ready to reveal his entire story."But to this day

"If so, how can we demonstrate this genuine love? Rafe asked me, and this has been the question that has been in my head for the last hour or so."The concept of pure love is quite unique, and I don't have a clue how to do it myself.I mean, how do you show that you have pure love in your heart? And most of all, what does pure love look like?"Maybe we should start with the definition", I joked a little to break the ice. Rafe just smiled a little.Not knowing what else to say, Rafe and I fell into silence again. It was a long time before Rafe finally opened his mouth to say something."What about the hand holding?" Rafe questioned.It was a question similar to those asked by elementary school kids who didn't yet understand what loving was and so on."Is this your idea of being a child again?" I asked Rafe and he just gave me a little nod of his head."Yes."Rafe pulled my hand and held it softly. This was unique, even just holding hands now I had a fluttery feeling."How does it feel?

In the tension-filled atmosphere of our heated conversation, Rafe's declaration that he was seeking a divorce from Aline struck a chord that struck a chord of silence in me. It was a major move, especially considering Aline's father's high-profile role as president. My concern bubbled to the surface. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. The idea seemed rash, almost reckless.Rafe's answer was filled with a sense of newfound clarity: "I'm tired of being a pawn in someone else's game. " It was obvious that the undoing of whatever spell had clouded his judgment had revealed a man of judgment and resolve.Before I could digest this revelation, the sound of approaching footsteps from the front yard interrupted us. Aline's arrival was unmistakable.The door burst open and Aline's frustrated voice echoed through the room. "Rafe! Where are you?" I remembered how Rafe had deliberately brought Aline to the hotel to create a private space for our conversation.When Aline burst in, her disbelief w