I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

'Really, I can't understand.'

I didn't even know what I was thinking when I got back to the office. After just walking mercilessly, Alexander found himself closing the door to his office.

He looked at the ceiling with a puff of hot air. The strangling tie was taken off and thrown onto the desk.

'I've done something ridiculous.'

Not only did I lose my temper in front of Robelia, but I also kiss her lips.

I couldn't even bring up the question of the original plan. He was one who did not tolerate the failure of the plan, whether large or small. It was the first time in his life that he had such a stupid mistake and a terrible failure for himself.

'Now how do I fix this? No matter how unsuccessful the plan, I can't give up getting Robelia... Think about it, Alexander, come up with a good plan a little faster.' As he rolled his head to rectify his accident, he felt the pain as if he was rolling on the floor with bloody pride.

Alexander, who was worried, ġrȯȧnėd and washed his face. It was clear that he was crazy.

'Even in such an urgent situation... you are thinking about her lips.' He was stunned and laughed out loud.

No matter how much I tried to erase it from my head, I kept thinking of the moment when I had those red lips. The satisfaction at that time, the sweetness! Embracing her slender body and taking her lips was a different pŀėȧsurė from achieving a few plans.

'Yeah, it wasn't the only thing to compare with.'

It was so thrilling and terrifying. It was such a raw pŀėȧsurė for him, who had been planning all his life and living with the joy of moving toward his long-cherished wish.

I wanted to dig into the unknown, I just wanted to bury it forever and never look into it again. It's so good to just overlap my lips, but after knowing more than that... I felt like I couldn't turn back again.

'In front of that sense, the plan... No, maybe even the longing for a lifetime will be nothing.' It was as distant as an invisible cliff.

Having lived only on the rails toward his own long-cherished dėsɨrė, he had to hesitate. Alexandros was worried.

'Does the act of overlapping the lips with the opposite sėx in general bring about this level of pŀėȧsurė?' But it didn't seem like that.

No other woman in the world has offended him as much as Robelia.

'That's weird. Is it only Robelia who can give me that sense?'

Why the hell is that?

A relationship formed by the needs and interests of both sides, or because she is his wife?

Because she's exceptionally mȧturė and beautiful?

Because Robelia is especially my type?

He didn't think any of the answers would be this. So Alexander became confused.

"I felt angry the moment I found out that Robelia was having a private affair with a slave in her bedroom at night. Now that I think about it, it's a strange thing, too.'

'I mean, it's weird.' Even if she was his own wife, it was a marriage that was made by interests.

There was a government system in the empire, so it was not unusual for married nobles to have lovers separately. Generally, the marriage of nobles was a system created by politics. Of course, he has two wives, too. Although it's practically a false relationship since they don't sleep together.

'So it doesn't matter who Robelia treats, whether it's a slave or a noble man. Wasn't it written on the marriage vows that she wrote marriage pledge when we were a couple.'

By the way, he knew the fact better than anyone, and certainly not even a few months ago, even if Robelia did a fashion show with 3,000 men rather than one young slave, she wouldn't have blinked a single eye....

Now, isn't Robelia angry at a slave who treats him with special care?

'I couldn't... do I want to have a special relationship with Robelia? A sharp enlightenment passed through my mind.

'Beyond the marital relationship as a business ȧssociate who shares work outside the palace and inside the palace?'

Yeah, why did I realize that now?

'Come to think of it, I had that question when I took a walk in the garden with her.'

Even with such a clear sign, he seemed foolish, who had not realized the fact.

He was pretty overestimating her intelligence, and at this point he might have to revise it a bit.

'Yes, it is clear that I want a more special and intimate relationship with Robelia beyond my business relationship. Like she treats her little slave. And that's probably...' Alexander thought.

'......Special Partnership!

Yes, it was clear.

He didn't just want to have a partnership with Robelia. he wanted to have a more special partnership than that.

Because she has a talent I liked in so many ways. I've never felt it before, and I've been greedy enough.... At the moment of concluding that, some doubts arose.

'Is this the general feeling of coveting talent?'

Is it natural that you want to take a walk together, have a closer relationship than just exchanging work and political help, and get close enough to have a conversation in one room during the night?

But Alexander could not know. I've never been such a greedy person before. No teacher, no book he had read, specifically told him how it felt to covet talent.

'Yeah, I'm sure that's what it is. There can be no other answer.'

Alexander was so confident in himself that he would rather think so.

'As for kissing her... let's try to patch things up as much as we can and not think again.'

All sorts of temptations and pŀėȧsurės moved him away from the plan. So, until he achieved his wish, he had to keep as far away as possible from pŀėȧsurė other than the sense of accomplishment of accomplishing the plan.

'So let's forget. Let's forget that sensation. It's a memory that doesn't help me now.'

He believed in his judgment.

