I was the marquis’s favored concubine, and the stand-in for the woman he truly loved.
When his true love came back to him, the marquis stripped off my clothes and forced me to kneel in public for three days and three nights, all to soothe her anger.
“No matter how noble your status used to be, you’re nothing but a concubine now.”
“Don’t think you can use my favor to act spoiled or defy my wife.”
“If my wife says a single bad thing about you, you’ll be thrown out of my marquisate.”
I nodded obediently.
And obediently left the marquisate.
Three years later, I returned to the capital and heard that the marquis had gone mad searching for a runaway concubine.
He even abandoned his new bride on their wedding day and called the runaway concubine’s name throughout the capital.
A charming, flirtatious young man tilted his head and asked me,
“Your old flame is so devoted. Aren’t you going to catch up with him?”
I held a cherry between his fingertips in my mouth and mumbled,
“Our debts are settled, and our grievances laid to rest.
We’ve already gone our separate ways. There’s no need for us to meet again in this life.”
Theme: The dream of a life of luxury finally fades
