“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 do not mind being used by you. Use me all you want, Deborah, I am all yours."


My body shuddered at the intensity of his words coupled with the way he looked at me like I meant the world to him.


I parted my lips to speak but didn't know what to say and I shifted my gaze to my father to find him watching me closely.


"You all make me sick," I spat out in irritation and turned to hurry out of there because I didn't know what to do anymore.


The guards created a path for me and I left there with my heart racing in fear, anger, pain and betrayal.


I wanted to scream or punch something but couldn't, however, something came to mind and I hurried back to the guest room while Dally quietly followed and on getting inside, I asked,


"What have you prepared for me to wear?"


"A simple dress with pleats," she answered.


"I do not want that. I'd rather dress to ride a horse," I said instead and she gave me a scared look.


Chapter 106 - Like a pervert