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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_ · Fantaisie
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[Bonus chapter] So be it...

The guests who never stayed in the castle started leaving. Olivia was among them, and she was glad she left without any implications. Since she knew how determined those people were in destroying her, she decided it might be wise to remain in the Hayes mansion.

'I can't stop thinking on why Father said I was safe with him. But I now see why. She's hellbent on ruining me. The whole Wilsons are hellbent on destroying me!'

Her gray eyes flickered, sending a dangerous arrow to anyone who dared to stare at them.

Olivia was interrupted from her deep thought because one of the maids from the mansion stopped before her. Other guests cast her a scornful look wondering why she had to have Reginald to herself.

She didn't pay any attention to this and raised a brow as the terrified maid bowed her head.

"Why are you here?" She questioned in a harsh voice, something which she was not aware of.

"That proves her identity. The vilest Princess to ever exist indeed!"