“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.

When I woke up the next morning, I touched the right side of the bed but felt nothing and it made me become tense.


I lifted my head and looked at the empty side of my bed with weak eyes.


My throat felt dry and coarse as tears came to my eyes because I felt slightly hurt.


Slowly, I got up from the bed and looked around my room like I would see her standing around but it was empty and her scent was faint in the air, meaning she left a while ago.


Couldn't she have stayed a little longer until I woke up?


I closed my eyes as my breathing came out heavily as the event of yesterday weighed down on me again, bringing tears to my eyes.


Slowly, I sat back down on the edge of the right side of the bed which was facing the doors and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.


Chapter 137 - Call for concern