‘s*upid b*tch.’
After a hasty choice, I sold the most precious thing with my own hands.
In exchange for this betrayal, the only price given was the position of a noble’s second wife and such cruel ab*se.
Tessa did not die and instead lived.
And seven years had passed.
“Long time no see, Tessa.”
Hert, who she thought had died, returned.
He became a decent man.
*
“Do you long for your husband?”
Hert took turns looking at Tessa and the portrait of the old lord he had just seen.
“What if I killed that bastard?”
Tessa s**ked in her breath at the terrifyingly cold voice.
