My family fell on hard times, and I went from a wealthy socialite to a debt-ridden wage slave.
I only wanted to get my driver’s license so I could make ends meet, but I ended up with a shameless instructor who never stopped making lewd jokes.
He mocked my fall from grace and teased me for being haughty, yet whenever others bullied me, he would wrap an arm around my waist, shield me behind him, and murmur with a roguish smile, “Who dares lay a hand on my woman?”
I fought my way back to the top, determined to ditch this “little burden” once I’d reclaimed my former glory. But in front of everyone, he pulled me into his arms.
Then one night, the mysterious emperor rumored to hold the realm in his grasp stepped out of a luxury car, and his face was exactly the same as the instructor’s!
The whole city was stunned!
