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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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Vision

The way she grabbed his shirt like her life depended on it made him frown. By instinct, his hands surrounded her frame and he helped her stand upright.

Olivia's lips moved while she stared at him with longing in her eyes. This was the first time seeing that kind of look from her. It made Reginald wonder why she was even wearing it.

"I..." She stuttered in a rough voice and swallowed in some saliva to lubricate her coarse throat.

Reginald taking note of how she was struggling to speak, ushered her back into her room. He made her sit on the mini-dining while he poured a cup of water for her.

Receiving it, Olivia downed the content sloppily. When she was some, she dropped the cup on the table. It made a thud resonate in her chamber.

But even after being revived back to reality, she still continued to stare at him in that way.

"Are you feeling better?" Reginald managed to pull her out of her reverie. Olivia nodded at his statement before biting her lips.