Eight Years, One Demand

Synopsis

I have been married to Prince Mike Smith for seven years, and he'd never laid a finger on me. On our wedding night, he bowed politely and said, "Princess, you're too noble for me to disrespect." For the next seven years, we slept on opposite sides of the bed, living completely separate lives. I thought he was in love with someone else, so I decided to have my brother, The Emperor Oliver, to issue a divorce decree. But outside the Library, I overheard him complaining to Oliver, "Those guards around my wife—every single one of them deserves to die." Oliver chuckled. "How long have you been jealous, Mr. Smith?" His voice trembled. "Eight years—ever since the day you married us."