May We Gaze at Each Other Forever

On the second day after our wedding, a letter of divorce was delivered to my room.

The vows we'd sworn to each other shattered overnight.

My husband, who once loved me more than life itself, sneered, "You're stiff and dull, like a dead fish. Even a maid by my side knows better how to serve someone."

A month later, he married another woman and made her his princess consort.

And I became the laughingstock of the whole world.