Summary
I thought my unwavering loyalty could sustain our marriage, even without his love. But that naive belief shattered when Lizzena, Raymond’s past flame, reappeared with a child. He told me plainly, “She wants her son to be Crown Prince. Let’s end this.” I made my choice and walked away. Seeing the disbelief in his eyes—the first real emotion he’d ever shown—brought me an unexpected sense of peace. Calmly, I repeated my decision: “I’m leaving. Grant me a divorce.” And just like that, my long, unrequited love came to an end.