[ENGLISH] The Wasteland Spring Wind

Chapter 7 - Confessions of a Wife (7)

I didn't love him.

We are just a formal couple, and never once have we shared the things that would make an ordinary couple feel good. But ironically, he sent gift every now and then. Know the subject as my father did to him, the lavish jewels and dresses that convince me of his superiority to me, did not suit me at all.

I got them wet. The rage that had been dormant as if dead was revived. Looking at the remnants of the discarded gifts, he was just full of clothes. As if he wanted it. The mansion was like a haunted house. A thick gate was erected in my room. Where I had escaped several times and a sturdy knight and a maid with a sharped eyes followed me wherever I went.

I felt myself fading away. It was as if it had shrunk like dry dough under his father.

After three years of marriage and no children, rumors began to circulate about me and my husband.

"Re you still so vicious? I don't know about the grace that saved me, so I guess it's Crawford blood. Only our hero has been burned."

"How did you choose such a woman, what must have written at the time? You'd better get a divorce right now. If you line up those who want to be abused, you will be able to wrap around the capital city walls twice."

The king sent a message to him whether he felt sorry for his cherished servant. If he wanted to, he would undo his declaration and support the divorce. It was great favor to withdraw from the marriage that the king had personality blessed. This is because there were not a few couple in the capital who dared not to play tribute to the monarch's relationship, so they decide to eat mustard together while crying for their lives.

However, my husband did not follow the royal decree from which I was married, nor did he divorce me. It seemed that he was merely doing what was given to me as Marquis Moore and that he didn't want anything to change.

"I came here on a call from his majesty, but is this his home...?"

The king still knows him very well. So relatively political I tried to connect him with the princess of the vulnerable duke who can firmly support him who has weak foundation. He seemed to think that if he left him like this, he would become a widower instead of widower for ever.

Crawford's daughter, who had already collapsed miserably, was not something the king had to consider. The king was persistent in trying to connect Gongner with her husband, but at the same time sent a message that he did not even consider me his husband's official wife.

There was only one reason he allowed this marriage. Because that's what Cliff Moore, my cherished tier, wanted to do. It was not surprising. I was there, but I didn't exist.

"I know what you want. Not quite as much as you want, but I can provide some. We'll send you fifteen wagons full of gold, a province where you can stay, and fifty maids who will testify you for the rest of your life. That's enough for a lifetime."

The conditions she suggested were unrealistic. It didn't even get my attention. I didn't even understand the value of the items my husband sent me, and I didn't want to.

There were days when I didn't even see the luxury item that contained only the purpose of the dragon, and I just threw them away in the castle.

"Are you still lacking? You're really looking for nothing but greed!"

The princess lifted her fan high and cooled the scorching heat. And for a while, she couldn't fight her anger, and she smirked, then spoke to me with cold face.

"Yeo seem to be mistaken, but do you know that his majesty is not taking care of you?"

"It would be better to accept when I merciful offer condition. Before your majesty really took you out of nothing. Doesn't it look better to give up on your own feet and to get better? Can't you see your future abandoned without anything?"