"B*tch, how dare you drug me, the Lord Peacekeeping, with Viagra?" Williams Sung uttered in a low voice as he gazed at this woman. His handsome face twisted due to fury. With a flush on his cheek, he looked pretty fidgety.

However, Calamity, lying on the bed feebly, looked as flush as Williams, with strangeness, lust as well as a sort of confusion in her eyes.

Calamity heaved a sign as she thought it finally came to an end. However, Williams slapped her forcefully, causing her to lose her consciousness for a couple of seconds. After then, she felt pretty painful and numb on her face and head.

"You're a crown princess and my principal wife, how dare you should use such a vile trick on me?" Williams roared coldly and mercilessly. Calamity widened her eyes with surprise and found the man had put on his clothes and glared at her gloomily.

"The Lord? What?" Calamity felt confused.

She clearly remembered her name, Calamity. She lived in the 21st century and worked as a brain surgeon. Once, she failed to save a patient in a surgery. As a result, the patient's father stabbed her heart with a knife out of fury.

She propped up herself, gazed at this angry man whose arms covered with slight bruise. The teeth mark reminded her of her madness just now.

“Why am I here?” She recalled that she was sent into the ICU after being poked. “Even though I had died, it’s supposed to be in the mortuary. Where is it? Who is this man?” She thought to herself.

She stretched to touch her chest but found no wounds there. Neither did she feel any pain as if it was a dream.

But she can’t figure out which one was dream, the one when she was poked to death or the current moment?

Next, some exterior memories suddenly poured into her mind! Drug! Lord! And...that crazy...She drugged a strange man with Viagra! That must be a dream! These memories were definitely not hers! Nevertheless, she felt pretty desperate. What on earth happened?