Summary
After enduring nine years as a duchess married to an aloof and unfeeling man, I received nothing but disdain and baseless charges of unfaithfulness. “I’ve had enough. Not even the Emperor’s pleas could sway me now,” I announced, holding up the divorce decree. When questioned about my plans with such a meager inheritance, I simply grinned. “I’m opening a pastry shop.” For the first time, my detached husband showed interest, but my choice was final—that chapter was over. Ahead lay the sweet scent of liberty and confections.