Summary
fter six years of war, my fiancé returned. With a woman and his child. Saying that he couldn’t leave her. An irresponsible fiancé who forced on me the duties of a duchess. “Leila, you’re not the duchess yet.”
Hearing those words, I decided to break my marriage. * “How far can I go?” There was a moment of silence. Realising that I said something strange, I hurriedly spoke up. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I wasn’t trying to ask this, but that…”
[Anything.] Kalian replied, cutting off my words. It wasn’t an angry tone. I’d rather say that he… is smiling. [If you’re not selling the kingdom, you can do anything. Because you are my agent now.] …What are you going to do if I really do sell the kingdom? Show more
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