Después de tres años de matrimonio, Wendy Stewart estaba acostumbrada a los comentarios sarcásticos de Michael Lucas, sus amenazas frecuentes sobre el divorcio e incluso su indulgencia con una amante. Pensó que podría soportar todo esto toda su vida, hasta que accidentalmente quedó embarazada de un niño que Michael no quería. Finalmente desesperada, Wendy firmó el acuerdo de divorcio y se fue. Pensó que podrían haberse separado para siempre, pero Michael se negó a dejar de buscarla después del divorcio. Cuando se encontraron de nuevo, ella era la mejor diseñadora del mundo. Sonriendo dulcemente a su exmarido, dijo: —Mi querido, ya estamos divorciados. Michael simplemente la miró fríamente: —Dime, ¿qué hará falta para que nos reconciliemos?
Fate or accident? I don't know what it was. It played a cruel trick in my life and one day, I was not living anymore. I died! I got transmigrated into my favourite novel, ‘Romance, Please’! (Ok, I agree that it's not a good title but still, I used to love this story.) In the book universe, I pretended to be a princess, started to live in the palace, and even got my very own platinum tiara. I lived much better than in my previous life. But I had to pay the price... The book I loved the most wanted me dead, just for the sake of another character’s development. I had to die in two years, again for the story to progress. Should I wait and watch for the plot to kill me? That's not me! I just chose to rewrite the novel from scratch, together with the villain. Fates started to change. I was made into a queen, the sole ruler of my kingdom. Then again, I had to pay the price. This time it was to sacrifice my love. Plot twist, No Romance, Please, cause it's injurious to health. ************************************************************ Warning: This is a twisted, erratic, nonsensical romance book.