My father, who’s blind to power forced me to marry a sick emperor.
He’s so weak that he can’t even make it through the first night. She didn’t expect much when she entered in the bedroom but…
“Oh, dear.”
There were fallen assassins everywhere and my husband, who was covered in blood held a sword against me.
“You’ve been caught.”
“……”
“I thought you wouldn’t come.”
Apparently, my sick husband is too healthy for some reason.
—-
“I think you’re healthy enough now, so I’m leaving.”
She raised her head with a polite greeting, but on other hand her husband’s expression is not good.
“Leaving? Where?”
“Well, I’m thinking of using my powers to set up a hospital.”
I carefully stuck out our divorce contract. And then—
(Sfx : clap!)
My husband ripped the divorce contract with an expressionless face.
I looked at my husband with a dumbfounded look.
Is this guy crazy?!
“W-what are you doing?”
My husband opened his mouth after a long silence.
“I think I’m still sick, Meredith.”
Popular Reviews
Ffs, she got maids and all, with no pressure of a political marriage, and then this... "my family don't love me, wahhh!"...? Am I supposed to feel sorry for her?
...Tf even is this novel? Why does this abomination exist?
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