I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

Alexander couldn't help the discomfort that was crushing his heart.

'I don't understand.'

He thought.

'I did what I wanted to do, and I did everything I wanted to say. I mean, I managed to get what I wanted, even when I went against her will.'

But no matter how many times I repeated that fact, it didn't make me feel better.

I could see her face behind her eyelids.

Robelia she looked at him in shock with her pale face.

'But what is this?'

I didn't want to see that face. I thought that such an expression didn't suit her.

Her resentful gaze seemed to be digging his ċhėst.

'Oh, I get it now. This feeling... The name of this unpleasant, bizarre, and tepid emotion that lurks in my dense, pulling this body like a gall.'

It was just a feeling of guilt.

A feeling he had never felt since he was born, a feeling he had never felt before, with any anyone.

This black, sticky, heavy, and muddy sense that I had only known its existence through my mother's words and had always thought it was someone else's business.

My heart was beating irregularly. Alexander felt his stomach grow nauseous.

After all, I didn't want to see Robelia's face like that.

What did I do to made her look like that? She was terribly displeased.

'Do I regret what I did now?'

He hardly felt any regrets either. It was foolish for him to grieve over his past mistakes in regret, even if he did not fully fulfill his plan.

If I make a mistake, I can create and implement another plan to compensate for it. And it's good that it's even a little faster.

Ever since I grew up, I've never looked back on that way of life. To Alexander, it was all too obvious.

But how come now...…

Am I just falling into such an irreversible remorse?

If I hadn't just told her that, I hadn't been so forceful.

More patiently, for a long time, if she had shown a trusting attitude.

No, I'd rather...…

'Three years ago….. if he hadn't left her like that.'

Repentance is a scary thing.

'If only I had realized and acknowledged her abilities. If only I had shown her slight warmth to her for that long time.'

In spite of knowing that there are so many and many mistakes of his own that he has started to break...…

'If I hadn't considered her a handy tool and treated her as needed. If only I had shown the respect worthy of my wife's position as the mother of the Empire.'

This is because none of them can be reversed. None of it.

'If that was... If that was the case.'

Realization is painful.

He was too clever to forget even a single one of the countless mistakes of three years ago.

The ingenuity that brought him to this position, who had nothing when he was born, this brain, which was a gift from God, is now a curse.

'She couldn't give it to me now.'

A tidal wave of guilt, Alexander's feet let out a breath.

He staggered and eventually leaned his back against the wall.

'No, there must be a way. There is a way to get it back even now.....'

However, no matter how many calculations he repeats with his demonically clever brain...…

Alexander, who was leaning his back against the wall, cradling his forehead with one hand, and holding back the pouring emotions, suddenly thought.

'It's really strange.'

After realization and guilt passed like a herd of angry bison, a question suddenly came to mind when there was a gap to breathe.

'Am I really thinking of her as a... coveted talent?'

Although he continued to ignore and deny it, there were many strange things to simply conclude that it was so.

No matter how precious she is, is it justified to make him feel so guilty and regretful?

No matter how outstanding a talent may be, does it make sense to make him say and do everything at once and push him into a hotter sea of fire than Mestapo to burn?

'But... What other options could there be?'

There was no other way he could feel for others.

No, there shouldn't be.

Isn't he the only one who overthrew his father and cut off the heads of his brothers and sisters for one purpose?

In order to achieve his dream, he was the one who did not shed a single tear even if he squeezed it, and not even a drop of blood came out even if he limped it.

'To achieve that end, I must not feel anything more than a tool to anyone. Calm down, Alexander! Think about why you are here!'

It was then.

"Your Majesty."

A soft voice broke his thoughts. Alexander cleared his expression in the blink of an eye and turned to the one who had called him.

"Queen."

With a gentle smile on his face, he turned to face his opponent.

Aisha, who looked more shabby than usual, stood wearing the same clothes as him.

"It's amazing to meet you in a place like this."

Alexander fully guessed why she was in the Empress' palace, but pretended not to know.

"Yes. It's a shame, but I'm here because I want to see someone."

"I didn't know that the Queen wanted to see the Empress so much. I can't help but be jealous."

