After they married, she waited for him for three years. At last, he returned with military honors, but he had also brought back a pregnant woman.
To save the woman’s face, he said, “You were never worthy of being the heir’s wife. You’ve had the position for three years, which was already more than you deserved. It’s only right that you give it to Wanwan now.”
Yet he had completely forgotten how, that year, he had looked at her with red-rimmed eyes and sworn that he wanted to spend his whole life with her alone.
Heartbroken, she asked for a divorce. He sneered. “Who would want you after you leave me? Don’t come crying and begging me to take you back.”
He was certain she would regret it and come crawling back. But later, he saw her standing beside a man of noble status.
He finally regretted it, but by then it was too late.
When she first met him, she used him to take a sword strike for her and nearly took advantage of him, too.
She thought they would never meet again, so she didn’t give it another thought.
But later, at a palace banquet, she saw him sitting on the imperial throne.
It hit her, and cold sweat broke out: he was the emperor.
Just as she turned to flee, he sneered. “You took liberties with the emperor. You think you can just get away with that?”
She stammered, “B-but I’m already a married woman…”
His gaze was cold, but inside, his thoughts were running wild: So what if you’re married? As long as it’s you.