It was a matter of course. The only thing that made him who was only the 17th queen's child was his own cold heart and strategic judgment.

'...What a marvelous and unforgettable experience it was.'

Alexander concluded that way.

Just thinking about it seemed crazy.

***

"Ahhhhhh!"

I kicked the pillow in an unexpected way. The flying pillow fell back over my head.

"Alas!"

Fortunately, it was a pillow with goose feathers, so it didn't hurt, but it was embarrassing. It was fortunate that no one saw me lying like this. But it was also for a while. This is because memories of what happened last night came to my mind like a tsunami.

"Ah really! Arg, I'm going crazy!" she put my blanket on and screamed.

'I'm really crazy, I don't have anyone to kiss in the world, so I ended up kissed with Alexander?'

Of course, it was the first time that they kissed, and it really hurt their pride to accept it for a while.

And above all...

'I can't believe that kiss with such a wanker melted me!' Yes. That was the number one reason I am embarrassed right now. I really, really didn't want to admit it... but it was. Last night's kiss with Alexander made me feel like I was melting. So for a moment, I just couldn't get my mind off it, and I was dragged along the way he did.

'This isn't all because he's so good at it! Even if I couldn't do anything more than that...!'

If only he hadn't melted me with that ridiculous kiss technique... I wouldn't have suffered with this ragged pride.

'Ahh, I don't know.' After a long time tormented by rolling over my bed, I ended up lying down on the floor.

'What am I going to do with what has already happened? Let's forget what happened last night.' I took a deep breath. It seemed to me that I felt a little better, perhaps because of the pain I had been struggling with for a long time.

Forget it... quickly patch it up, and hit it as it didn't happen. It's going back to the same day it didn't happen.' Yes, in order to do that, I have to do nothing today and take a good rest. Of course, after leaving all of the internal affairs of the court to the experts, I have been doing nothing but... I will still do nothing more today.

'I'm not going to walk and I'm not going to shop. I'll just be quiet in the room.'

In order to do so, all the maids was bitten and said she would have some time alone. Drinking tea, picking up snacks, and rolling around all day long to recharge. Wouldn't it be possible to carry out the next step of the 'Divorce Project' with enough recharging?

'Okay, today's plan is just perfect!'

It was when I thought so.

Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door.

"Your Majesty!" It was my maid who showed up behind the door.

"I would have told you that I will have time alone today. I am very busy right now."

"Of course, I know that you commanded it, but I have something to tell her Majesty that I must tell you, your highness..."

"What is that?" I spoke without hiding my bluntness. the maid hesitated in saying it as she didn't know what to do.

"Well, a precious guest is waiting in the reception room."

Somehow I felt like I knew who it was. And that I never want to see him now.

'Looking at my face makes me think of yesterday's embarrassment. How can I see him?'

"Please tell me that I can't go because I'm busy."

"Hah, but... His highness is your Majesty's husband." I could see the maid's pupil shaking without ejaculation like a pendulum.

Well, no matter how empress, the emperor himself came, but it is rude not to meet him with excuses.

'But is it any of my business? Or divorce me if you have a temper.' Thinking so, I went back into the blanket and shook my hand.

"Tell him I don't want to meet him and that I'll never see him again with his grandfather. Ah, say I'd rather be sick. I have a fever, I have a contagious infection, I can't meet him."

Eventually, the maid left the room crying.

I thought that would have all worked out, but the maid came back five minutes later.

"I... I don't know what to do.... If you're having a hard time seeing him today, he says he'll come back the day after tomorrow, if you're having a hard time seeing him tomorrow. He's gonna come and see you anytime....."

"Also, the unpleasant thing is that it doesn't interfere with meeting you at all. Rather, if the only empress is suffering from sickness, you, his only wife, you want to visit the hospital yourself...."

"Also, the unpleasant thing is that it doesn't interfere with meeting you at all. Rather, if the only empress is suffering from illness, Me, your only husband, will say that you have to visit her grace in the hospital in person....." The maid's words were blurry.

I clicked my tongue.

At the same time, I wanted to leave Alexander sitting in the reception forever, whether he was sitting in the reception room or not, but the problem was the maid who was intervening.

"It must still be a thorny cushion... ..and you've helped me a lot, so I don't want you to get in any more trouble." In the end, thinking so, I woke up from my seat.

"Tell him I'll be there in half an hour."

"Yes!"

Only then did the maid face open wide.

******

Alexander noticed the appearance of a woman who had been waiting with a familiar pretense before the maid even informed him. He smiled lightly and shook his head.

"You came earlier than you thought. I wasn't in good shape, so I asked if I had to visit it myself."

This was because I was aware that the message of Robelia's sickness was a faking illness.. At the moment of her appearance behind the door, even Alexander had no choice but to open his eyes wide.