I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

Even if I was temporarily staying at the Imperial Palace, I had no intention of living roughly. I was going to live like 'my home' here enough.

To do this, I occupied a large number of rooms that the Empress had left as vacant and filled them with my own. This is a dressing room, this is a reception room, this is a guest room, this is a warehouse... ..

Aisha belatedly tried to protect her area, but it was already late. Isn't there a saying, "First and foremost victory?" This groundbreaking was overwhelmingly advantageous to me who started first.

Even more because she pretended to be frugal and left many rooms empty.

In the end, it was natural that my area in the palace was wider than hers.

It was frankly quite exciting to see Aisha's face crumpled badly while looking at the rooms full of my stuff.

But even then, this thought came to me.

'It's been so long that Aisha can't stay still.'

Looking at her actions, which had been seriously dependent on Alexander, it was clear that this time, she would also rush to tell him.

'Last time, it was resolved by a brief snowball fight, but if Aisha demands it more strongly, Alexander can't stand still.'

Although Alexander said last time, "I'll try to persuade Aisha," I didn't really believe that. i don't have much trust in him.

But... 'What? I'm surprised nothing happened.'

That was quite surprising.

Aisha did not come to complain to me about my possession of 70% of the Imperial Palace.

And that was the same with Alexander.

No matter how wide the palace is, there were times when I ran into Aisha because it was one building.

Surrounded by the maids, when she met me, she looked like she had something to say, and just turned her head around.

"Ah, I'm tired. I want to go in."

"Will you, Your Grace?"

"We will make hot tea that is good for fatigue in your room."

"Oh, h, hey, ! you Arrogant, insolent, helpless!"

"The Queen must have looked this way, Your Majesty! One maid even made eye contact with me."

"I can't believe they don't say a word to the empress of the Palace!"

The maids around me were angry at Aisha's blatant disregard.

But I wasn't angry at all.

"Shall I go after and scold them?"

"That's enough. It's not a hassle to greet each other one by one."

I shook my head at the words of the passionate maid.

"How could Her Majesty be so merciful....."

"It's clear that the Queen is also indulgent, believing in her mercy and generosity."

It's not like that... First of all, people who are truly merciful do not come into contact with others and slit the ground.

The maids tended to follow Robelia so well that they regarded my behavior too well.

I was not angry because I had no interest or expectation for Aisha.

And......

'The last time I saw her, Aisha's eyes, I'm sure....'

I was sure. Aisha's expression was something she wanted to say to me, but she seemed to be patient.

The black eyes seemed to show unfairness for a moment.

'If you're holding yourself in, you can't look so upset, so I'm sure someone's covering your mouth.'

And if there's anyone in this palace who can keep Aisha from complaining to me, that's......

'Alexander is more 'well-done' than I thought.'

I thought the last time he said he would persuade her was just a lip service, but he seemed to mean it.

And I don't know what method he used, but it looked quite 'well-drawn' than I thought. Seeing Aisha feel so wronged and can't say anything to me.

That fact made me see him again, but on the one hand.....

'And that means you don't want to divorce me that easily.'

Alexander seemed to be trying to stop me from causing friction with him or Aisha.

You're afraid I'll bring up the divorce again.

"You're trying to stop me from bringing up the divorce so much that Alexander won't be able to protest my entry into Aisha's palace.'

His willingness not to divorce whatever happened was stronger than I expected. Just thinking about it made me tired.

'That's why it would be better for Aisha to bother me.'

<Flowers from this World> was a very popular work, and many people loved Aisha, the angelic female protagonist, and Alexander, a beast that is only warm to his girl, but I was not attracted to them. i was transferred to robelia, her supporting role, Despite her many efforts, Ms. Robelia's supporting role in the film was only for benefit.

I didn't want to stay here any longer, although it is still early in life, and both of them will die soon, and the entire royal palace, including Alexander, will openly praise robelia.

'You want me to stick to this? Whatever happens, I'll get a divorce.'

I thought about it.

'And if I want to get divorced, I have to do more evil than this.'

This is the utility of Robelia, and what is a wicked and vicious villain that is so damnable that Alexander is tired of and will throws her away.

'And speaking of a villain.... it's a luxury.'

When I thought about it, the tail of my mouth went up.

So, three days after I entered the palace. There was a huge crowd in front of the imperial palace.

Those who lived far from the capital were brought in using expensive teleport magic, which was simply a crowd.

Aisha pretends to be frugal, but Robelia didn't have that many things to imitate Aisha.

Of course, I, an ordinary citizen of Korea, had a lot of jaw-dropping costumes, jewelry, and furniture, but it was not enough to be considered the empress of the Empire, which boasts the best power on the continent.

