fter six years of war, my fiancé returned.With a woman and his child.Saying that he couldn’t leave her.An irresponsible fiancé who forced on me the duties of a duchess.“Leila, you’re not the duchess yet.”Hearing those words, I decided to break my marriage.*“How far can I go?”There was a moment of silence. Realising that I said something strange, I hurriedly spoke up.“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I wasn’t trying to ask this, but that…”[Anything.]Kalian replied, cutting off my words.It wasn’t an angry tone. I’d rather say that he… is smiling.[If you’re not selling the kingdom, you can do anything. Because you are my agent now.]…What are you going to do if I really do sell the kingdom?
I Won’t Pick Up The Trash I Threw Away Again
