My Husband Can't Possibly Like Me

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My Husband Can't Possibly Like Me

Nancy married a nobleman.

He was even a legendary magician, though he had a rather odd temper.

They said that, just to cover up a scandal, he had casually said, "Then let it be the first woman whose name I hear today."

At that moment, Nancy had bought a potion that even children knew was a scam, the kind that supposedly gave you magical powers if you drank it. A magic apprentice was laughing at her.

By a twist of fate, she became a baroness and the magician's bride.

Honestly, Nancy didn't have high hopes for the marriage. Her husband was always so sharp-tongued, and he never even looked her in the eye.

But lately, Collins had been acting strangely, including but not limited to: paying attention to his appearance, constantly bringing up his older brother for comparison, and even watching her whenever she studied magic.

Nancy was troubled by this, so she asked her friend, "My husband is the one and only fairy mage, and one of the greatest magicians around, but he keeps staring at me when I'm reading... Do you think he believes I'm terrible at it and is laughing at me?"

Her friend smiled. "Is it possible... just possible, that he likes you?"

Both virgins, marriage first and love later, a bittersweet romance

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The Princess Is Troubled by This

Sylvia was the envy of every woman in the Emerald Empire: noble birth, flawless beauty, and the perfect crown prince as her fiance.

Everyone thought she was the happiest woman in the empire.

But Sylvia had been troubled lately, because she did not love her fiance at all. She loved the lofty pope, her teacher.

Sylvia fell in love with him at first sight. When her childhood friend, the crown prince, complained that he didn't want to become the pope's student, she graciously offered, "Then let me become his student in your place."

Sylvia naturally became his student and stayed by his side, telling him of her love countless times.

And every time, he would turn her down with a helpless sigh. "You're still a child. You're confusing admiration with love... You don't truly love me."

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Sylvia ran away from her wedding. At the engagement ceremony, she left the crown prince behind, said, "I'm sorry," and fled.

Everyone was searching for the runaway princess. Outside the city, at a church, she stood before him, drenched. "You knew I would come back, and you knew I had nowhere else to go... Stop giving me those self-righteous, pretty speeches. I saw you smile. You were hoping I'd do this."

Theme: Strive to become stronger.