I threw out almost all of Robelia's old clothes and jewelry. Burning, burying, and not being able to do so were just handed out to the maidens and the servants who were struggling to serve Robelia.

Then they were the ones who called to match the new clothes and jewelry.

"How about a dress like this here? I think it goes very well with Her Majesty's red hair."

A top-class designer who said, All the ladies in the capital are envious, and an ordinary lady has to wait for two years to ask for commission, was in my reception room.

He recommended dress designs and fabrics to me in an unpretentious and polite manner.

And I was sitting on a fluffy couch wearing an indoor gown and flipping through design catalogs and fabric samples from designers.

'A top designer is different no matter what they do.'

I didn't know anything about fashion or imperial fashion, but even if I looked at it, the designs of the dress were just so refined and beautiful that admiration came out. What about the fabric samples! From glossy silk, satin, velvet, and other luxurious fabrics that I don't know their names, so I could feel joy just by looking at them and touching them.

As I was doing that, my feelings came in like an ebb tide.

I've had little interest in fashion all my life. In fact, it would be more like "I couldn't," rather than "I didn't pay attention."

The family I was born and raised was middle class, not without money, but they had no money to spend it on me.

I have an older brother. And all the expectations and interests of my parents were up to my brother.

While I couldn't go to an academy and went to college on my own, and passed the administrative exam, my brother graduated from cooking high school under my parents' support and studied abroad in France.

I hated such a family so much that as soon as I passed the exam, I scraped up my savings and became independent.

However, the body could be separated from the parents, but the mind and lingering feelings could not be completely separated.

'I'm having a hard time sending your brother to study abroad, so please help me with the expenses.'

'My dad is going to retire soon, and I can't see him when he goes abroad, so I'm going to die.'

"You were lucky to go to college from the beginning, but your brother didn't go to a university he wanted to go to, don't you feel sorry for him?'

I had a vain idea that my parents would love me like an older brother if I tried harder and really helped.

I don't know how much my parents objected to me when I took a leave of absence and chose to go to graduate school to pursue a master's degree because I wanted to study more.

It was not until I heard the threat of insulating and digging in the family register that I came to my senses.

Just as my brother was not loved by his parents because he was not helpful, I was not loved because I was not helpful to them.

After all, no matter what I did, I couldn't be the same as my brother to them.

It was only then that I realized that.

'Do as you please. I can't stand it anymore. I will no longer live for you. I'm going to live only for myself!'

'you, Jung-ah! Lim Jung-ah.....!'

Finally, I no longer received a call from my family. Many times, my parents, brothers, and even relatives tried to reconcile me.

Thinking about the past, I smiled bitterly.

As I had lived this life, I tried to serve the family and that man, but it was not unreasonable for me to be particularly immersed in Robelia's feelings after being miserably abandoned.

Anyway, thanks to being a fifth-grade civil servant, I was able to earn better than other people of my age, but most of the money was sent to my family, so my real life was not very good enough.

I had to think about it over and over again when I bought clothes that cost 30,000 won while staying in a two-room house full of used furniture.

At that time, I felt like I was in a theme park because I could not feel the reality of the life of the Empress of the Empire.

It was the same now.

'I have never worn or touched such valuable and beautiful clothes in my life.'

Looking at the catalogs, fabric samples, and dress samples brought by the designer, my heart was thrilled and even awe-inspired.

Even when accepting these great things, I felt like I shouldn't just accept them, but get on my knees.

But i shouldn't show that kind of feeling outwardly.

Although it was said that she was treated poorly in the imperial palace, robelia was a princess born and raised by a duke, and was a definite empress of the empire. She couldn't just kneel in front of the dress.

If you show something you're not used to in a luxurious dress, you'll definitely be suspicious.

buying suspicious is also my things, but I needed to be a villain to get divorced.

Anyone had to become a terrible villain who could snatch the tongue just by listening to the story, so that Alexander had no choice but to let her out of the palace.

"How do you like it, Your Majesty? Look at the lace part of this dress. It's a lace where my ȧssistants woven and embroidered each and every piece of silver. Isn't it beautiful? Such a delicate embroidery would be hard to find anywhere in the capital."

From now on, I couldn't help but feel guilty about what I was going to do.

However....

'I'm sorry, but I decided to live only for myself.'

I thought about it.

'In order for me to safely go outside the palace, I must do this now.'

Watching his proud dress with a consistently indifferent face, I chewed it out.

"It's hard to see anything like this anywhere."

"Isn't it? Your Majesty's eyes are great."

"Who else would make these stupid clothes?"