"No, Your Highness. It's really embarrassing to say this, but…..the person I wanted to see wasn't Empress..…"

Aisha gave a shy and lovely smile. The two white cheek had good dimples, and the fat under the eyes swelled.

Her little hand twitched and began to move cautiously but with a clear goal.

"It is..... Your Majesty."

Aisha's hand held Alexander's big and long hand.

"I really missed Your Majesty. I came here on purpose because you are here."

Aisha, blushing in shame, put her finger on his finger.

She had a lovely face that made any man's heart beat, and a voice that was pleasant to listen to like a bird.

But even in front of her like that, Alexander felt his heart grow colder than ever.

'It's tiring to have to go back while the intent of the visit is clear.'

If it was Robelia, it would never have happened.

As soon as we run into each other, they will explain our intentions and ask his opinion.

Although he was arrogant and the manners of aristocrats were rare, Alexander was fed up with the manners of the nobles, who used to slurp out their words in order to speak out loud these days.

The older nobles were astonished at Robelia's way of speaking, but Alexander liked her attitude. Because it's efficient and clear.

I thought pretense and hypocrisy were an efficient tool, so Alexander, who was good at aristocratic speech, but didn't want to talk like that today.

"The cost of coming all the way here."

"Yes, Yes?"

"I asked what the purpose of coming to me was, Queen."

While saying that, Alexander's face was smiling, but there was an unbelievable coldness in his voice.

At his tone, Aisha hardened.

Now, Alexander had never expressed his affection in the first place, but if he did, he would reciprocate that much.

At least, she was shivering, and she had never had such a cold reaction before.

'I even say that.... I even force myself to act cute, it'll be counterproductive.'

I was quite shocked by his attitude.

And above all, my pride hurt so much...

Aisha desperately straightened her expression and brought out the words she had prepared in advance.

"Well, that's... I received the communication well. I heard it's a three-month cut in the budget from tomorrow and a half-year cut."

"Okay".

"It's the judgment of the wise Emperor, Your Majesty, so I can't dare object to it... Anyway, I've always believed and followed Your Majesty's instructions."

'I knew it.'

It was so predictable that it made me laugh out loud.

'Why doesn't this woman ever go beyond my expectations?'

It was so different from anyone who always missed expectations.

Alexander laughed softly and suċkėd it out.

"Are you sure you followed my instructions?"

His voice was chillingly cold, and there was a clear sneer of scorn.

"You must remember the first time we met, Queen. What did I say then? What was written in the contract I explained and you signed?"

"That, that…"

"We have things to give and things to gain from each other. I think that's the only reason that puts you in such a position as Queen, who can't perform the duties of the palace properly, and you are not familiar with the imperial culture, and all you have is the name of a saint. Obviously I told you."

Incredibly cruel words came out of his lips. Those words I never imagined I would hear from him, who was always wearing the mask of a good man.

"I didn't want anything from you. All I wanted from you was to protect your position as a noble and innocent saint without any problems. But you couldn't protect that much. You have done something so foolish that you have swamped the honor of the imperial family, you have wreck my purpose! Yet does it come out of your throat that you followed my instructions?"

Aisha was so shocked that she covered her face with her hands. Her slender shoulders trembled imperceptibly.

But Alexander felt neither sympathy nor guilt.

It was then.

"So, I, the bad girl who didn't follow Your Majesty's instructions... will I get kicked out of the Imperial Palace?"

"What?"

Alexander let out a smirk.

Yeah, this is better. Her first honest appearance was pleasant.

"But I'm in trouble. According to imperial's laws, divorce is impossible for an imperial couple."

"......."

"I heard from the high priest. That is impossible until the state religion of the Empire is changed."

With those words, Aisha lowered her hands.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her bulging eyes were full of poison.

Her lips were chapped. The lips, which were bitten and bitten and stained with red blood, were sweet and said like vipers.

"I will be in Your Majesty's favor. You know that too. Your Majesty needs me too, right?"

"........"

"I never forsake Your Majesty. Forever, I will give you what Your Majesty wants... Unlike her."

Alexander looked down at her with a light smirk on his face.

"Your courage has improved a lot since the first time I saw you, Aisha."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that you don't want to waste your life."