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Misunderstanding my sweet husband

Three days prior to her wedding, Olivia finds her betrothed in the company of her step-cousin. Driven by the pain of abandonment since childhood, she comes to a conclusion that she is only used to get the throne. Ruled by this misunderstanding in their marriage, Olivia gives her husband the cold shoulder while living with the scars she gained from her adversaries. However, the Princess starts to feel loved again as Reginald succeeds in melting his way into her heart. But would her rivals let this happiness last? On the outside, he is known as the son of a General. But no one knows the mystery that surrounds him and the entanglement with the Princess. Reginald was actually tasked from beginning to keep Olivia safe. But from what danger? Was fate actually playing a role in bringing these two people with different stories and mysteries together? **** EXCERPT "It means you're not remorseful." Her mind started to work in strange angles as a smirk graced her face. "Olivia..." Reginald spoke in a tired voice. This was not what he wanted from the beginning. He wanted them to solve things and now they were heading back to square one. "Don't mention my name in that manner." She slammed her eyes shut for a second before opening them. This was because she started to feel confused. "Olivia!" Reginald called out again, this time with great force that said he wanted her to focus on what they were talking about. "Please don't —" "Tell me what I did." "You're in love with another woman! I caught you hugging her in that room, Reginald!"

_EmpressOfLight_ · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
150 Chs

Arya's confession

"If I tell you who hired me... will His Majesty promise to release my sister?" Arya's question left even Olivia dumbfounded. The Princess who was once sending a glare to her brother had her eyes trained on the Maid's drooped shoulders.

Nathaniel lowered himself to her level, no longer paying attention to his half-sister. He was ready to listen to her confession.

Meanwhile, Olivia had a complicated look on her face as she was about to march into the throne hall. But her steps were hindered by knights.

They came out of nowhere and suddenly grabbed her arms. Adele burst toward the throne hall's entrance in a white gown.

There was no make up on her face, while her hair was allowed to cascade down her shoulders to her waist. Because she was mourning her husband's death, she wore no accessories.

There was nothing but anger evident in her eyes as she was almost running toward the Princess to attack. Thankfully, Reginald appeared and stood before her.