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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
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150 Chs

First dance

The sound of the birds chirping in the woods made her shut her eyes to enjoy the smell of nature. Olivia outstretched her arms, letting the wind kiss her frame.

She was in her training outfit. A dark, regal attire with some silver patterns on it. The tasteful patterns added to the feminity she exuded while her leggings gave out her leg's shapely figure.

Her straight legs only made her look so majestic and alluring, yet with mystery and hidden bravery.

There was a drape behind her outfit connected to the shoulder armor. Its inner was dark-blue while the outer was jet-black, with some artistic embroidery in silver threads at the bottom.

It so happened that the cape behind her danced along with the wind.

"Your Highness!" Antonia called out while running to her. It brought Olivia out of her solitude. She dropped her hand and turned to face her Maid with a frown on her face.