A Time-Traveler Stole My Husband

Synopsis

Everyone in the Imperial Capital knew Lord Chief Justice Lincoln Hart doted on his wife. For ten years of marriage, he'd never taken a concubine, never hidden a penny of his earnings. Even now, holding one of the highest offices, he still stopped by the market after court to buy candied fruit for me. That was, until his trip to Ashbourne to handle a case. He returned with a female coroner in tow, dead set on making her his equal wife. He begged, eyes rimmed red, "My whole life, I studied for the exams to bring honor to my mother, to build a shelter for you. For a decade in office, I've been disciplined and dutiful, never stepping a toe out of line. "But now... I want to live for myself, just this once." He'd solved major cases, yet refused all royal rewards, begging His Majesty only for a marriage decree to elevate that woman's status. That was when my heart finally shattered. Ten years ago, he swore an oath to me before my grandfather's grave. "Till death do us part." Ten years later, I entered the palace, returned the late Emperor's bestowed pardon token, and asked for just one thing: an imperial decree of divorce.