“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.”
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In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’.
And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit.
But death didn't take me. It sent me back.
I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom.
But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room.
Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers.
In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning.
But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.”
He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name.
My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees.
Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

"I wish I could fit inside your box so you can take me along." Peter sulked while I was brushing my hair in preparation to get some rest before we set out on the journey.


I couldn't believe the day was close to being over and in a few hours I would be away from my husband.


It was something I couldn't still wrap my head around but what fueled me to do it was because of my strong will to get disconnected from Peculiar as soon as possible.


I carefully put the brush down and went over to the bed and climbed onto it.


Without hesitation, since he was seated in an upright position, he effortlessly caught my right thigh with his strong hand and pulled me close before wrapping the other hand around my back as he held me to himself.


Once close to him, I smiled as I rubbed his chest and he hummed in satisfaction as he kissed my forehead and ran his fingers through my hair.


"I am already missing you," I confessed.


Chapter 178 - An instruction before the journey