I couldn’t try to be wasteful of my allowance because of my stupid commoner mentality, I couldn’t bully my servants because I was too nice, and I couldn’t even steal any money despite it being my last chance!


“What the hell am I supposed to do for you to divorce me!”


Me, me, me—.

An echo resonated in the room.
It was surprisingly noisy even for me.


Sylvester’s eyes narrowed.
“It’s strange.” He gave me a suspicious look.
“You’re suddenly talking about divorce.”




“And you said you’d live leeching off of me forever.”


“I did what?”


‘Ophelia you must be crazy!’


“You told me to stay still like a statue because my only redeeming trait is my face.”


“I said what?!” ‘She must have been out of her mind!’


“I’m cancelling that statement! For real!” I quickly waved my hand.
“Pretend I never said any of that and just divorce me, okay?” I begged.


Sylvester’s eyebrows moved slightly.
“And if I don’t want to?”


“But why don’t you want to?”


“That’s something I’m supposed to ask you.” Sylvester took a step closer to me.
“I have enough money for you to use in your life.” He wasn’t lying, not even to the Ophelia who lives life extravagantly.


“I’m handsome enough for you to stare at all day.” This was also true, Sylvester’s good looks were a hot topic even in amongst citizens of foreign countries.


With his black hair falling gently atop his eyes, Sylvester tilted his head and asked, “But why is it that you want to divorce me?”



I swallowed nervously.


If you didn’t know the situation, you wouldn’t understand why I wanted to divorce him, and this was exactly what Sylvester must have felt.


‘But I need that divorce.’ That way, I wouldn’t get involved with the Crown Prince and Sylvester, the villain! 


But I couldn’t say that, so I could only tell him, “Because I don’t love you.”


‘I will divorce you because I don’t love you.’

It was weak, but at least it was more sentimental than anything else I could ever think of.


Sylvester’s eyes shook and he let out a low sigh, running his fingers through his hair.
“Then,” he looked at me in the eyes and said, “Do you love the Crown Prince?”


‘What the hell are you talking about?’


I was speechless for a moment, my mouth gaping open like a fish out of water, but Sylvester mistook that as an affirmation to his question.
“I shouldn’t have asked you, of course you do.”


“N- no, It’s not that.”


“I’ve never really cared before, but this time I’ll ask you to make a deal with me.”


“…A deal?”


He watched me with his arms crossed.
“Seduce the Crown Prince with all your might.”




“Turn him over to our side.
However you want to do it.”


“No–? Honey– Wait a minute–”


“If you do that.” Sylvester looked down at me and smiled with his eyes.
“I’ll give you that divorce.”

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