Synopsis
On the day her husband—whom she believed to be dead—returned, he was not alone.
“The princess and I are merely friends. I hope you won’t misunderstand.”
Her husband returned accompanied by a beautiful princess from a foreign land, and from that moment on, Trisha’s life fell into hell.
“My Eddie asked me to deliver this to you.”
On the paper the princess handed her was a short message written in her husband’s handwriting.
“You were nothing to me, Trisha Rosenthein.
Do you really think I would have genuinely married a foreign woman with nothing but a pretty face to her name?”
It wasn’t just that they were divorced—there was no record of their marriage to begin with.
It wasn’t that she chose the wrong side; it was that she had never even been in the line.
Trisha was abandoned by a man who had never been her husband for even a single moment.
‘I’ll crush him completely.’
Burning for revenge, Trisha turned back time and took the hand of Millard, her former disciple whom she herself had once cast aside.
But the attitude of her former student—whom she viewed as nothing more than a political ally—was strangely different.
She had expected him to hate her, but…
“Try kissing me, Teacher.”
“…What?”
“In a world where even friends kiss, what’s so strange about kissing a beloved disciple? Don’t you agree?”
With a gentle smile, Millard pulled her close by the waist and embraced her.
